▰ fake verity | m.yg

(10) a multi-tasking master

you slightly arched your back as you let out a tired sigh. you could feel your body slowly waking up, though you definitely didn't want to leave the comfort of the bed.

you tore open your eyes and looked over to your nightstand, where your alarm clock should be sitting. however, there wasn't any nightstand at all. you froze in the midst of your stretch, fully awake by now.

sitting up, your wild eyes scanned the room around you. a sinking feeling developed in your stomach as you realized this was definitely not your room. everything from the monotone of the room to the cologne scent of the sheets wasn't familiar what so ever.

oh my god, what did you do last night Y/n?

you then lifted up the covers in a flash to inspect your body, however you were still dressed. you let out a sigh and wiggled around a bit. you weren't sore or anything, you just felt normal if anything.

you looked around for any possible life forms, only to come face to face with the very apparent emptiness of the room. you sighed as you leaned back into the pillows. you let out a quiet hum as you relished in the comfort of the pillows and the slight scent of men's cologne. it almost smelt familiar.

the suddenly opening of a door had you closing your eyes and putting on your best sleeping face. if you were able to fool your mother, you sure as hell could fool whatever murderer put you in this bed. and besides, you didn't really want to wake up.

you became so focused on trying to look asleep that your practically forgot about why your were pretending to sleep in the first place. the shuffle of pillows from beside you barely registered in your head as your tried to slow your breathing. you felt tingles run up your body as it told you something was coming.

you let out a muffled yelp as a pillow came crashing down into your face. the pillow kept coming down in light hits, making you sit up as you cover your head, shouting in protest.

"get up angel. Seokjin said you have class in twenty," a familiar deep voice said from above you. you removed the pillow that you put in front of you for protection and looked up at him with wide, wild eyes. Yoongi stared at you frozen for a second before blinking and throwing the pillow into your face, scowling.

"why am i not in my dorm? where's Seokjin?" you question him as you began to remove yourself from the bed.

"well, i was gonna bring you to your dorm but Seokjin forgot to give me his key. i ended up having to bring you here," Yoongi explained to you. you nodded your head slowly as you processed the information in your head.

"where am i?" you asked as you found your shoes lying neatly beside the bed. you picked them up with two fingers and dangled them in your hands as you watched Lip Scrub open his blinds in one quick motion.

"in my dorm," Yoongi said casually as he looked out his window for a moment, enjoying the view. you looked over towards the bed beside his, which had a passed out Jimin in the sheets.

"why does he get to sleep in and not me?" you grumble as you watch Jimin peacefully snore in his blue sheets. he looked like a baby wrapped up in his blanket.

"cause he lives here you idiot. now get out before i get Seokjin to come haul you away with those finger tasers of his," Yoongi walked over to the dorm door and opened it wide. you gulped and waved your fingers in goodbye as you walked out. the door began to close, but you went to hold it open before Yoongi could slam it in your face.

"what is it now Y/n?" Yoongi grumbled, poking his head outside the dorm. you narrowed your eyes at him. raising your hand to his face, you slowly brought it up to his forehead before delivering a painful flick to his face.