Silence spread like an unwanted disease. It had been three hours since we arrived at the band's dorm and not one word Suga spoke to me. Even on the opposite bed to him, I seemed invisible. It wouldn't utterly surprise me if I sank into the sheets.
Sighing, I took a peek at the man. I was leaned back against the headboard of his bed, laptop balanced on his thighs, expensive headphones covering his ears. Great. Just enough to drown me out.
Fed up of being a wallflower, I sneaked out of the room and headed into the Bangtan kitchen. RM was in there, placing the kettle on boil. He turned around and flashed me a smile.
"Oh, hello, Leia. How are you settling in with Suga hyung?" He raised a finger, stopping me from replying. "On that thought, you're looking kind of down. Is he ignoring you already?"
I nodded, humphing into the coffee handed to me. "Is he always like that with everybody?"
RM just laughed, peeling the skin away from an orange. "Don't worry, Leia, he'll eventually warm to you as long as you're not noisy."
I tried not to snort into my coffee. Sure he'd warm to me eventually. After I'd gone. Maybe that's why he's being so cold towards me; I invaded his personal space. You would've thought that agreeing to hold the competition, Suga would know the terms and conditions. Or maybe he didn't.
"Look," RM tapped my hand. "How about you just give Suga a little push? Give him this coffee - he loves coffee."
Shrugging, I took the coffee from his hands and headed up to the bedroom to find Suga's laptop had slid onto his face, a heavy breath coming from underneath. I lifted up the laptop a little bit to see that his eyes were firmly shut - asleep.
What a waste of good coffee.
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Cold-Hearted (BTS - Suga)
Fanfiction"So, they call you cold-hearted," I say, shuffling closer so that I could get a better view of him. "How's that so?" *** Before it all, Leia was just a European fan of BTS. But the singing competition gave her a chance to meet and live with the band...
