I've heard that you like me? | yoonkook

I've heard that you like me?

A/N: I had this idea sitting on my drafts folder for about two years and recently I was thinking I should go back to writing some yoonkook instead of just yoonkookseok, so I rolled up my sleeves and decided to finally work on it. I loved writing it so I hope you like it too!

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The loud bang of his front door closing stirred Yoongi awake. He sat up on his bed, yawning and rubbing at his still closes eyes. He pried one eye open and reached for his phone on the bedside table. The sun was barely peeking through his window and the time displayed on the device's screen, a blaring 6:45 am, confirmed his suspicious, it was too damn early to be awake.

He grunted, flopping back onto the bed and staring at the ceiling with his hands clutching tightly at his blanket as if trying to summon Morpheus or some other entity to knock him out again. Unfortunately that didn't bring him any results, his sleep had already been disturbed and all the remnants of sweet dreamland had left him along with whoever had left the apartment.

Oh. Right. Back to what caused his predicament. Jungkook. The younger had a thing for jogging in the mornings, similar to other active people (Yoongi couldn't relate), and Yoongi still wasn't used to this habit of his.

In his defense, Jungkook had only been living with him since his last breakup, which happened around a couple of months prior. Jungkook's relationships never lasted long, ranging from a few weeks to a couple of months to maybe half a year at best. This last one, however, contrary to all odds, had lasted for a surprising two years and ended with Jungkook being kicked out of the apartment he shared with the guy.

The reason for the breakups was usually the same, Jungkook wasn't really looking for something serious, he liked the person, sure, but he didn't really love any of them, so after a while there wasn't really any point on being together anymore. Sometimes the person involved shared the same sentiment, sometimes they didn't, and, in this particular situation, Yoongi suspected that that was the case.

Yoongi always questioned why Jungkook even went to the trouble of getting into relationships if he knew he didn't exactly like the person, he never dared ask, of course, afraid that the answer would contradict what he already knew and instead be something closer to "I said I didn't love the people I dated, but truth is I'm just not into commitment". But Jungkook was a nice and lovable person, so Yoongi simply assumed that if someone asked him to date them he didn't really have the heart to say no, or maybe he thought he could come to love them, although so far that hasn't happened yet.

Truth be told, Yoongi couldn't really blame the guy for falling for Jungkook. The younger was funny, sweet, focused, supportive, and a dozen more adjectives you'd expect and cherish on the person you'd want to spend the rest of your life with. And, by all means, laugh at him, because he, Min Yoongi, music producer, coffee aficionado and hand holding enthusiast, had fallen for Jungkook too.

Having known the younger for around ten years, give or take, Yoongi saw himself slowly going from wanting to be a good role model for the scrawny and shy middle school kid to wanting to spend his days cuddled in bed with the well-built and confident young man Jungkook had turned into.