Shit. I fucked up.
"NO! NO WHAT DID I JUST DO?! OH HOLY MOTHER-"
"YAH! WHY ARE YOU SCREAMING?!"
Great. Now I woke the beast. "Sorry, Yoongi. I-I just-"
The exhausted figure stumbled into my room. He glared daggers at me and scowled. His green hair (yes, it's green; aka the result of playing truth or dare with Jungkook) stuck up in all directions and his peering eyes could barely stay open. "Namjoon, it's too early for this crap. What is going on?"
I jumped to my feet and shoved my phone in his face. "Look what I did!" He took the cell from me, and with my two free hands I ran them through my hair. "I can't believe I did that..."
"I don't see the big deal. All you did was like this guy's pic."
I blinked at him. "Look at the time stamp."
His eyes returned to the glowing screen. Suddenly, they grew wide. "Dude, you are in deep shit."
"I KNOW!"
"Why were you stalking his profile anyway?"
Heat rushed to my face. "I-I was not stalking. I just started following this guy a few weeks ago and I just wanted to go through his page and-"
"-and stalk him," he finished for me.
"I WASN'T STALKING!"
He held up his hands. "Hey, man, I don't judge."
"YOONGI STOP!"
All I wanted to do was to check out his page. He wasn't supposed to find out. I just wanted to know more about him, and I did just that while searching. The fact that an instagram star like him even accepted my friend request left me awestruck.
From the few weeks I've started following him I found out he's a really good cook. He posts daily on his page the dish he's created, which gets him millions of likes and follows, and every single one looks good as hell. He occasionally posts a selfie or a picture of him with his best friend Hoseok (yes they are just friends, and yes I asked), and he looks good as hell.
He looked back at the phone. "Relax. So you were looking through his page. He seems like a pretty cool person. I know you really like this guy and that you direct message each other every day. No one would do that if they weren't interested in you."
I bit my lip. I wished I could believe him. "Are you sure? You don't think I just completely screwed up my entire life?"
"Well-"
"YOONGI!"
My phone beeped, indicating I had a message. Yoongi still had the phone in his hand and looked to the phone. "Uh...you need to look at this."
"No. Don't say that." His tone was not one I wanted to hear right now. "Are you messing with me? You better be messing with me!"
"I wish I was." He extended the phone out to me.
I reluctantly took it and glanced at the screen.
eatjin: I feel strange asking this, but may I know why you liked one of my photos from three months ago?
My face paled. "No. No no no! NO!" I groaned loudly. "How could I mess this up?!"
"Namjoon, calm yourself."
"No! I will not calm myself. This can't get any worse."
"It will if you leave him on read!"
"GAH! What do I text back?!"
"The truth?"
"Yoongi, please."
"You gotta do it."
"Why?"
"Because you have to!"
"I hate it when you're right."
"You must hate me all the time. Text him!" With a roll of his eyes, he walked out of the room, most likely going back to his own bed
"Alright, alright!" I thought it over for a few seconds, then began to press the keypad displayed on the screen.
rmofficial: About that, I'm really sorry. I was just looking through your profile and accidentally clicked it. I'm so so sorry. If you wish to block me I get it.
Send.
I paced the length of my room, waiting for his response. My mind formulated a million ideas of how I could have responded differently. Why am I so lame? Why did I send that risky text?!
Beep!
I dove onto my bed and grabbed the phone. My eyes quickly scanned the message.
eatjin: It's alright. It happens.
I can't believe it. This man is a literal angel.
rmofficial: Really?! You forgive me?
eatjin: Hey, accidents happen. I've done it before. No harm done. Now, what'd you think of the pic?
rmofficial: The one I accidentally liked? The selfie?
eatjin: Yeah. Like, 1-10? For future reference.
rmofficial: 11
eatjin: No lying.
rmofficial: I'm not. Promise.
eatjin: Good. I guess my hotness was too much for you to handle so you absolutely had to like it.
rmofficial: I guess that's the only explanation.;)
Was the winky face too much?
eatjin: It's all I can come up with.;)
I guess not.
eatjin: I hope this isn't too straightforward, but how would you feel about finally meeting f2f?
Oh. My. God.
He wants to meet. An instagram star wants to meet me. Me.
rmofficial: Are you sure?
eatjin: If you don't want to I understand. Don't do anything you don't want to do.
rmofficial: No! No, that's not it. I'd love to.
eatjin: Sounds like a plan. JB's CAFE at 11. You free Tuesday?
rmofficial: Perfect.
eatjin: Great. I'll be looking forward to it. See you then?
rmofficial: You got it. See you.
I collapsed. That was the most overwhelming and stressful yet fantastic five minutes of my life.
