Boys and Rooms | 민 Yoongi (✔️)

thirteen

Reunion

What the hell was that?! My mind goes wild while it repeats what has just happened. It's the intense stare I was receiving that drives me crazy, the small gap between us that's making me lose my mind. It all happened so quickly, so unexpectedly. Should I go and ask him about it? I wonder. It would satisfy my curiosity and make things normal, at least I believe so. I also don't want to be awkward with him, not now that we are going out with Namjoon. On the other hand, that's a bad idea because it can cause even more awkwardness.

Fuck it. I decide in a second and move to his room. I don't knock. Instead, I widely open the door.

"Do you mind explaining your actions?" I say, the tone of my voice being steady and determined. He turns around with his chair and looks at me, his cheeks being red and his lips in a straight line.

"I..." A bang of the main door interrupts his explanation. I sigh in my mind, not moving a bit.

"Y/N! Yoongi! Come see the pictures I took today, I think they turned out amazing!" Excited voice of our fellow roommate echoes through the apartment.

"We don't have time right now!" I shout back. "Got to your room, we'll come in a bit!" I add so he wouldn't ask any questions. I glare at Yoongi once again.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what took over me," Yoongi says, quietly at first. "I got worried because you just disappeared," he gets up, heading towards me. My instincts beg my body to stay on the spot, but my brain chooses otherwise, so I step back until I met the wall for the second time today.

"You did?" I ask, not fully believing his words.

"Yes," he breaths out the word. "Yes I did. And I'm sorry I scared you," he looks down and on the way up scans my torso.

"It's... it's okay," I say, not sure what to do next. "I just wanted to make things normal, I wouldn't want to be awkward later." He nods so I take that as a sign to leave his room. Before I close the door I hear Yoongi speak: "Actually, there was another reason for my actions but you might never find out about it." A million questions are brought up by his statement but I let them be and fully close the door, leaving to Tae's room.

"Oh, hi!" He cheerfully greets me. "Where's Yoongi?" He asks. I tell him he will come later and then he showed me the pictures. They are amazing. His style of photography is really nice, very simple and classic. He comments each photo and explains what meaning it has. He's really critical but I guess that's exactly what makes them so good.

After we hung out for a while I check the time. It's 4:30 pm, so I decide to start getting ready. I firstly take a brisk shower. In my room I choose my outfit, I decide on some high wasted jeans with knee cut-outs and a bright red shirt tucked in it. I spice my outfit up with a black belt and a silver necklace. I step in front of my mirror and do a simple makeup on my eyes and a red lip to go along with my shirt. For my hair, I tie it in a high ponytail that I finish with pulling out strands of hair so it looks a bit messy and more casual. I finish 15 minutes before Yoongi and I need to leave so I sit down on my bed and scroll through Twitter to pass the time.

It's time to leave now, Yoongi is already waiting for me in the living room. He's wearing black pants and a black T-shirt. I notice he used some hair product to style his hair, making it messy but put together. When he finally notices me, his eyes scan my figure with his unnoticeable fascinated gaze.

"You look good," is the only thing that escapes his lips.

"Thanks, you too," I smile at him, moving to the entrance. I put on my white converse while he wears his black vans. And then we are out of the door.