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Yoongi woke up to the sound of faint shouting coming from some distance.

Normally he wanted to kill anyone who woke him up. He felt extreme irritation at that voice but when his eyes shot open , he fell into consciousness.

'F*ck' he mumbled and checked his phone.

19 miss calls, his basketball teammates had called him, then Jungkook did and almost every Bangtan did call him.

But he was oddly calm. He staggered out of the room in to the corridor, it was really dark.

'Is someone here?' A startled feminine voice said.

He was taken aback. She is here.
All thought left him.

"Sam?" He gulped.

He heard her sigh like she was relieved.

"Yoongi?" A mere voice came.

Her voice was softer. It was different from her normal voice and he felt tingles running down his spine.

Her features became visible to him soon as he hurried unknowingly towards her.

"What are you doing here?" He asked the stupid question as if it wasn't obvious.

"Stuck here." She said normally and it really scared him.

Sam muttering profanities and just being salty was normal, why was she being a normal human being all of a sudden.

He ran his hands back into his pocket and took out his phone and called Namjoon.

After a few rings, Namjoon finally picked up but out of pure bad luck, he ran out of charge before he could say anything.

"I ran out of charge" he announced and sighed from frustration.

"Don't tell me I have to stay up here all night!" She said and caught him off guard.

"What do you mean?" He asked in confusion.

"I left my phone at the locker."

"Don't tell me...." He lost words.

What in the world.....

Sam

I came up at the rooftop because I felt too uncomfortable and awkward there.

Yoongi was still at the third floor. And I don't know whatever he is doing down there.

This school doesn't even have electricity on the third floor. I may go blind due to the darkness today. 

Also, the person I ran away from.... now I'm stuck with him. 

Wow, my life is really great.

The cold air is blowing through the night sky and its starting to get colder. I just started to shiver, the weather is chilly up here so I rush downstairs.

I slowly get down, step by step, I don't wanna go to the hospital the first thing after getting out.

The visibility was challenging. And I almost fell from tripping.

"Yah... Don't fall now!" Came an aggressive loud voice from the room on the right followed by a slender figure coming out of that room.

I blushed again in embarrassment.

"Ouch!" Maybe he hurt himself from the door.

"Are you okay?" I was amused.

I finally reached the floor.

"What can happen to me?" I could feel his lips ends turning upwards.

I chuckled.

And I felt him too smiling.

The cold air even reached here.

"Let's go to the room." I said shivering and holding my arms to save the heat.

I entered the room and found myself a little corner to turn into a ball.

Yoongi sat at the other part of the room.

He too engulfed himself in a self hug.

We sat like that for minutes or maybe hours.. I lost track of time.

Thud!!

The door of the room shut making a loud noise echoing around the hall.

Little droplets of water made their noises followed by a harsh sound of a rainy day.

It was raining heavenly outside and the clouds decided to dance, showing their talent of flickering lights and thunder.

I wasn't afraid of the lightening but it really got me when it started raining cats and dogs. The thunder was so loud that it scared me.

It went on for seconds, maybe minutes.. I slowly started being afraid of the loud thunder and lightening.

I held myself more tightly.

It was overpowering me and brought back childish fears.

Soon, my teeth started chattering due to cold.

Cold was my enemy.

I rose my head up to glance at the rock sitting at the opposite side and found myself another reason to hide.. he was looking at me.

Damn. Don't tell me that he knows that I suddenly grew fear of lightening.

Being cold is alright but being afraid.. that is weakness.

The door closed with another bang and I held myself so strong that I found breathing hard.

Screechh.

I held my head up.

He stood up and closed the door to shut all the cold air from coming in and placed a desk after it.

Really!!!

He just went back and sat there.

The room was still cold but it did not get any colder and I felt thankful.

"Thank you!" My voice was low as a whisper.

He didn't say anything.

"Are you still cold?" He asked breaking the silence inside the room.

"Little bit!" I said rubbing my hands.

"Come here!" He said and I forgot to breathe.

He waited for me to answer.

"Okay!" I got up and walked to him, my bones were stiff and it was hard to walk.

When I sat down he slowly engulfed me into a side hug.

The heat from him really brought back some colour into me.

I was burning up in this cold weather all of a sudden.

I softly held him, feeling dreamy in unknown excitement.

But the storm had more to show. The sky bought a moment of brightness into the room followed by a loudest thunder I've ever heard.

And my hand held his shirt tighter. And I hid my eyes into his shoulder.

After a moment or two, a warm hand caressed my back in a soft way and I let him.

The lightening show went for a while I quietly held into him and he into me.

I swept into slumber slowly...













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