When the Moon Watches

A Need Awakens - 2

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Come to me my sweetest friend
This is where we start again

-Goo Goo Dolls

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Jina:

I tossed and turned all night, thinking of comebacks I could have said. At some point the attraction got the best of me and with the help of lucid dreaming I ended up having the best sex of my life with this guy I barely knew. I woke up tired and restless finding myself tangled in the sheets and Jaden gone as usual.

I showered and made coffee getting ready for a day full of classes and hopefully no time to think of him. Before heading to class, I went outside to walk Molly again, and I couldn't help looking over at my intriguing neighbor's apartment that was across the small lawn between our buildings. He was not outside, probably still sleeping after staying up most of the night. He was probably a loser, these apartments weren't exactly on anyone's must-have list. Still, I wondered what kind of job he had that he could have those hours. I was just curious. It's not like I'm stalking him or something. It's just that I had too much alone time to think. I can't believe I had a sleepless night thinking of this guy making me feel even more annoyed at him.

I was also annoyed at my boyfriend if I could even call him that at this point. When he wasn't in class, he was 'studying' with friends. We seemed to see each other less and less lately because of another deterrent to us being together, his part-time job as a waiter. He came home exhausted every day complaining that his feet hurt, and the only time we seemed to spend together was in bed before we both fell asleep.

That lonely time, before Jaden got home, was when I indulged in checking out my sexy neighbor from my kitchen window. It was an escape. I wanted a different life, I wanted to feel special, to be important to someone, to find my way and be happy.

My special person didn't have to be Min Yoongi, but if I was honest with myself he was what I wanted.

"How did he know?" I wondered. He never seemed to look my way. I was still angry at the way he had talked to me yesterday. How dare he think I was interested in him. If I see him today, I'm not even going to look his way. If he wants me, he's going to have to work for it.

I continued on my walk with Molly determined to enjoy the beautiful morning as the sun peaked out behind the trees lighting up the sky with pinks, and oranges blending into the mostly violet sky, ... the same color as his hair in the moonlight. I took a deep breath and felt relaxed.

"Good morning."

I heard a deep raspy voice behind me and turned. The protagonist of my thoughts was leaning against the building smoking a cigarette a few feet away. I hadn't noticed him there as he was standing in the shadows.

"Good morning," I returned the greeting without a smile, prepared to continue on my way as I had planned to ignore him. It was only to prove my point that I wasn't in the least interested. I lied to myself.

He started walking beside me to my annoyance. "What do you want?" I asked rudely, feeling the ire rising as he looked at me questioningly.

"You looked peaceful till I spoke. Are you angry with me?" He questioned.

"What do you think," was my ambiguous response.

He stared at me for a bit before answering. "I wanted to say I'm sorry."

I frowned at him, "go ahead," I said my heart thumping in my chest betraying that I was not the cool cucumber I was trying to portray.

He smiled a little at my apparent rudeness as if he found my displeasure amusing. "It must have been the beer talking. I apologize."

I didn't know what to think. He looked earnest this time although a little smile played on his lips. Suddenly, I didn't feel so triggered anymore. In the morning light, he looked even more beautiful and certainly harmless. At that moment I wanted nothing more than to forgive him and be friends.

"I accept your apology. I hope you won't speak to me that way again," I said.

Yoongi flashed me another smirk before taking another drag on his cigarette. Could he somehow tell that I was attracted to him?

"And don't blow smoke at me. I don't like it," I wanted to remind myself how annoying he had been last night.

"Okay, princess," he said, blowing the smoke in the other direction.

"I don't like you," I blurted like a petulant child.

"I'll be fine if you don't, cause I know you want me."

He turned and left disappearing into the building while I waited for Molly to finish his business. I didn't even have the satisfaction of having the last word, my dumbstruck mind losing the ability to talk. Why would he say that? It was like he enjoyed seeing me flustered.

I was fuming as I made my way back to my apartment thinking, 'who does this punk think he is! I'll show him how little I care about his hot little ass! He was not going to mess with me. If he thinks I'm going to fall for his bad-ass attitude, he's going to be disappointed.

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