Chapter 8 •Late night text•

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(A/A/N) 
So, as you can see the "•Late night text•" thats what i'm doing for now, naming the chapters~ also idk when i switched from words to numbers but oh well. ALSO. This song! I love it. I used to listen to the original so much as a child, Living in Korea, Me and my friend from my school there used to play it while walking through the town and we'd challenge each other to make tunes for it, also.. YOONGI'S ONE LINE IS PERFECT 

i went through the normal day of school, it was Friday. Thank god.. I trailed to my apartment and opened the door, suddenly being stopped by a hand on my wrist and a harsh voice
"nari-ssi" i heard the voice sadly say. I turned around and looked at the owner of the hand, Min yoongi. What does he want? 
"why haven't you talked to me Nari-ssi?" he said slightly pouting with still an angry expression on his face. How can one man possible be so scary but cute at the same time? I didn't answer because i simply did not know what to say to him, after what i think i heard last night...

"answer me!" he shouted, i didn't want to.. This was a frightening yoongi i did not want to see often but i could make myself speak, I couldn't.. I looked down at my feet and felt a hand yank my hair down, making my head jolt up. It hurt my neck a lot
"fine.." he looked disappointed in me.
"i'm sorry.." that's all i could spit out, i'm so pathetic. He sighed and slowly let go of my hair.
his eyes softened, they looked hopeful, gentle, kind and calm. They always did. But that was a time i didn't see them, not the gentle, calm and kind one he normally has, but not then. Why was he so angry? It's not like he likes me.
"whatever.. just give me your number." he blankly says, that wasn't.. very smooth.. whatever.
"fine. whatever" i give him my number and he pulls me into a hug, my face ends up buried just below his shoulder, we where both short.. Why is he hugging me?

when he let go i went to my room and laid in bed, unable to sleep, It was 4:30AM... But it seemed like i wasn't the only one awake.  I felt the vibration of my phone on the table next to my bed, i picked up my phone to see a message from Yoongi, he's still awake?

Yoongi: "Are you awake?"
Me: "yeah.. why are you awake?"
Yoongi: "why are YOU awake? I thought girls like you needed their beauty sleep." Aish this Oppa..
Me: "that's so rude! anyway i couldn't fall asleep!"
Yoongi: "oh. Sorry for offending you, I normally don't talk to girls much so i go off of what i'm told by the other guys"
Me: "why would you even listen to them idiots?"
Yoongi: "i don't know, Will you talk to me tomorrow?"
Me: "aish.. i'm sorry, okay?" I was actually sorry this time, i felt bad.
Yoongi: "yeah sure."
Me: "Jagiya... Im really sorry.." before i could delete "jagiya" i had already sent it, NO! AHH! I quickly tried to delete the message, It didn't have a delete option, WHAT? WHY NOT!?
Yoongi: "uh.. Jagiya?" 
Me: " I DIDN'T MEAN TO TYPE THAT IT WAS AUTOCORRECT SORRY AHH"
Yoongi: "chill out, it doesn't matter" wait what
Me: "Okay.. I'm gonna go to sleep.. You go to sleep too.."
Yoongi: "What if i don't?"
Me: "then i'll come make you."
Yoongi: "sure, night Nari"

I didn't sleep. I stayed up watching Blackpink house and some My Korean Jagiya..  

I woke up and looked around, i was up way earlier than normal. I got up and dressed, it seemed motionless in Yoongi's apartment. I was fully awake and ready... and boredㅠㅠ So i decided to run out my apartment and knock on Yoongi's door, I head a groan and he opens the door, I'm pretty sure he just woke up.. and is unaware he's only in his boxers.. He looks at me confused when i give him a sheepish smile and my face does red. God his abs.. Ah! stop it Nari!! 
"g-go put something on, Yoongi oppa!" I shout in a squeak and cover my eyes with the long sleeves of the hoodie i was wearing. Yes we are allowed to wear hoodies to school.. His eyes widen as he looks at himself, He pulls me in his apartment by my over Wrist and puts me on the sofa "stay there." he says and he walks off to his room to get changed, i wait in the living room for a few minutes and hear his door click open and out wants a fully dressed yoongi, I can't lie.. I miss looking at his abs.. And i won't get to see them again.. stop nari stop! 
"you okay?" he asks me, i didn't notice i was staring at the floor, curled up with my head buried in my knees "what?" I looked at him, surprised he asked.
"you seemed sad." he added on 
"no, i'm fine" I was just tired af.
"are you tired?" he asked me innocently
"a bit.. yeah"
"well we have an hour before school, go to sleep for a bit." he pushes his tongue up against is cheek creating a visible lump, Ahhh! Yoongi, This Oppa..  I lied down on the sofa and fell asleep.

(A/N)
Sorry it took so long and it's short, as i said in the Important thing i made (next one to this since this is edited.) I have struggled since the disorder, thank you all for the support, 

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