Authors POV.
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"You're not pouting." Yoongi states with a blank face, staring right into the camera.
Y/Ns lips pout as she cutely looks up into the camera.
"I'm sowwy Yoongi oppa!!" She says, and cups her face in her hands.
Yoongi looks down at his feet, slightly flustered.
God she's cute, he thinks.
His face heats up when he finally gained the courage to look back up at her.
She was close to the camera, blinking with a confused look on her face.
"Why were you looking at the ground? Was there a rat or something?" She asks.
"Y-yeah..." He answers, and runs a hand at the back of his neck.
"You look hot." She says.
Yoongi's eyes widen with shock as he gets even redder.
"H-hot?!" He spits out, trying to maintain his cool, but that's long gone.
It takes Y/N some time to realise why he is freaking out.
When it hits her, her eyes join Yoongis and become enlarged.
She quickly moves away from the camera and almost falls o her swivel chair.
Yoongi lets out a nervous chuckle.
"What I meant was um that y-you uhm looked hot BUT NOT THAT HOT as in like you know the sun hot where it's like a sweaty and humid hot not that I called you hot well I'm not saying you're not hot becuase you are and I'm going t-to shut up now-" Her face reddened with every word that left her mouth. She buried her face into her hands as Yoongi laughed at her.
He regained his confidence and swag seeing her like this.
"You think I'm hot, do you now?" He says with a sly smirk in the corner of his lip.
She nods, head still in hands.
He leans in closer to the camera.
"Baby I can't see your face. Let me see you beautiful."
She removed her hands from her face, ending slamming her hands clumsily onto the phone, resulting in it to fall over and end.
She lets out a long groan of frustration.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Y/Ns POV
One week later and no one has texted in the group chat. You've been starting to get curious, so you decided to text a simple 'hi'.
YumYum: hi
...
A day passed, and not one notification from your phone.
Whenever it beeps with a notification, you throw yourself at it, but then realise it's nothing important.
It's not them.
You decide to let them have another day to answer, I mean, they are probably busy with their career?...
YumYum: Guys? Are you all okay?
No replies.
Unseen.
Why aren't they talking?
You have the urge to throw your phone out of the window, but you don't.
You sigh, and flop down on your bed.
Your phone vibrates, but it's obviously not them.
You put it on silent without checking the notification, then go to sleep....
You wake up to the smell of burning.
Your initial reaction is to fall off the bed, which is what you do. You look towards the smell of the burning, and to your luck, you see no fire.
Then you realise where the smell is coming from......your phone.
Sorry it's so short!!!! I'm so tired right now aishhhhhhhh. Love you all~ I'm out ;-;
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FanfictionA drunk-ass chat that involves a girl named Y/N and the seven members of BTS. *cough 100% normal*