LOVE MYSELF: YOU

Intruder

"What do you mean!?" Cristina exasperated.

"I meant what I said," she told her bewildered friend.

Y/N could hear her friend sigh loudly on the other side, probably contemplating if she should continue the call.

"Ok, how are you going to deal with this situation exactly?" Cristina speculated, weighing the options in her head.

"I'm not sure, but I know I'm staying home from school and work today at least," she figured, shrugging her shoulders.

Yoongi was already in a deep sleep and had no clue of this phone call.

The girl could hear meager intakes of breath coming from the boy, reassuring her that she'd done the right thing.

"I guess you could, but we have an exam tomorrow remember? How will you deal with that while taking care of the man or boy or whatever?" Cristina pondered.

This was getting Y/N more stressed than she already was with everything on her plate.

"Oh my! I forgot about that, but I can't just leave him! He's barely even alive at this point! He almost died!" she stated, pulling on her already messy hair.

"Okay, you stay at the house and take care of him while I go to school and take care of your work," Cristina settled, waiting for her friend's response.

"Okay, I'll do some work at home and you do homework," she joked, snickering.

"You and your annoying puns," Cristina sighed, chuckling a little herself too.

"You know you love me!" she told her friend, ending the phone call.

She then put her phone into her back pocket and peeked at Yoongi from the side.

"He's actually pretty cute!"  Y/N thought to herself as her eyes drifted to his crescent like eyes down to his adorable nose, staring at his smooth skin.

As she was admiring his body, he stirred slightly in his sleep, causing the girl to jerk her head in a different direction.

She was somewhat ashamed as her cheeks flushed red.

~Time skip to the next day~

It was 9AM and the pair in the house were both sound asleep.

Y/N rubbed groggily at her eyes as she finally woke from her uncomfortable "bed".

She had slept on a small couch in Yoongi's small living room with no fabric atop her to shield her from the cold that bit at her the whole night.

She had been cramped on the small piece of furniture, somehow still getting a peaceful sleep. 

She'd forgotten about the couch when she woke up as she rolled off of it, landing on the wooden floor with a loud thump which jolted the boy in his room awake.

He was instantly alert as he was unfamiliar with the loud noise coming from his living room.

He knew he had no guests over, not having many friends, and no one else stayed in the apartment apart from him. 

He tossed the still damp covers from his body and cautiously made his way out of his room. 

He could hear a groan coming from the other room, clearly a person to him at least.

He basically tiptoed into the space, peeking over the wall to see a stranger laying on the floor.

He could see that she was clutching her side, in pain from the fall.

The girl gradually got back onto her feet slowly, holding onto the couch for support.

"Wh-" Yoongi spoke before Y/N cut him off with an alarmed yell, pivoting on her foot to face the shocked boy. 

She breathed heavily as he stared at her in bewilderment. 

He studied the girl intently, his eyes sweeping over her features and analyzing them carefully.

He observed the bird nest atop her head, her slightly rosy cheeks, and her plump cherry like lips.

He observed her thin, blue striped pajamas with small potato like figures scattered over them, noticing that the shorts were barely covering her bottom and her shirt was very revealing.

He looked away immediately, a sparse shade of red covered his cheeks as he averted his eyes.

She hastily reached up to her messy hair, flattening it.

He glanced back at the intruder in disbelief and confusion.

His eyes swept over her body once more, looking a little angry to the girl who stood there awkwardly.

"Who are you?" Yoongi asked a baffled Y/N.

"Well, my name is Y/N," she told him, shaking her head as if to get her disorganized thoughts out. 

He motioned for her to continue with his hands, wanting to hear the full explanation.

"So, I may have saved you? You were bleeding in the bathroom and I came in. Also, why are you in my apartment? I thought it would be empty, but I guess not?" Y/N spoke, still sort of nonplussed.

"What are you talking about? This is my apartment!" he announced.

"This was meant to be my apartment! It said number 204 right on the door and I saved you from committing suicide so you should be thanking me!" she voiced, starting to become agitated.

Yoongi's eyes became wide as she said this, all of the events from yesterday flooding back to him.

"Oh," he spoke, looking down at his feet in shame.

The girl heaved out a sigh, regaining her composure. 

She straightened out her back, her breathing becoming steady once more.

"I-" she spoke before Yoongi cut her off.

"I'm-" he also spoke, looking at her awkwardly to continue.

She gave him a small gesture, communicating to him to go on with what he was saying.

"I a p o l o g i z e?" he pronounced in separate letters, dragging out the last letters into a question.

There was a short pause before the girl spoke again.

"Thanks I guess?" she uttered, puzzled as to why he wouldn't just say the words instead of pronouncing them.

They both stood there, stiff as Y/N rocking back and forth on her heels. 

"So..." she said, hoping to start a conversation.

"So..." he responded, extremely uncomfortable.

So this is the end of chapter 2 of this shitty story! Yay! Idk if any of you guys reached this point and didn't get tired of the story so far, but if you're reading this ILY!