When I woke up the next morning, I instantly remembered Y/N. I rolled out of bed, careful not to wake anyone else. I pulled on a tee shirt and some black jeans and grabbed my shoes. I took a deep breath.
"What if she thinks I'm weird; coming back so soon?" I thought to myself.
I shook the thought from my head. I wanted to see her. I pulled on my shoes and quietly headed out the door. I crossed my arms over my chest as the cool air whirled around me, blowing my hair all over the place. My heart began beating quicker as I saw the coffee shop around the corner. I picked up my pace, wanting to get there sooner. When I finally reached the door, I ran my fingers through my hair in an attempt to situate it, before walking in. Once again, no one was here, given it was 6:00am. Within moments, Y/N walked out of the kitchen. She gave me a small laugh and shook her head slightly.
"Back again?" She asked, her sweet smile on her face. "It's been three hours."
I gave her a small smile and shrugged.
"Dance practice." I mumbled.
"Oh, you dance too?" She asked jokingly, already knowing the answer to the question she was asking.
I smiled and looked down.
She glanced at me before turning around and beginning to make some tea.
"Why don't you act like everyone else does when they meet me?" I asked her.
She turned around and furrowed her brow, confusion on her face.
"Not like that." I said, thinking she had taken my question in a way that I was full of myself.
"No, I know what you mean." She said before I could say anything else. She smiled. "You're a normal person Min Yoongi. You deserved to be treated like one."
We both fell silent.
"I'd imagine fans screaming your name everywhere you go could get to be a little much sometimes." She said quietly, as she sat down the tea that I didn't order in front of my face.
I nodded.
"It feels good to be treated normal by someone for once." I mumbled. "Don't get me wrong. I love my fans, more than anything.." I trailed off.
"I know." She said, walking around the counter and sitting down beside me.
"Any luck on those new songs?" She asked.
I shook my head, debating whether to tell her that I had inspiration now.
"Do you work tonight?" I asked suddenly.
"No." She replied, shaking her head. "My Mom is covering the shift tonight."
I took a deep breath.
"Would you want to stop by the studio? I could show you some of the stuff I'm working on, It would be nice to have opinions from someone other than the guys.." I rambled on.
"I'd love to." She said, saving me from having to say anything else.
I pulled a crumpled up piece of paper out of my pocket and grabbed the pen off of the counter. I scribbled my phone number down, and slid it to her.
"Call me when you get off?" I asked.
She smiled and nodded.
I couldn't help but smile back as I got up from my seat and dropped a few dollars on the counter to pay for my tea.
"Keep your money, Yoongi." She said, picking it up and placing it in my hand. "It's on me."
I rolled my eyes and smiled.
"I'll see you tonight, Y/N." I said quietly, as I walked out the door.
