"just let me drive him appa—"
"the lightning is hitting the road. you are not driving out in the storm!" his father slightly yelled.
namjoon gulped hard. "y-yes appa."
"we have a guest bedroom. he can stay there until the storm is done."
"yes appa." namjoon slowly bowed.
he walked out of the office that his father is in, seeing yoongi waiting outside of the office.
he quickly cleared his throat. "we uh..we have a guest bedroom that you can stay there for now. is that okay?"
"that's fine." yoongi nodded. "is your father okay with me?"
"he sees you as one of my friends." he mumbled. "are we..you know, friends?"
yoongi looked up at him, curling his brows.
namjoon just rubbed the back of his neck, disconnecting their eye contact.
"i-i'll show you the guest bedroom."
yoongi gulped.
are they friends?
"so, here's the guest bedroom." namjoon opened up the door, smiling softly. "it's not much but, it'll do."
"thanks." yoongi mumbled, walking into the room to look around.
namjoon grabbed the doorknob. "if you need anything, i'll be in my room. okay?"
"yes."
before namjoon even left the room, he slowly turned around.
"what?"
"we're friends." yoongi mumbled. "just..not close friends yet."
"okay. i'll be in my room."
namjoon closed the door, sighing softly.
"wait, yet?" he knitted his brows.
