Floor One: This is just...Grape!

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Yoongi's sweaty palms brushed against several of the grapes in front of him as he scooted into a more comfortable position. If he was going to succeed in getting the grapes out of the container, he would need to use all of his strength. 

Not like he was weak or anything...

But it didn't help that the grape was large enough for him to fit inside of. 

"God...damn, why are these...so big...?" Yoongi huffed between his clenched teeth as he kicked a nearby grape.

His foot bounced back with an unpleasant crack as his ankle popped. He grimaced, but more at the sound than the sensation.

Trying again, Yoongi's leg pushed out harshly, unlodging the grape from its stubborn home. The purple fruit flying off another bouncy grape, escaping the container. Letting out a triumphant yelp of joy, Yoongi moved onto the next grape. 

"One down, at least 3 more to go-"

The next grape gave way easier than the last, causing Yoongi to stumble forward against the plastic container. Wincing when a part of his green leafy outfit ripped, Yoongi reached out for the torn part before it could be lost at the bottom of the container.

"Shit. Shit!" he spat on his arm and slapped the leaf to it, hoping it would stick with the natural adhesive. After he was sure it wasn't moving, he crawled towards the next loose grape.

Using his hands cautiously this time, Yoongi pushed at the grape until it shifted. A few wobbles later, the grape rolled off of its counterparts and spilled onto the fridge with the other two.

"Three grapes down--now I just need to-"

But he didn't finish his statement. The sudden buzzing that made the grape container vibrate forced him to swallow his words. His eyes flicked left and right nervously across the open fridge. The fly was no where to be seen.

Why was the grape container shaking then?

Anxiously, Yoongi crawled among the grapes to give himself a better vantage point of the fridge. Up by the lid, he was still unsure of the disgusting insect's whereabouts.

"Where...where are you...?" Yoongi whispered in the cold air.

As an answer, the lid of the grape container began to rise out of the corner of his eye. Horrified, the green clad college student whirled to see the gigantic fly under the lid of the open grape container. Rising up. The buzzing reverberated angrily in his ears; goosebumps prickled his arms. 

"Holy FUCK." Yoongi's teeth gritted as his body tensed up. He needed to move and to move fast.

With a grunt of effort, the terrified boy propelled two more grapes out of the container before diving. Diving wasn't a bad way to put it either, as Yoongi plummeted headfirst into the deep purple--hoping to avoid being a meal for the struggling fly.

Visible to Yoongi from behind his lifeline of stacked fruits were pulsing weblike wings and the awful scrape of insect against plastic.

BuuuuuuUUUUZZZZZZ!

"Stay there! STAY THERE! BEGONE FLY!"

But the fly didn't pay his words much heed as it rose up, the lid to the grape container flapping down. The fly positioned itself above the now closed grape container. It seemed angry that it missed out on a free meal. Yoongi knew that if the fly could speak english, it would probably be saying something along the lines of 'FUCK! How did that spinach leaf evade me!'

His heart leapt in two directions: relief and worry. Now that he was protected inside of the closed container, he wouldn't have to worry about that disgusting, elongated straw thingy-

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