Getting Home.

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Yoongi seemed to suddenly snap out of his trance and glare at the other boys. "I tell you, do not? I need leave and bring Y/N to her home!" He snapped.

Namjoon held his hands up. "Woah, calm down, Hyung." He looked at me. "Sorry about him, he is very short tempered."

You stood up. "It's fine, I have to get home anyways. Thanks for the offer, though!" He nodded.

Yoongi grunted, and started to walk out the door without warning you. You quickly followed after him.

He yanked open his car door and sat it. "In the car." He called to you, still sounding angry. You winced. You didn't want to spend a car ride with an easily-angered Korean that you just met. You shuffled your way into the car. The car started running, and before you knew it, you were at your house.

You stepped out the car and waved bye, but Yoongi didn't even glance at you. Shrugging, you opened the door and walked inside. You went to your room, successfully avoiding your moms questions by just nodding and shaking your head, and you sat on your bed.

You pulled out your phone to start texting your friend, but something caught your eye. A random number had texted you.

"hello is this the y/n?"

(Sorry for the short chapter, to make up for it have this cute gif)

(Sorry for the short chapter, to make up for it have this cute gif)

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