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The next day, Yoongi awoke, and immediately realized that his surroundings smelled like peaches and honey.
He sat up, looking around the room. He had moved to a room the farthest away from the garden, trying to escape the sweet, (but pleasant) smell.
"Don't you think it's weird it smells like peaches and honey 24/7?" Yoongi had asked Namjoon while they ate takeout together. Namjoon shrugged, slurping up his noodles noisily. Making a face, Yoongi wacked his arm.
"C'mon, you're hiding something from me, I can tell." Namjoon made a, "mHmHnfnk." sound, which Yoongo roughly translated it to, "fuck you no."
"I have the worst friend." Yonge snapped, standing abruptly and throwing his garbage into the trash.
"Lol." Namjoon replied, then he went back to his noodles. Growling lightly at his useless friend, he stalked out of the kitchen. Just then, the door bell rang, and Yoongi rushed to go get it.
It turned out to be the cleaning guys.
And so for the next few hours, Yoongi had to listen to the sounds of vacuuming and harsh scrubbing. Eventually he shut himself into his slightly messy studio to work on a little project he had started and let Namjoon deal with the money and paperwork.
After he heard the front door slam shut, Namjoon poked his head into the room.
"You can come out now you know." He said, stepping in a looking at what he had on the computer. Yoongi flicked him away.
"Go look at your own stuff." Namjoon huffed and trudged to his own equipment, flipping open his computer and typing in the password.
"Why are you so prickly today?" Namjoon asked. Yoongi stuck his tongue out at him and gave him the middle finger. "You won't tell me."
"Tell you what?"
"The secret." At this Namjoon laughed, making Yoongi pour angrily. Wiping his eyes with the back of his hand, Namjoon leaned back, crossing his arms over his broad chest. "All you gotta do is get your lazy butt out of that chair and go to the garden.
"Fuck you."
Out of pure spite, Yoongi nudged off the power button on Namjoon's computer.
"But seriously, why won't you go to the garden?" Namjoon asks, when Yoongi emerges from his room to get a drink of water.
"What do you mean, why?" Yoongi replies. Namjoon squints at him. "Why not?"
"If my aunts room smelled that sweet, it'll be fucking diabetes out there." Yoongi replied flatly, before leaving and shutting himself in his studio again. Sighing, Namjoon leaned back in his chair.
"Why are you even here if you're just going to waste away in there?" He mumbled.
Sitting in his studio, Yoongi flipped a pen around his fingers, staring absentmindedly at his computer screen. He just couldn't get this one part right, and it sounded strange no matter what Yoongi tried. Sighing, he brushed his bangs out of his eyes and stood up, his back cracking as he inhaled and exhaled.
He really needs to rest and take a breather.
Opening the door a bit, Yoongi could see that Namjoon had cleared away the dishes and plates they used for eating the takeout. God save the man, Namjoon could only cook Chilli.
There wasn't a real reason to why Yoongi didn't want to go to the garden. He was being plain difficult, especially to Namjoon.
He enjoyed making the other suffer.
Distinctively, he could hear the shower being run, and decided to play a little prank in revenge of being forced to eat Chili. Yoongi knew there was a window in the bathroom, and knew that his friend was a big coward. So grabbing a rubber chicken, he opened the door leading to the garden and stepped out.
Strangely enough, it didn't smell like much, so that disproved Yoongi's theory of the sweet smell coming from the garden. The garden was slightly overgrown, which surprised Yoongi quite a bit. He had expected it to be wild, as he didn't think anyone came here to clean it up.
Did Namjoon do it then?
Yoongi shook his head, because it was damn impossible for Namjoon to be the one doing it. The man was terrified of all sorts of insects that could roam in the garden. He wouldn't even go near one.
"It's like a death trap, Yoongz," Namjoon had said to him one time when they had passed by a park famous for its gardens. "Just thinking of all those critters crawling up you sends shivers down my spine."
Shrugging, Yoongi made his way across the garden, walking towards the wall the had the bathroom Namjoon was in.
Unfortunately, it was on the other side of the mansion. Sighing, Yoongi trekked lightly on his feat, the grass tickling his ankles, making them itch.
From the corner of his eye, Yoongi could see something flitting his view, and he took it for a butterfly of some sort. Aren't butterflies everywhere in gardens?
But it kept following him, and now Yoongi could see that it had sparkles of glittery dust following it, and what the heck?
Turning around abruptly, Yoongi was full on prepared to see a butterfly and tell himself off for being gullible.
He didn't expect to see a five foot tall person in front of him.
"Who the fuck?!" Yoongi yelped, stumbling backwards and squeezing the chicken tightly in his hand. It squeaked weakly.
The person, (or fairy?) squinted at him, crossing its arms and pouting.
"Who are you?" Yoongi started at it incredulously. "Excuse me?" The little person narrowed its eyes at him.
"Who are you?" The little person asked again. Finding his voice, Yoongi snapped, "I live here."
"That's bullshit." Yoongi choked from his spit. It was strange seeing someone tiny swear. "What???"
"Are you deaf or something?" The little person asked again, coming in closer to hover in front of Yoongi's nose. Going a little cross eyed, Yoongi shook his head.
"Wha-? No!" He yelled, swatting the fairy from his face. The fairy dodged his hand and settled on top of his head. "You don't live here. Areum does." Yoongi huffed. "That's my aunt. And she died two years ago." This made the fairy freeze.
"What?" It asked hoarsely, and it flirted down so it was face to face with Yoongi again. "She's dead?" Yoongi nodded, and he watched the fairy like creature fluttered to the ground, looking limp.
"I can't believe it." The creature whispered. "She was perfectly fine the last time I saw her." Yoongi nodded, watching the creature curl in in itself. "It was too fast."
After a few moments of tense silence, Yoongi spoke up. "My name is Min Yoongi. What's your name?" The creature lifted its head and wiped its eyes.
