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The next morning I woke up earlier than usual. But as I tried to get out of the bed, I felt a hand around my waist. I slowly turned my head and oh boy I regret it.
My face and Yoongi's face were only few inches apart.
I slowly took his hand from around my waist and went to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror my face was red.
HOLY MOLY!! wtf...
I washed my face and went downstairs, careful to not wake him up.
Since he can't cook and he allowed me to stay at his house I decided to make him breakfast. I wanted to make some waffles.
I checked for the ingredients and thank god he had them all.
When I finished I waited for him to come down so we could eat together.
And then suddenly the doorbell rang. I started to panic but opened the door anyway.
I saw someone I didn't expect to see. He was looking down at his phone.
" Hey Yoongi, I think I broke phone again. Can you- Y/N!!!!".
I put my hand on his mouth and pulled him in.
" Shh!!".
" What the fuck are you doing here? I thought you were kidnapped!!".
" Can you keep it down Namjoon!".
" Het Y/n. Who was at the doo- NAMJOON!!". Yoongi came down rubbing his eyes and yeah you guessed it..SHIRTLESS.
PERFECT just perfect. Now he is going to get the wrong idea.
" Care to explain?". Namjoon looked at me and raised an eyebrow.
" Ok."
I took a deep breath and answered.
" I'm moving to France this Saturday."
" WHAT?!".
" Yeah. I'm going to the university there."
" But why couldn't you stay home? Do you even know how worried we were when you weren't in your room!".
I scoffed.
" Worried? Oh please Joon. Mom and dad wanted me out of the family. The night before I went missing I got an envelope saying I got accepted to the university. Do you know how happy I was to go and tell them but then here they were planning how to get rid of me. Especially dad. And I granted their wish and I ran away."
" But why here?!".
" Because he's my only friend. You know I couldn't have any friends after "THAT" incident. So I kept my friendship with him a secret. I begged him not to tell anyone and let me stay in with him. Please Namjoon I want to follow my dreams. You know if dad finds out I ran away and stayed in a guy's house he's going to kill me. So please don't tell anyone, please." I felt my eyes sting as they filled with tears. The last time I cried was when I found out I was a mistake, I couldn't cry now. So I held back.
He looked at me for a minty before answering.
" Ok fine."
I sighed in relief and hugged him tightly.
" Thank you. Thank you so much."
" Your welcome. But under one condition."
" What?".
" You will call me everyday and talk to me ok?".
" Ok Joonie."
Yoongi cleared his throat.
" You guys know I still exist right?".
We laughed at him and after few minutes Joon left.
Me and Yoongi sat to eat breakfast together. Well actually he ate most of it I just sat there and watched him eat like a kid.
Days went by and Joon would come and visit us sometime. He never told anyone about me.
The day of me leaving finally came. Namjoon and Yoongi took me to the airport.
" Have a safe flight and have fun there, not too much. I'll miss u cupcake."
" Ok I will and I'll miss you more Joonie."
" Have a safe flight."
" Thanks yoongs. I'll miss you. Thank you for taking care of me, oh and when your results come tell me ok?"
" Sure. And I'll miss you too, be sure to visit us sometime and don't forget to call me."
Joon looked at his watch and said.
" Ok I'm off to work. Sorry cupcake."
" No it's fine. This means a lot."
" I'll come with you, drop me off since I didn't bring my car."
" Sure."
" Bye guys."
And with that they left. After few minutes Yoongi called.
" Are you in the plane or no?".
" Not yet, just few minutes."
" Ok, call me before you get on the plane and after you land ok?".
" Ok."
Suddenly I heard the siren of the cops on the other line I got worried but the next thing I heard made me almost drop my phone
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" Min Yoongi your under arrest for kidnapping."
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To Be Continued...
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