•|𝑴𝒆𝒐𝒘✔️|•

𝕥ꫝⅈ𝕣𝕥ꫀꫀꪀ

(PLEASE READ THE NOTE AT THE END!)

"ARE YOU OKAY, Yoongi?" M/N asks, eyeing the cat in his lap warily.

The cat doesn't pick his head off of the boy's lap, and only licks his lips before saying, "I'm fine. I'm just tired."

M/N concludes Yoongi must be extremely tired if he was willing to sit in his lap for an extensive amount of time, (Yoongi hadn't moved in an hour, so M/N was confined to his bed the entire time), and the teenager shrugs.

"Alright."

Truth be told, M/N was more focused on what that man-Namjoon-was doing at his house the day before.

'What does he want to talk to me about? How does he know me? How do my parents know him? What does Yoongi have to do with any of this?'

There were too many questions rattling around in his brain that were getting left unanswered, and it was beginning to piss M/N off, frankly speaking. He hates being left in the dark, and he makes sure to let others know that. So, when his father had come back in the house after escorting Namjoon to his car, M/N immediately questioned him.

The man closes the door behind him with a low sigh, and M/N perks up on the couch and turns around.

"So?" M/N asks, making his father look over.

"So, what?"

M/N stands up, crossing his arms.

"What was that about? What did he want?"

As if remembering the fact someone else had set foot in his home even though Namjoon had just left, the man makes a noise of realization and nods.

"Oh, right." M/N's father licks his lips. "He only wanted to see how you were doing, he hasn't seen you in a long time."

"Is he a friend of yours or mom's?" M/N asks, tilting his head to the side.

"Something like that, I guess," the man confirms with a distracted hum.

M/N's eyes narrow at his father in suspicion, very certain that he and his mother were hiding something, but as the teen opens his mouth to call his father out, the man begins to walk away.

"Hey, wait!" M/N exclaims, his arms falling to his sides.

"Not now," his father promptly replies, shaking his head. "I have something I need to do first, I'll talk to you later, son."

"But-"

But, it's too late, and he walks away down the hall, passing by Yoongi who stood there silently. M/N pouts, his brows furrowing in frustration. 

M/N subconsciously rubs the top of Yoongi's head, his eyes staring at a random spot on the wall in front of him, and he gnaws at his bottom lip in contemplation. His curtains flutter in the cool, fall breeze, and the teen feels a chill run down his spine, but is too occupied with his thoughts to get up and close the window. 

"I think the real question," Yoongi mumbles, stretching himself out in M/N's lap but not quite getting up, "is whether or not you're okay. You haven't annoyed me with your voice in fifteen whole minutes." 

M/N hears Yoongi, but his mind is much too active to come up with an intelligible response, and he ends up slowly parting his lips only to snap them closed. He only manages a small, "Uh," before he goes quiet. 

"M/N?" Yoongi calls, and finally sits up in M/N's lap to look up at the teen.

Finally snapping out of it, M/N blinks and looks down at the feline.

"Huh?"

"Are you okay?" 

"I don't," M/N stammers, "what...? I'm sorry?"

The cat's head falls to the side, and his ear flicks back.

"I asked if you were alright. You don't really seem like...you, if that makes sense?"

"Oh." 

M/N shakes his head, and half-smiles.

"No, I'm fine."

Yoongi blinks.

"Whatever you say." 

(A/N: This one is a bitter shorter than the others, but meh. Anyway, I'm so sorry for not updating recently! For those who care, I just recently moved into a new house, so the internet wasn't set up yet, and the cell reception sucks ass here, so I was waiting until I got WiFi to update again. I'm going to be more consistent wit my updates, I promise! If you read all of this, thank you and I sincerely thank you for reading my books!:) )