Why Am I Not Enough? - p.j.m

you know i love you, right?

Da Yeon's P.O.V

2 weeks passed.

Things were changing. Sort of.

Yoongi brought me on 2 dates so far.

2 were enough for him to initiate many things. Clean and cute things.

"Good morning, princess." Yoongi greeted me as soon as I closed my locker, making me jump from the surprise.

He giggled, then ruffled my hair.

"Ah, I told you to stop doing that." I scowled at him and he only laughed more.

He loved it when I got angry.

"Homework at my place tonight?" Yoongi asked, and instantly, I tried to think of an excuse.

"Tonight?" I asked again, to buy some time for my thoughts to process.

Come on, think.

"I can't." I simply said.

"Why?" He tilted his head as he frowned.

Couldn't lie, it was cute.

"I don't know... I just think I'll have a lot of work to do." I heaved a sigh, "And you're a big distraction to me. I can't focus on my work when you're around."

He pouted, then leaned closer to me, "Please? I can help you with your work. And I'm supposed to tell you something important today."

Important? Oh no.

"Really..?" I hesitantly asked, and he nodded with a certain smile.

"Fine..." I reluctantly agreed, not knowing what I was getting myself into.

(SKIP)

Jimin
Seriously, if anything happens, call me.

I pressed the off button on my phone, then slipped it into my pocket.

I didn't get to reply Jimin because Yoongi was too close to me, and he could've seen the text.

"You can put your things there." Yoongi directed, and I placed my things by the table.

I turned around, and saw Yoongi, just closing the door of his room.

"So what's the important thing you were talking about?" I asked him as I plopped myself down on his bed, sitting up straight and staring at him, waiting for an answer.

He sighed, then sat next to me on his bed.

Then, he held my hands together, and stared straight into my eyes.

"You know that I really... Have grown to like you, a lot, right?" Yoongi started, and I awkwardly nodded.

"Guess so..," I replied, "What's the matter?"

"I just feel that we can take this to another level." He emphasized, and I scrunched my eyebrows together.

He couldn't be talking about what I think he is, right?

"As in, I feel that we can really start going out, as a couple." He said, and I felt a lump on my throat, "What do you think?" He asked, and as he did, one of his hands dropped to my thigh.

I looked down at it, and bit my lips nervously.

He was making a move.

"Y-Yea! I think so too." I softly said, before standing up, letting his hands off of my thigh, "And I think I should really do my work first."