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"My Noona doesn't know that we're pretending to study, you know."
Yoongi looked at him, then back down at the floor. "Th-That's fine."
"Does..Jeongguk know about this?" Namjoon looked at him, curling his brows in question.
Yoongi giggled, looking at him. "He's my roomie. He has to know."
"Ah. I understand." Namjoon nodded.
Yoongi and Namjoon walked towards the taller's house, both of them walking down the street with no Jeongguk by the smaller's side. They both carried their backpacks, the boys having a plate of sweets, covered in plastic wrap for no bugs getting in it.
"What did you make for my Noona?"
"Chocolate fudge cookies~ Googie helped me out a bit." He smiled. "You can have one."
I've noticed he's getting comfortable. He's not stuttering as much but he still can't keep eye contact. He keeps looking away when I make contact. Namjoon softly smiled at the notice, putting his hands in his pocket.
"How..how nice is she?" Yoongi couldn't help to ask, slightly messing with the plastic.
"She's nice. All she had to know is your name and gender."
Yoongi fluttered his eyes. Why gender? Does he bring females to his home? He gulped. "Oh... D-Do you have parents?"
Namjoon stopped his steps.
Yoongi was continuing to walk but stopped when he didn't hear the male's footsteps. He slowly turned around, curling his brows and walking over back to the taller.
"Wh-What's wrong?"
"I don't have parents. That's why I live with my Noona." He mumbled, not looking at him.
"Oh I'm..I'm sorry." Yoongi bit his bottom lip. "M-My parents left me stranded. I-I only have Googie."
Namjoon slowly looked at him. Yoongi couldn't help to look away, biting the inside of his cheek. He didn't mean to look away, it's a natural habit to do that.
"Are..are we still going to your place?" The boy cutely mumbled, curling his brows.
The taller nodded.
"Good. A-Are we uh, a-almost there?"
"H-Here you go, Ms.Kim." Yoongi nervously spoke to Namjoon's aunt.
"Awh, thank you Yoongi! That's so sweet of you!" She softly grabbed the plate of chocolate fudge cookies. "You didn't have too!"
"I-I wanted to." The smaller bowed, having a soft smile across his face. "I-I asked Jo—y-your nephew what you like."
"Thanks so sweet." She smiled.
"Save one for me, Noona! He said I could have one!" Namjoon spoke from his bedroom, changing to his natural clothes.
"Aish, that big fella. He's always hungry." She commented, placing the cookies down on the counter.
"M-May I ask a..p-personal question?"
"You can, if it's not about women." She joked. "I'm kidding. What is it dear?"
"Wh..What happened to his..p-parents?"
She stopped unwrapping the plastic. "Um. I don't know if I should answer that." She turned around to face him. "It's personal to Namjoon. He'll tell you when he's ready, okay? No hard feelings, alright?" She softly smiled at him.
Yoongi nodded, then bowed. "I understand, Ms.Kim."
Namjoon appeared. "You better not eat all of them. Sharing is caring."
Ms.Kim giggled. "I'll save you one, don't worry."
Yoongi looked over at the taller, fluttering his eyes to see him in his natural outfit while he's in his own school outfit. Namjoon wore grey sweatpants and black T-shirt that had some type of English band.
Yoongi decided to walk over to the taller's bedroom, seeing his door cracked open. He slowly walked over through the hallways and softly pushed the door open, seeing billions of posters of English bands across his wall.
"Whoa." He whispered to himself, looking around the room. He slowly walked over to the nightstand, seeing a picture frame of toddler Namjoon and his young aunt.
"That's the picture of when my Noona decided to take care of me." Namjoon spoke.
Yoongi jumped and turned around. "O-Oh..."
"She was only twenty when she adopted me as her own." The taller softly smiled. "Best day of my life."
