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Chapter 5

"I'm not going to let my ass sit on that roller coaster. EVER AGAIN." my head were aching and I feel like vomiting which I eventually did.

Yoongi, who was teasing and laughing all the time, rubbing my back and grabbing a water bottle as he give it to me. He's lucky the child is here. I would've been choking him right now.

"Are you okay eomma? You look terrible." Yoongi laughed again and touching his stomach. Me and Eonseok are just frowning. "Ok I'm sorry. I can't- I can't hold it back." and... he laughed again.

"Your appa is laughing at me. Just thinking I'm crazy–" he closed my mouth and saying sorry. I rolled my eyes as he pulled it off. He smelled his hand and an expression of disgust painted on his face.

"Yuck. Your vomit smells terrible too." Eventually, again, he laughed, causing me to glare at him. I just let him laugh at me because I don't want to argue anymore. I love his laugh.

"Whatever let's just go home. The child looks so tired and I am as well so we need to rest for the flight." Yoongi spoke. I just mouthed okay and we finally got off.

As we went home, I jumped on the couch and opens the TV. Yoongi was on Eonseok's bedroom, probably making him sleep.

As I heard some loud footsteps approached, I flinch from my sit and looked at Yoongi who sat beside me. Really near from me as our shoulders were touching. I stared at him for a while. Meanwhile, his vision was focused on the TV.

Look at me baby

His jawline just perfectly fits on his chin. His lips were curved into a small pout. His nose were perfect yet his breaths were making it more perfect. His eyes were focused on the TV which I found cute. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed and as if mad at the casts who are in the TV. His forehead were really pale and looks so soft. His hair were slightly in a mess but–

"Stop staring. I know I'm handsome since decades." what the hell was that.

He caught me staring at him and I just scoffed.

"I was looking at the kitchen since I saw a ghost."

I really meant what I said because that ghost was him. He's so damn pale and sexy dude. I mean, ghosts are sexy. They just let me wanna lick my lips yah know.

im so dirty. please get the hell out of my head satan

"Admit it. You like me do you?" he's now facing me, smirking.

why. is. he. so. sexy.

"No and never." Why am I so confident? TELL ME WHY. WHY?!?

"Hmm.. You're lying kitty." he slowly lean towards me, making me to lay on the couch. He's now on top of me, still inches away from my face. He's still leaning close as I close my eyes and I felt like our nose were touching.

WHY IS HE DOING THIS TO ME?!?!?!?!

I'M GOING INSANE YOONGI. I AM INSANE YOONGI. IT'S ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT

"You want a cuddle baby?" I suddenly open my eyes because of his sudden words.

a baby?! seriously?!?! I FUCKING HATE YOU

"Because you're so adorable that makes me want to kiss you... roughly." he mumbled with his (my favorite since decades) sExY, dEeP, hUsKy voice.

"Are you serious?" I was pretending to be pissed off because I'm – LITERALLY BLUSHING AND MY HEART IS RAPIDLY BEATING LIKE IT DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE IT COMES FROM.

I NEED A PSYCHIATRIST

inject me please. thanks.

"Of course... No you silly!!" He got off me as he suddenly fall off the couch, laughing again. It was really embarrassing, causing me to blush hard, REALLY HARD.

"You know what Yoongi? Fuck you."

"Well it's great if I experience one... with you.."

wtf
is
he
talking about?!?!!?
asfgqtkolh

I gasped and getting up, kicking his thighs. He groaned in pain and I heard him crying. Is he crying? or just pretending. If it is, I'm going to kick him more.

"Ouch! It hurts you know!"

"Payback from pushing me off causing my boobs to hurt ass well you dumbass!" he laughed again and pulled my leg. I was no control that's why I fall onto his chest.

damn im on his chest

how lucky i am today

without Taehyung, and just with this handsome guy over here

"You called me a dumbass? Well it's good for you to hurt your boobs." he laughed as I smacked his chest. He pulled me into a tight hug as my face was buried into his chest. His perfume just smells like a bunch of flowers as I obviously sniffed his shirt, on his chest.

"You smeeeell soo niccceeee.."

"I know. I know. Stop smelling. It tickles." He was squealing now like Eonseok as I keep smelling his shirt. "Hahaha... Stop i-it hahahahaha– I said stop it." he grab my shoulder and stared right through in my eyes. He was serious now and my fear was escaping through my face.

i love serious yoongi

"W-what"

"What's with that fear? You look even more funny when you are afraid." he again laughed as I decided to kiss his cheek. I got up and sit back at the couch. I noticed him touching his cheek where I kissed, on the corner of my eyes. "What was that for.." I heard he mumbled.

"To make you stop from laughing at me."

It wasn't about that lame excuse. I am really admiring his face causing me to kiss him on the cheek. Luckily, it's just on the cheek because it's too thrilling if I kissed him on the lips. This story would ended faster.

He's still touching his cheek, widening his eyes while I keep on smirking.

omg Yoongi why are you doing this to me

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The day of the flight~

"Yaay!! We're going to Seoul!!" The child excitedly jumped through his seat.

I am finally going to study and focus on reading. I really love reading over my dead body and I swear, I couldn't live without studying when test comes. Yoongi put on his earphone on his ears while Eonseok is sitting on my lap.

"Are you ready?" I asked Eonseok as he smiled and nodded. Our seat is on the window seat so that he will watch the view when the airplane fly.

As it started to fly, Eonseok got really excited and place his hands though the window. I happily grin watching him like that.

To be honest, mostly parents are saying that it's hard to take care of a child. But for me, it's not. It's just hard and scary when you gave birth to a child. That's my worse nightmare. That's why I don't want to have a boyfriend since Taehyung is really strict about that. And love him no matter what.

But Yoongi just made feel different. All of my thoughts were just a joke but why am I taking it so serious? Am I liking him?

No you're not Dani. You're not. You don't even know what does love mean. Except for Eonseok, who just made me feel like his real mother. I feel so overwhelmed about that.

"Eomma we're at the sky!! I can see a cloud!! Wow!" The child jumped up and down as I just smiled and laugh at his childishness.

"Look Eonseok, Appa is sleeping. He doesn't know what 'fun' is." I mumbled over his ears. He mumbled over my ears as well and whispered at me to scare him. I said no because it's bad but he said it's fun.

"Ahhhh!!!!" Eonseok shouted as I close his mouth because it caught everyone's attention. Some of them are laughing, some are glaring. Yoongi suddenly wake up and flinched. He groaned as the both of us silently laughed at ourselves because of his face.

"Aish you two." he spoke and went back to sleep. This time he put his head on my shoulder causing me not to move. Eonseok got tired and laid on me instead. The both of them made me as if their beds.

aish im tired.