falling in love with you again // bts min yoongi

[4]

-Micha's P.O.V-

We arrived at the house Kyungsoon rented for me and all I could do was just stare at it in awe.

"I knew you would like it!" She said proudly, unlocking the door with the keys

"I don't think I can live without you Kyungsoon," I pinched her cheeks and ran in before she could pinch me back.

We sat on the smooth leather couch as she took out her checklist once again.

"I've got so many things to update you on but long story short, I bought you a phone and on the inside, there are all their phone numbers so you can hit them up anytime," she took out a phone from her pocket and shoved it in my hands.

"Okay but the thing is, I don't even want friends, having you is enough!" I thought of a random unconvincing excuse to return the phone to her.

"But Kyungsoo, don't you remember him?" She scrolled through the contacts and pointed to his name.

"Kyungsoo?"

"You really don't remember? He was the boy you secretly liked in primary school?" She pointed out as she tried to search him up on social media.

"Oh I remember, Do Kyungsoo?" I asked and she nodded, showing me his photo.

Liking him was a lie, I was pressured to tell my friends who I liked, because apparently, not having a crush was not cool. So I just said Kyungsoo, since he was the only guy I interacted with back in primary school.

"Kyungsoo has always liked you and he really wants to make a move now that you're here," she explained.

I sighed in frustration, "I never really liked him that way."

"So, all of that was just a lie?"

"I- Give me some time, I need to think about this, I'll be back soon." I said to her and left the house.

I sighed and decided to get some coffee, like what I do whenever I'm stressed. When I arrived there was a crowd of people and most of them had phones or expensive looking cameras. Out of curiosity, I stood on tippy-toes and took a quick look.

It was him! Almost immediately, I turned my vision towards something else and tried to escape quietly.

"Kim Micha, why are you running away from
me?"

-Yoongi's P.O.V-

When will she call me?

It was the the only thing that has been in my mind since that day. I continuously to take my phone in and out of my pocket, waking up at 3am to check if I've missed any calls. But all I've been getting is nothing. It's unusual, the fact that I want to get to know who she is so desperately.

I sighed as I put my phone back in my pocket and walked towards the members to practise our new dance. During our break, I had to go buy coffee for the members because I lost a game of rock paper scissors.

As I walked on the streets, people were noticing me despite of my 'full coverage' outfit and they were still there when I ordered my coffee. When I turned around to try to leave, I caught a girl looking at me.

I knew it was her.

She started walking away and I tried to follow, but due to the amount of people in my way, there was no way that I could even get to her.

"Kim Micha, why are you running away from
me?" I yelled out. She must have heard me because she stopped for a split second, but she continued speed-walking so I had to force my way out.

"Stop running away!" I grabbed her wrist and spun her around. I was aware that everyone was now watching us and some may have taken a few photos, but I didn't care. I pulled her out of the coffee shop and started running limitlessly.

"Let me go!" She said, her breath was unstable and I was starting to get tired too. "You're going to be in trouble with your manager and company!"

"I just want some explanations here, why haven't you called me?" I asked.

Maybe she's really not a fan, I mean, who wouldn't take this as an advantage to get close to their favourite idols?

"I have the rights to not explain anything," she replied sternly.

"I will leave you here if you don't give me a satisfying explanation."

"I didn't have time okay and plus, why should I call you? You're not my dad," she muttered harshly.

I laughed and loosen her wrist. Now that I'm this close to her again, I could finally see her even more clearly. There was really nothing that special about her, except for the fact that she's barely 5 feet tall.

I've also realised she would look back at her backpack every now and then as if there's something very expensive in it.

"So what's in your bag? Ex-boyfriend's love letters?" I asked out of curiously to lighten up the mood but panicked the next second as I saw tears forming in her eyes.