Sumji (Suga x Umji) Oneshots

Behind A Tree

Umji's POV

"Since when will you go up to him?"

"Since when will you shut up about it?" I rolled my eyes at Eunbi as she kept on asking the same question.

"Oh c'mon. He's right there." She pointed at the mint-haired male standing across the hall with a group of males. He is Min Yoongi a.k.a Suga and I have a crush on him.

"Do you think it's easy?" I replied. I wanted to tell him my feelings but whenever I can, I just can't get the words out of my mouth. "And don't just point at anyone anytime! It might get obvious."

"Whatever. Are you going to your lucky tree again?"

Flashback...

Another day that I bumped into Suga. My heart always flutter when I meet him. My cheeks go red when my friends tease me about him. I wanted to not get obvious but, I can't help it. So after school, I decided to walk to a place where I can calm myself down right now.

Somehow, I found a spot at a park near my school where a big tree was standing. I went there and sat under it, my back leaning on the bark.

"Is it really that difficult?" I sighed.

After a few minutes, I heard a random voice. "Are you having a problem?" It asked back. I was quite surprised. I looked up to the tree.

"Can trees even talk? Man, is it just me or am I getting weirder?"

"Well, it can get weirder than this." It replied. "And tell me what's your problem. I think I can give you advice. I'm ready to listen."

At first, there were doubts in my mind. A talking tree? Not to mention it offers to give advice? Is there anyone who encountered this thing? Or am I the first one? Then again, I really need a listener right now. So it doesn't hurt to try.

"Ok. If you're ready to listen, then here it goes..."

End of Flashback...

After that, I have always talked to the tree ever since. Though it may be weird for others to talk to trees or inanimate objects, it wasn't for me. I always feel relieved letting out the things that was making my heart heavy. I treated it like it was a person listening to me.

"Well, it's a good listener. Plus, it gives good advice." I answered SinB.

"You're getting a bit weird." She said.

"Look who's talking."

"Hey! I'm not that weird." She shrugged. "Well, in some cases."

It made me laugh. "Anyways, see you tomorrow."

"See you too." We waved each other goodbye as we parted ways outside of the campus building. It was a good thing school finished early.

I was walking to my usual route. To the park near the school where my lucky tree, as SinB calls it, was standing.

"Hi. It's me again." I greeted the tree. "Ready to listen to my daily life again." I didn't get a response as I sat down. Guess that means yes then. "You know how I told you that I liked a guy, right? Well, my friend told me that I should confess to him. But I don't know what to say or how to say it. I stutter easily whenever I'm around him. My heart beats uneasily, my cheeks go red, my legs shake, my mind gets messed up. I'm not myself because of him. What do you think I should do about it?"

"You think about him a lot." It replied.

"He just come across my mind, that's all."

"Why don't you try practicing your confession? Let's pretend I'm him. What's his name?"