Sunshine // 햇빛 // Yoongi x Hoseok

ii. light // 빛

{ trigger warning: mentions of blood }

{ if you're triggered by it, skip the part from 💫 to 🌟 }

[yoongi's pov; apartment no. 193; saturday]

"what has gotten into me?"

that's the only thought i had in my mind, holding my laptop on my lap at 6 a.m.

i didn't sleep. at all.

i kept on typing and typing into that 'notes' file without a sign of stopping, making my fingers become numb.

a lot of nonsense in word form, mind you, but hey, it's still something.

i haven't had a sleepless night in ages. ever since i fixed my insomniac behavior, i've always shut my eyes in time and have slept well. 

tonight was an expection.

"i watch you from afar
as you sorrow over scars.
in a black & white room
like a flower, you bloom.

running from your eyes
like from the heavens up high
such beauty, such pain,
as i gaze at you, again"

"what are you doing up this early?" jungkook asks, popping his head into the living room and yawning straight afterwards.

i said nothing. i don't know how to even say it. is there anything to truly say?

"just woke up earlier than usual" i lied, not knowing what more to add and closed my laptop, as if there's the most embarrassing thing ever hidden there.

well. maybe it is.

"something woke you up?" he asked again, walking to the nearby fridge in the kitchen and instantly searching for breakfast.

if you're wondering about where we live, i got it for you: an apartment with one bedroom, bathroom and a joint kitchen & living room. not too shabby for two dudes who live off of part time jobs.

we have two separate beds, mind you. this ain't a romantic roommate situation. don't get any ideas!

"you could say that.." i sighed, answering the question nervously, for some reason.

if he asks one more question, i'm kind of done for. he can be a real curious cat when he wants to, and talking about this storm going on inside of my mind is not the time. not yet.

especially when i haven't had my morning americano yet.

"wanna go out and get some coffee? my soul needs it" i blurted out, putting away my laptop into the safety of my black bag.

"where though? to jimin's?" he asked, closing the fridge softly.

"of course. we'll get the cheapest coffee there as always, and some good breakfast as well" i answered, resting my head on my hand while looking at the brown-haired boy on the other side of the room.

"you've got a point. jimin always spoils us when we visit, so... let's go?" jungkook said, happiness radiating from his voice.

i simply nodded with a small smile on my face and got off the sofa, back into my furry slippers that help me slide into my room.

why walk, when you can slide, amirite?

i don't even know how i'm not feeling like a dead man walking after not sleeping the whole night but it's as if my mind found a light which kept me awake.