BAD BOY REP // MIN YOONGI

8.

After about spending an hour in the bitter cold, Yoongi was now driving to a coffee shop to warm our cold noses and fingers up. We were on the freeway once again and my eyes took a good minute to adjust to the street and car lights. My mind still couldn't get rid of the view, I was still replaying it over and over in my head. Just like Yoongi, it felt as if I was in an alternate universe and had just returned back to the damned reality. I stared out the glass window. Yoongi stared solemnly at the road ahead. It was quiet in the car once again but I didn't mind. Suddenly Yoongi's voice cut off the silence.

"Hey do you walk to school and back everyday?" I glanced at him and nodded. Why was he asking?

"Yeah, why?" I responded with mere curiosity. 

"Well I was thinking that I could give you a ride to and from, it's not like you live far anyways, you know with the bastard it's not safe. I'm sure you probably don't want to be walking in that alley anytime soon." 

As much as I hated to think it, Yoongi was right. I definitely seemed like the biggest scaredy-cat, but even despite how mentally strong I could manage to be, Ji Chang was able to break that barrier and drill into my head like a screw. I hated it and I hated him for managing to do such a thing. I didn't want Yoongi to think like that of me neither, so I tentatively turned down his offer.

"It's fine Yoongi, there's no need to worry, I'll manage. Thank you for the concern though," my voice trembled slightly at the end. Yoongi turned his head towards me then back to the road. His eyebrows furrowed just a little.

"Ji Eun, listen. I don't feel that safe letting you go out on your own, at least not now. And I know you're capable to handle yourself, but you're dealing with Ji Chang. So just for this one week let me pick and drop you. It'll help put my mind to ease as well, please." 

My heart danced in my chest and my cheeks gradually transitioned to a rosy tint. Yoongi seemed so genuine and caring, making my heart melt. I finally felt something I hadn't in so long, I felt cared for. I focused on Yoongi, now realizing that under all the masculinity and reputation, hid a righteous and unfeigned boy, who I was beginning to fall for. I wanted to slap myself out of the poisoning trance that compelled my eyes stay on Yoongi, but I just couldn't. I let my response slip out.

"Okay," I said quickly. The tight expression on Yoongi's face softened instantly and he hid a humble smile. "Thank you." He replied with a relived smile. I let my lips form into a slight upwards curve.

It had been eleven minutes and we had arrived to the cafe. I stared only at the digital clock the way here. Yoongi parked his car and shut the engine off. We both got out in unison and he locked the car, responding with two little beeps. I surveyed the building which was very luxurious, all the main levels were shops with living space at the top that almost reached to the sky. You could tell it was high end by first, where it was located and second, the way it looked. It was very modern and sleek similar to the other buildings nearby. I was a little confused as to why we had come here and not to a little cozy cafe more closer to our home.

"Wow uh, this place is nice..." I warily complimented.

"I know you're probably wondering out of all places why we came here." Yoongi acknowledged, as if my mind was crystal clear and he could read it all.

"Well not gonna lie, yeah. Why are we here then?" I questioned.

Yoongi didn't say anything as he led us inside the warm cafe called Golden Flower. The inside was beautiful. The walls were all light grey with some areas of gorgeous white and light blue wallpaper. All the tables were marble with gold legs and white chairs to accommodate. There were hanging light bulbs from wire all across the roof, which tied the whole area together. I didn't expect it to look like this from the inside at all, since it was in such a lavish neighbourhood I figured the cafe would be sleek and spotless. But this one was my kind of style, aesthetically pleasing yet cozy. 

"This place is so nice, I love it!" I exclaimed after taking it all in.

"Yeah? It's my friend's cafe." Yoongi told me as he folded his arms. I nodded and asked which friend.

"Jungkook. You probably know him, the one all the girls go after. He's pretty wealthy like all the others so yeah, it's his." 

I was in awe. Jungkook had his own fucking café while he was in high school and here I was, barely having enough to buy a bag of chips.

"Damn, you're friends with some pretty accomplished people." I remarked with a little salt in my tone. Yoongi smirked and seemed to hide something behind his eyes. I subtly rolled my eyes, annoyed about how much I lacked achievements.

"Take a seat and I'll get us something to drink. What'd you want?" he asked. 

"Whatever you're having." I simply responded. I sat down on the white chair, and rested my elbows on the beautiful marble table.

 I'd seriously fallen in love with every single thing in this room. My eyes wandered around and finally landed on Yoongi, as they always did and I admired him, as I also always did. His stance was relaxed, putting more weight on his right foot as his hands rested in his pockets. I couldn't see much of his face since I was sitting right behind him. 

My thoughts about him had been so relentless and I couldn't control them at all. Hell, I still hadn't even gotten over that one night we had. I don't think I would ever, to be honest. I mean he's the Min Yoongi, the boy everyone feared at my school, and I was with him in his damn bed. 

I never even thought for a second that this would happen. I carried myself away too much though, he did screw around with other girls, I was just one of some. I sighed and let my gaze fall to the ground. Two minutes later, Yoongi sat down with two cups of mocha. He placed one right in front of me and kept the other in his hand. Just the scent of the coffee warmed me up, and I grasped my hand around the hot black mug.

 "Thanks." I said as Yoongi took a sip. 

"Welcome."

 We drank in silence for a bit, but it was relaxing. My body had warmed up and now I was beginning to feel sleepy. Yoongi glanced up at me as I yawned, I'd hoped he wouldn't see it but he did.

"Are you tired? I can drop you home." He asked putting his mug down on the table. I nodded shyly.

"Just a little, it's okay though I like it here." I reassured him. 

"No it's okay, tell me whenever you wanna leave." I nodded again. After I'd finished my drink and Yoongi finished his, we talked about school and homework (fun, I know), and then decided to finally leave.

 We left the cozy cafe, and I made a mental note to myself that I would come back here one day. Once again, I sat in Yoongi's car and he let it roar to life. The whole ride to my house was me just trying not to fall asleep on the window. After what felt like two eternities, we reached my house. I let out a yawn and quickly unblocked my seatbealt.

"Thanks so much for tonight, I needed it. Everywhere you took me was amazing, seriously." I looked Yoongi in the eye and he returned the gesture.

"Anytime, glad you liked it all." his response was short, but the gaze was intense and he wouldn't break it. His head moved an inch closer, and I immediately copied the movement unintentionally. I could feel my cheeks getting red and warm, yet I continued to stare Yoongi right back. 

There was a flicker of something in Yoongi's eyes, and his expression hardened. His eyes were left spiritless and the following words came out quietly.

"You should go, it's getting late. I'll see you Monday morning."

I ran my fingers through my hair while mentally tidying up my thoughts.

"Y-yeah, thanks again Yoongi. Goodnight."

"Night."

I closed the car door and rushed into my warm house. I slammed the door shut behind me and dropped down on the couch. Once again, Yoongi had made me the overwhelming mess that I was right now.