Breathless.

5.

Y/N begins typing up her essay trying to turn it in before the deadline.

You yawn and go into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee, I need as much energy as I can get.

After the coffee is done you pour yourself a cup and head back into the living room to get started on your essay.

You sigh. All nighter it is. You muttered to yourself.

You had no idea why you were so distracted, you would type a few words and then start messing with your phone again.

Twitter is addictive. She think's to herself.

She sighs rolling her eyes clearly annoyed with the whole situation.

Once again you begin typing up your essay, when another Twitter Notifications pops up on your phone screen.

You sigh, slightly tossing your phone on the cushion next to you.

"Focus Y/N this is an important part of your grade. You cannot fail." You say, having a mental argument with yourself.

After focusing your mind to only your essay, words literally began flowing out of you.

You smile to yourself, I'll definitely have this done in an hour. You think to yourself.

After all writing was your speciality.

***

A hour passes slowly but surely and you are finally on your last page.

Almost done~ You sing as you continue to type fastly on the keyboard.

Y/N was on her second paragraph when there was a light timid knock on her door.

She sighed in annoyance and got lazily up from the Sofa and headed to the door.

"Who is it?!" She ask.

"Namjoon."

She rolls her eyes.

"What do you want?."

Namjoon slightly chuckles on the other side of the door.

He knocks again.

"I bought us pizza."

Y/N ears perk as she shrugs and opens the door.

Namjoon stood in the doorway in his suite and tie, with a box of pizza in his right hand and a paper bag in the other.

He greets you with a dimpled smile and a small chuckle.

"You're lucky I was hungry. Or I would not have opened the door for your annoying ass."

She says crossing her arms playfully.

Namjoon pouted.

"You are so mean."

He says, walking past her and placing the food on the small dining table.

The two sat down across from each other, as Namjoon opened the box to reveal her favorite pizza.

You smile and look up at your friend and neighbor.

"Pineapple Pizza is the best." You reply.

He grabs two plates from your cupboard and handed you one.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

"So what is the special occasion?."

You ask, grabbing a slice and placing it on your plate.

He smiles and does the same.

"There is no special occasion I was hungry and bored so I thought I'd stop by and have dinner and hangout for a bit."