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Chapter 3

°°°°°°Clary's POV°°°°°°°°

I wake up feeling something warm and fluffy over me, I look around and start to freak out because this is Not my apartment. I look around, slightly panicking, when I remember that I'm in Yoongi's apartment. I start to settle down some, remembering all what happened yesterday. I can't believe I fell asleep well what did you think was gonna happen when you grabbed that super fluffy pillow you dumbass you set yourself up. I sigh and get up grabbing my phone and checking the time, 10:24am. Haha not bad I thought it was later, normally I am a late sleeper. I fold the blanket that Yoongi must have put over me while I was sleeping. I smile slightly and start to look around for him, wondering if he is up yet. I head to the kitchen and he is not there. I look around maybe he left. Nahh I bet he is asleep, it is Saturday after all. I tip toe to his room, should I wake him up......... yea I'm bored. I open up his door just a crack and look at him to make sure he doesn't sleep naked or something. Thank goodness he doesn't, I quietly walk to him.....and stare. He truly looks amazing when he sleeps his face is relaxed and his hair sticks up in every direction in the cutest way. I giggle at his cuteness and start to shake his shoulders. He groans and turns around, murmuring something I couldn't hear. I sigh and jump on to his bed it's time to use the ultimate weapon.........I start screaming "GOOD MORNING DING DING DING..............BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH....GOOD MORNING BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH BAH" he jumps up, and screams and hits me with a pillow. I fall on the bed and laugh my head off, he looks at me for a second before asking "What are you doing in my bed yelling at me so early in the morning" I just laugh and say "I was bored and it's like 11:00 by now it's time to wake up, you should have seen your face!¡!" I laugh and eventually he let's out alittle chuckle. "Well then come on I mine as well cook breakfast since you just had to wake me up" I just laugh and crawl out of his bed and head to the kitchen. He follows behind me.

I sit on the stool and watch him as he starts to make some pancakes. He has his back to me so it's a perfect time to stare at him without getting caught. He has nice broad shoulders and the shirt he is wearing fits him perfectly, showing off his nice skin. I want to just walk over and wrap my arms around his waste and hold him forever. Oml what are you thinking you wierdo he's just a friend he probably has a girlfriend so forget it. I sigh and he looks over at me, "Do you like pancakes or what?¿" he says with a grin, "of course I do" I say with a laugh. I get up and go to his fridge and look around until I see some bacon I pull it out and get a pan and start to cook beside him. "Oh you don't have to help I got it" he says looking at me shyly, "I like to cook and besides you will take to long" I say with a grin. He laughs "oh really impatient are we" I just grin and start to cook the bacon. We sit in comfortable silence, until I start to play my music. Him and I already know we like the same music so its know surprise when we both start jamming out to Havana, singing at the top of our lungs. We laugh and our shoulders brush against each other, I blush and feel a slight tingle in my arm from where his brushed mine. Oh lord what is this boy doing to me I look over at him to see him slightly blushing. I look away and grin, wondering why he is blushing. Breakfast is done so we fix our plates and he gets us some chocolate milk. We sit down at the bar and eat in comfortable silence while my phone plays some piano music. Yea I have that on my phone, as you know I'm a dork. After were done I help with the dishes and then we look at each other, "so now what do you wanna do" he asks looking at me. "I don't know, I don't have anything I'm supposed to do today"
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Oh kool you wanna hang out with me then?¿" he says looking hopeful, I chuckle to myself, aish this boy will be the death of me, "sure what do you wanna do"
"We could watch a movie theres a redbox close by in dollar general". I know the one he is talking about, me and my friends go to it all the time. "Yea, but let me stop by my house first, I need to change." We start walking towards the door, "ok" when we reach my door I let him in and I hear him gasp I turn around afraid something was wrong, when I see wonder on his face. "What, is something wrong?¿" I ask worried,he looks at me and says, wonder in his voice, "your apartment is amazing, did you do this yourself" I blush and nod he smiles and walks around admiring all my decorations. My apartment is the same build as his with a kitchen on the left and bedrooms to the right down the hallway. My living room has a comfy couch that's light colored , with a TV in front and a circle foot table with a fuzzy black rug. My walls are painted a dark blue color, with splattered white paint to look like a galaxy with streaks and shooting stars that cover the walls and ceiling. Just like him I have a piano, I have it right against the wall by the window where the window seal is the i have decorated with flowers i painted on and vines and a little string of lights around so i can read. In the kitchen the walls are a lighter color and I have a table with a few chairs with soft plushly cushions. My couch has a lot of cuddly pillows and my Harry Potter fuzzy blanket thrown over the chair beside my couch. He looks at my walls and all the paintings I have hanging up. "Did you paint these as well" I blush, "yes i like to paint if you can't tell" he looks over at me with a huge gummy smile that I'm starting to love, "it's so beautiful Clary" I just grin I show him to my room and he grins. My room is painted just like my living room only the stars have glow in the dark paint, I have fairy lights surrounding my bed and a whole wall for my bookshelves with hundreds of books all alphabetically organized on there. On the other wall i hung up more of my sketches and pictures of my friends and family. In the corner I have my desk with a computer and all my drawings and lyrics i work on put away neatly in the drawer. My guitar is by my bed side. He admires my room looking at each drawing and sketch. "You have an amazing talent Clary, these are truly incredible" I blush even more and grin "thanks really but there nothing special", he just stares at me like I'm crazy. I look away, "hey so I kinda have to change so......"I trail off waiting for him to get the hint, "oh of course" he says blushing and walking towards the living room, I laugh and close the door and change into some comfy clothes and head to the bathroom to wash up and brush my hair and teeth. I look in the reflection, gosh your looking horrible today the little voice says in my head, I sigh and walk out knowing I can't do anything about it. I walk in to see him hugging my pillows on the couch, I laugh silently at him and he looks up and grins, "you ready to go" I ask as he gets up. "Are YOU ready im the one who was waiting for you" I laugh and hit him on the arm "yea yea, come on let's go get a movie now" I grab him by the arm and drag him out the door, "impatient as ever" I hear him say under his breathe with a slight chuckle. I just walk faster until were outside. I let go of his arm and we start walking towards the dollar store. I start humming a tune stuck in my head, voices by stray kids, and he listens quietly admiring my voice. I look over at him and grin and he smiles back,
"So you like to play the piano and guitar?¿" "yes there my passion, I hope to become a singer/musician one day I love to perform" I look over at him blushing slightly, embarrassed. He stares at me solemnly "I think you can do anything you set your mind to Clary, and your voice sounds really nice" I blush even more and smile, "thanks Yoongi". He smiles, "no problem Clary". We walk in comfortable silence the rest of the way, each of us thinking about the other, wondering what will happen.