Falling For It ✔️

Thirty

I was getting worried. The last time I had heard from any of the guys was last night. Jin sent me a picture of Namjoon straddling a flustered and angry Yoongi.

They must have really needed guys weekend and I'm so glad Yoongi went.

But I was getting worried.

They were supposed to have returned last night and when Yoongi didn't immediately call or text me I thought it was strange. But now it's 5pm on Monday and I was hardcore starting to panic.

On my drive home I called him over and over again with no answer. I went inside, fed Loca and didn't even bother to shower before I started making my way over to his house.

"Yoongi, baby, this is the 100th message I have left you. I'm worried. Please call me back."

I hung up but then dialed again until it went to an automated message stating that his mailbox was full.

Yeah because I was the one who kept calling him.  

Frustrated I threw my phone on the passenger seat. I had so many thoughts running through my head.

Is he sick?

Is he hurt?

Did something happen?

I pulled into his drive way and parked my car at the same time I opened my door. I can't even remember whether I pulled my keys out of the ignition. I parked behind his garage and ran up to the door. 

I knocked against the door. 

Nothing. 

I knocked again. 

Nothing. 

I started banging against the door shouting his name. "Yoongi?" 

Still nothing. 

I knew he had made it home, or else the front porch light wouldn't be on. He always leaving it on when he gets home. I moved my feet lifting the welcome mat to see the spare key he hidden under there. I used it to open up the door, and I saw that there were a few lights on inside, but only in the living room and hallway. I took a b-line to his bedroom opening up the closed door. The blackout curtains kept the room dark, but I could hear the heavy breathing and light snoring I was so used to hearing. 

I flipped on the side lamp by his door and saw him lying face down on his bed, his chest rising up and down from his breathing. He was facing towards the door and his mouth was open just slightly. 

I felt such a rush of relief and annoyance all at once it was overwhelming.

I couldn't help myself. 

"MIN YOONGI!" 

I ran over to him pulling the pillow from under his head quick so his head fell onto the mattress. I heard him groan but I started hitting him with the pillow with sharp whips.

"What the hell?!" I heard in a grumbly yet surprised voice. He turned his body to lay on his back and his eyes shot wide open.

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" I shouted. "I was so worried about you!" I kept hitting him now getting up on the bed and straddling him as I hit on his chest and his face. He tried blocking my hits but failed as I took different angles and direction. "I thought something happened to you! I was scared that you were hurt!"

Finally, he took me by my hips and rolled us so that I was pinned under him. I was still trying to hit him when one of his hands flew up and he jerked the pillow away from me and threw it across the room.