TWO EUPHORIC HEARTS ✓

one: mikrokosmos

dedicated to: @sunshinefadesaway

one: mikrokosmos

"perhaps the reason this night looks so beautiful is not because of these stars or lights, but us."

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Elianna wakes up.

her arms stretch as she opens her eyes before she feels something hard and heavy beside her. "the fuck am i doing here-" she immediately cusses, arms accidentally stretching out to hit the silent man sleeping. "with your ugly ass." she finishes her sentence.

Yoongi who's sleeping beside Elianna awakes too. unlike her, his body huddles as he brings his knees to his chest. his voice is deep, filled with sleep and his brown eyes are still closed. he's already too tired to deal with Elianna's bullshit which is why he lifts his middle finger up at her. "speak for yourself." he replies. "have you looked in the fucking mirror?" he scoffs.

Elianna sits up in the bed, now rubbing her eyes. she's still wearing her clothes from yesterday- one of Taehyung's oversized hoodies and grey sweatpants. she can never sleep properly at other people's houses, despite having so much experience of staying at her friends' houses more than her own, she only gets a couple of hours. yet she gets through.

"why do you have to snore?" she starts to bicker, complaining about Yoongi's loud mouth when he falls into a deep slumber. he's loud even when he sleeps, she thinks. throughout the long night, she awoke several times annoyingly and squeezed Yoongi's (adorable) nose as an attempt for him to stop snoring. it didn't last long.

"get out of my bed." Yoongi kicks his leg at her.

"why are you sleeping next to me?"

"why are you-" Yoongi now opens his eyes and their feelings match each other. the vexation between them is constant. he groans at the time when his eyes land on the clock. "why are you even at mine?" he questions.

"i stayed the night because i couldn't be bothered going home." Elianna explains, legs dangling off the edge of the bed. she's been doing that a lot... she stays at other people's houses too late and doesn't have the energy to go home due to her tiredness.

"lazy bit-"

Elianna gasps. "shut that mouth and wash it out with soap."

then she pulls her messy, black hair into a bun that sits on her head. she picks up her jacket from the floor, ignoring the pile of dirty laundry and random, vibrant post it notes. everything else in the room is clean, from his music desk to the posters on the wall and the plants on the window. she notices how the post it notes have little scribbles of words, concepts and she realises Yoongi gets inspired when he's about to sleep. therefore, he scribbles down ideas whilst he's half awake beside his bed.

"i literally never want to find you this close to me ever again." she states, voice still laced with sleep but her eyes are awake now. the sunlight filtering through the windows is too bright and she can't believe she has to walk home, get changed and be productive. society. "are we clear?" she gazes at the pale boy who's not listening.

the pale boy, also with black hair lets a chuckle leave his lips. his eyes are closed again. "you never say that to any of the other boys." he comments, thinking of their friends. "the fuck did i do?" the amount of cussing that leaves their lips at such an early time is disturbing but normal for the two. even now, they look like bickering siblings. the matching black hair and brown eyes doesn't help the familiar atmosphere. they even got matching nose piercings unintentionally.