Welcome back to me!
Y/N push the key through the keyhole with one hand while the other tightly gripped on her luggage. A moment of rattling, then the door peeked open and revealed a dark room.
A light footsteps of heels clicking through the quiet space, echoed in the space.
As soon as she turned on the light, a medium sized apartment was revealed and she walked further in, taking off her heels with Yoongi trailing behind with his own luggage like a lost child.
Y/N made her way in, enhaling the scent of her cosy apartment once again. The apartment wasn't too large nor too small. It's just- enough. With a medium size living room, a bedroom door by the end of it.
There was a corner that was located beside a sliding door to the balcony, consisted of working table, papers and so on. The sketch of clothes design that hung by the corkboard there immediately informed any viewers that it's Y/N's working place.
On the other side of the space, there was a small kitchen with a not so long counter, with two chair placed by it, saperating the living room and the kitchen.
"The rules is simple. My room, my space. Strictly no invading. You -" she pointed her index finger towards Yoongi who still look like a lost child.
"You take the couch. Consider this your room. " she said while moving her arm making invincible shape of circle trying to point Yoongi the living room area.
"The couch?" He asked.
"Aha. I know you're overwhelmed. There's no need to thank me, but if you insist then..you're welcome." Said her, waving her hand in mockingly grace while dragging her luggage towards her bedroom.
"Wait."
"What? I've said it! No need to say thank you." She turned around facing Yoongi who's currently taking off his sweater and revealing his black t shirt underneath.
"So you mean, I got this living room for myself? And this living room is MY space?" He asked. Mentally holding the word 'my'.
"Yeah yeah. Whatever. " And she went directly to her room, definitely missed the different mischievous look on Yoongi's face.
My space? I gonna make that more than obvious.
*****
"What...the...hell..." there stood Y/N, in her dress pijama with a smiling bunny on it, hair tied in a messy - mess bun and her feet covered with bunny face fluffy sandal, tapping on the wooden floor.
Right before they went to her apartment last night, they had dinner, and thus after the simple rules making session, and she went inside her room, she hasn't been out from it.
Totally oblivious on how the man she married for almost a day actually masked his innocence.
When she said 'consider this your space', she literally wasn't expecting a real space of him but it seems like Yoongi took that rule way too serious. Really.
And that's what she came to as soon as she woke up and trying to get herself something to eat for breakfast.
There, Yoongi lied on his front on the couch, with his head dangling from it, blankets literally just hanging by the end by his feet and his pillows, one- lying on the carpet in front of the couch and the other one lying tirelessly behind the couch.
There was his luggage by the coffee table, open to the world, and his laptop beside the couch still on, attached with headphone and books and pens with it.
Y/N swore she never took a breath that deep before. Trying to sustain herself from exploding.
"Yah!" She kicked the couch.
"Yah!!" She kicked it harder and Yoongi still snoring his soul out, his head dangling further to the front.
"YAH!!!" And she hit him hard on his head using the pillow that was on the floor, and by reflect from he sudden shock, Yoongi fell off the couch with a grunt and still in daze, mind setting in between the realm of dream and reality.
"Huh? What?" Asked him with eyes half closed. And by the look he was going to continue his sleep on the floor right then anyway.
"What the hell have you done?" She asked with voice definitely filled with irritation.
"What do you mean?"
"the living room is a whole mess with your stuffs and where the hell you stole all my pillows?!"
"The... other room.....?" He sleepily replied, pointing to the other room by the other corner.
"You're tresspassig my space!!"
"Urm excuse me ma'am, as far as i remember, you said 'your room' -is your space. I don't remember any other space included or stated."
"Urgh! Just-shut-up!!" She said in between hitting Yoongi with a pillow and storm away from the living room.
****
Three days passed, and they haven't talk to each other- yet. Despite being hit with pillow, Yoongi still with his way, he invaded every single corner of the house except her room.
And Y/N- she lost the will to yell at him for another time. Yeah, he was disguise in innocent unrebellious fake mask.
"Do you got your outfit ready? we are going to my parents' house." That's the first greeting after 3 days from her to Yoongi who was lying on the couch with a bowl of popcorn put on his belly, and watching television.
Y/N grimaced. Have anybody ever see him this way?
"For what?" He asked while dipping his hand into the bowl and bring popcorn to his mouth, some drop onto his clothes and the carpet on the way and his eyes still fixated onto the television.
This was her own mistake for setting up rules without making more rules after that. So she have to suck it up.
Oh my poor carpet. that was imported.
"We are going on a suicide mission." A sly smirk plastered on her face.
"Really?" He turned his gaze towards her, clearly dumbfounded.
Why is he so dumb?
Y/N can't help but to smack herself on the forehead real hard.
"Idiot. Go get ready quickly, we are going to my parents house for family dinner in an hour." Y/N then left the living room, making her way straight into her own room.
There's no way she's going to just stand there again and keep watching how that dumb man keep ruining her imported carpet.
"ONE HOUR!!!" She yelled from inside her room.
"Yeah yeah, whatever."
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FALLEN PETALS 《MYG FANFIC》
Fanfiction"I think I like you." He said. "No doubt, as I expected ." She replied. . . . "And I also think, that I like you too."
