Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
April 29, 2018
Yoobin awoke to the sounds of strong knocking against her window. Upset that her three o' clock "nap" was interrupted, she tried to ignore the persistent noise. However the annoyance ceased to stop, and eventually she reluctantly pulled the string on her bedside lamp causing the luminescent object to almost blind her. Groaning and barely awake, she managed to roll off her warm bed. Stuffing her feet into her cat slippers, she dragged herself to the window only to be jolted awake at the voice on the other side.
"Binnie it's me!"
"BamBam!?" Yoobin exclaimed, throwing open the window to see the boy practically hanging onto her windowsill.
Although it was late, the moon was bright and the usually pitch black sky was lighter than usual. Her mouth parted in slight awe at the sight of BamBam's mischevious smile, the silver moonlight bouncing on his cheekbones. Even though the shadows hidden under his bangs kept his big eyes shrouded, Yoobin already knew the dark orbs were shining with devilry.
A gust of wind shook the tree leaves and brushing BamBam's bangs apart, allowing Yoobin a view of his smiling chocolate eyes. On an instinct she smashed the window closed, standing in front of it motionless.
Her cheeks burned, as she took in her appearance. Since she was out sick for the past few days, she couldn't be bothered to take care of her looks. If anything the only things on her mind were food, medicine, and sleep.
"Wait my hand is slipping!"
Letting out a shriek, Yoobin threw the window open once more, and grabbed onto BamBam's arm, only to see a grinning face.
"Joking!"
"Just get in!" Yoobin huffed, before realizing yet again another important matter.
I'm not wearing a bra!
As soon as BamBam landed on solid ground, Yoobin shoved her palms over his eyes. Struggling on her tip-toes, she pushed BamBam out of the room and shut the door. Immediately she tore off her flimsy night gown, and slammed her legs into light denim jeans, and threw on a beige knit sweater over proper undergarments. Trying to look as causal as possible she pushed open the door handle, combing down her stubborn bed head with unsteady fingers.
BamBam was sitting down on the floor against the wall, and immediately got up. "What are you even doing here?" Yoobin hissed.
"I'm here to see how you're doing!" BamBam paid no attention to Yoobin's angry tone and scooped her into his arms in a tight hug. "Sorry, you got sick because of me."
And just like that all of Yoobin's pent up rage dissipated in an instant. The remorse in his gentle voice sent warning signals to her brain as she melted into BamBam's embrace. His face was snuggled into the area between her neck and shoulder, his warm breaths testing her sanity.
