sugar rush M.YG

ch.10

when I got home. I was freaking out.

"can you believe it tho?! he said he liked that I stared at him!"

I hear namjoon chuckle and jin's windshield wiper laugh in the background.

"i can't honestly"namjoon says.

"ha! dumb ass. you kept telling me if I kept starring it wouldn't happen!"

"fine, you got me"

namjoon is usually always right. booksmart right I mean, but when it comes to common sense he's not the best I geuss.

after I hung up the call with namjoon, I got ready for bed.

of course tho I couldn't sleep. I was to busy thinking about what happend today.

I can't believe he actually likes me back, this is the kind of thing that only happens in movies.

I wonder how this will go. will it be more than friendship? or will we not even stay friends?

I've always been scared of relationships, but after today it's made me even more scared.

I don't want to think he's a bad guy, but I can't help but think bad thoughts. you never know how someone is completely unless you get to know them, and even then you still may never know.

he could be a sociopath and I don't Fricken know because I'm to stupid to pick up signs like that.

he could be a cerial killer and have tons of rotting corpses in his basement that stink up the place, and I probably wouldn't be able to notice if he sprayed some fabreeze in the air.

and then he could probably be a normal fucking guy, but yet I'm over reacting about everything because I'm actually fucking stupid.

and then again all of these theories could be more than wrong.

I geuss I'll have to find out then.

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I woke up the next morning feeling excited. I got like three hours of sleep and yet I feel absolutely refreshed.

it's the thought of seeing yoongi without haveing to run and be scared of being stupid.

I jump out of my bed and scurry to the bathroom. getting a nice shower and taking the chance to try this new cinnamon apple body wash I just so happen to pick up the other day.

after I smell almost exactly like Apple pie, I brush my teeth and wrestle my hair with a mighty brush.

next thing you know, I'm slipping into some mom jeans and a winter sweater, but we can't forget those edgy checkerboard vans.

I open my door with a smile, but then right before me stands the very man I've been thinking about this whole time.

his hand raised in the air like a fist, getting ready to knock on my door.

we look at each other for a moment, a sweet silence passing by us like a spearmint breeze.

his ears slowly turn to the color of raspberries, while I feel my face heat up like a fire.

"I-I, do you want a ride?"he asks with a stutter, rubbing the back of his neck.

my heart beat speeds up, I can feel it in my finger tips.

"yea, sure"

he grins and moves back a bit, letting me walk out of my apartment and lock the door.

"so, how'd you sleep?"he asks as we walk down the steps.

"fine, you?"

"good, I slept good"

silence again as we walk to his car.

"you didn't sleep huh?"

"nope"

he chuckles at my response and walks ahead of me, opening the passenger side door for me too get in while a gummy grin rest on his features.

"wow, what a gentlemen"I say sarcastically.

"I am when I wanna be"

and that's more than true, he defiantly can have his moments.

those moments where he makes me feel sugary sweet, but then there's the moments where my lungs burn like tokies and I have to run like the wind.

once we're in the car it's super quiet.

honestly it's not very comfy, I'm nervous as hell and it just keeps getting hotter and hotter.

I can feel every bead of sweat that trickles down my arm, every wave of heat that rushes thru my body. I am truly nervous.

once we stop at a stop light, he sends me a few glances.

"you look uncomfortable"he says in a careing and raspy voice.

I look at him and nod my head, then instantly scold myself mentally for agreeing with him.

he lets out a chuckle and looks ahead as the light turns green.

"i like that your honest with me, but I want you to be comfortable around me, so what can I do to help?"

I shrug my shoulders, not to sure about what to do in this situation.

a few minutes pass and I still don't have an answer, so it seems as tho my simple shrug was plenty to let him know that I'm just as inexperienced as him.

"Y/N?"

I look at his profile while his eyes steadily watch the road.

"have you thought about us, maybe being more than friends?"

this causes my heart to pound, the temptation to just jump out the window becomes bigger than the crush I have on him.

"i-it's fine if you don't like that thought, I was just wondering-"

"yes, I have"I cut him off, not really knowing what's come over me.

I feel like since he spoke to me about his feeling twards me, then it would help us get closer if I spoke of mine twards him.

"but I'm still scared. I'm scared of dating."

"that's normal I guess"he sends me a reasuring grin. "what could I do to help your fear of dating?"

I let out a sigh.

"we could get to know each other better for starters"

"of course, no need to rush things"he smiles at me sweetly.

I watch as his veiny hand moves turn the radio, turning the dile with his bony fingers.

the more I look at his hand, the more I weirdly have the urge to hold it.

so I do something super stupid.

I slowly inch my hand closer to his, pushing my finger under his palm and feeling him flinch from the contact.

his hand is just as sweaty as mine as we finally intertwine out fingers.

"maybe we can give this a chance?"I question myself with the words I spoke.

"baby steps"

i smile at him.

"thats right, baby steps"

holding his hand felt clammy, of course, but it was relieving. I was over coming a ton of fears all at once.

when we got to the university and got out of the car, we were quick to bring our hands back together.

with every set of eyes that went out way, wether its jealousy or surpirse. I didn't let go.

and as I saw namjoons grin and jins sweet smile, I knew that I would be ok with this.

I'm ok with my sugar rush crush.

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the end.

(sorry for the sucky ending)