soft - m. yoongi

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I immediately shot up.

I realized it was all just a dream.

I released a breath I didn't know I was holding.

I touched my side and noticed it was empty.

Yoongi had left.

I sighed.

I got up and did my routine and went downstairs to cook breakfast.

I heard whistling as I opened my bedroom door.

I approached the kitchen and saw Yoongi in a kumamon apron.

I giggled.

He heard me and turned around and smiled at me.

"Hi! I made you breakfast!" He gestured to the small counter where I usually eat.

"You.. Prepared all, this?" I asked, impress.

"Yep." He said, proud.

"What are you waiting for? Go eat!" He pushed me to the counter and I laughed at his cheekiness.

Though, I wish it would have always been like this.