sugar rush M.YG

ch.9

we got our popcorn and soda's, then walked to where the outdoor movie was playing.

already from the looks of it, I could already tell that it was some cheesy romcom, or atleast that's what I'm geussing.

"shit. I don't wanna sit thru some stupid romance movie"yoongi said with distaste.

I let out a chuckle as we got settled in our seats.

"we already paid, so you'll have to sit thru it"

"I paid, so technically I could leave when ever I wanted and you would have to come with me because I'm your ride home"

I shook my head, my eyes on the movie while he shoved some popcorn into his mouth.

"i could call namjoon to get me"I argue.

"yea? well since I'm in a good mood. I'll stay and watch the movie with you."

"thank you Yoongi. I feel honered"

he lets out a chuckle.

"you should, I don't usually do these things"

"what things?"

he shrugs his shoulders while his eyes rest on the projector I know he doesn't wanna look at.

"go on 'dates' with pretty girls"

I look at him with my eyes wide.

my question is why is he acting this way? I know for a fact I'm not the only girl who's liked him. I've seen tons of girls get rejected by him, so why am I the exception?

"why me yoongi?"

"why you what?"

"why did you all of a sudden want to hang out with me, out of every other girl who's liked you. why me?"

he looks at me with a smile full of amusement and curiosity.

this smile of his makes me scared of what I asked, or what his answer to what I asked will be.

I feel like all of my insecurities are showing. I feel like he can see right threw me and that maybe I'm just a simple game to him, but yet he is like a rubix cube to me. I wouldn't be able to figure him out even if I were einsteins reincarnation.

"you were to scared to say something"

I blink my eyes.

"huh?"

he chuckles. "you've always been to scared to say something, I liked that about you"

"w-why would that make you want to be around me? don't guys like confident girls?"

he shrugs his shoulders and looks away.

"some guys do I guess, but for me I geuss I don't. I don't think your not confident. It's just you never said anything to me, ever."

his eyes meet mine and his gummy grin settles to a sweet smile.

"all you did was stare"

my heart is in my throat, my cheeks burning like cinnamon and my body full of sugar.

why does he make me feel this way?

I'm confused about everything that he said. he thinks I have confidence? I mean sometimes, but that's not the point.

"and whats so good about that?"I question with disbelief. I'm already regretting this whole decision to come here with him.

"I like the way you look at me. it makes me feel like your not just in it for my looks, but that you want to learn more about me."

he sighs and looks away.

"at first of course I thought you were just some weirdo, but then everytime you looked away, I'd watch you, waiting for you to turn back at me so I could see you blush or watch you run out of the room. it was cute and interesting."

"really?"I ask.

"really"

his smile seems legit. his answer pretty legit.

maybe this isn't as bad as I was thinking.