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"Hey Yoongi, can you hold my hand?" I asked.
He suddenly turned his head towards me, not facing the ceiling any longer.
"W-wait, are y-you serious?"
"Oh it's fine. I'm sorry I said that anyways, just forget I said th-"
"With honour" he said. As I turned my head to face him too, I noticed his smirk. I then felt a bigger hand indulging mine in a tight embrace. I don't know what got in me but I suddenly felt heat rising in me and my eyes demanding to look away. And Fast.
"You're ears are red."
"O-oh real-lly? What may have caused that?" My eyes started moving around, looking everywhere but his face.
"I don't know. Maybe it's hot in here? Oh wait, it's because I'm here, right?"
"Oh hell no! I mean, that's obviously not the reason. You're so silly to even think that." I snorted.
"Of course I believe you" he said, yet again with his sarcastic tone. This guy really can't have a decent conversation without being sarcastic.
"Hey! It really I-isn't! Plus, I'm straight." I might have slipped that out from frustration. And I have a feeling of what's coming next.
"Straight?! Oh please! That pride necklace of yours? Or the way you walk? That shit ain't straight my friend. Ask me." He started chuckling, pointing at himself at the last phrase. I suddenly felt the heat rising to my cheeks.
"W-well it's not like you're straight either! Plus, I wouldn't date a grumpy guy like you anyways, hm" I huffed, maybe with a slightly visible pout. Ok. Too visible.
"Aww look at that baby pout" he started mimicking me. That tease..
I then acted as if I was mad and got up to leave. But Yoongi didn't follow me? That's weird. In movies, the boy always followed. Even he did.
I then looked back to find a very relaxed Yoongi lying on the floor and smirking so darkly. I turned my whole body and gave him a questioning look.
"You got a nice ass down there."
"W-what the HELL?!?" My cheeks turned a very deep shade of red at this point. Compared to a tomato, I was blood red.
" hey calm down, I'm just joking. Maybe not. But anyways, don't expect me to go after you. I'm too lazy, plus, I know you're not really mad. I told you I can read through you." His smirk eventually turned into a thoughtful smile.
"W-well don't talk about my butt again. And..just...b-bye." Dammit I was so awkward!
"Hey! I want a hug before you leave.."
My eyes then started widening. How should I tell him?! He would hundred percent think I'm either a freak or a moron. I mean, who doesn't like hugging people?
