That's when it happened.
He was on me.
Invading my space with that intoxicating scent.
His scent.
I could feel his lips the urgency pulling out of them.
The pleading.
Pleading not to walk away from him.
Not to walk away from this.
Us.
I hated that n...
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"How do I tie this..." Yoongi mumbled lowly to himself holding two end strings.
Mian sighed at the struggling man who was looking at the fabric he held puzzled .
His eyes married an innocent look nose scrunching up with the tip of his tongue sticking out his mouth in deep concentration.
She slowly climbed down the island stool walking round the cabinet and taking it from him. She fixed up the little hole placing it over the taller's head before walking around him and tying the two strings at his sides.
"Why do you have to make an apron so damn complicated?" Yoongi chuckled lightly. She didn't reply, only settling herself back on the stool.
She kept to herself and dared not to look at him.
Yoongi couldn't understand why.
She nearly knocked him off his chair when he told her about designing for Jungkook a few days back. A wide smile prominent on his face when she wrapped him in her arms.
She couldn't stop talking on her way home with him later that evening. Their little dog secured in her arms as he carried the things she bought for the brown fur ball.
They even had breakfast the next day and she gave him a warm kiss on the cheek.
Both cheeks in fact!
His childhood dreams were finally being met.
She even went as far as making Holly lick his face again cooing as she talked to the dog. "Papa is very good to mama give him love baby."
Hoseok and Namjoon only snorted at this shaking their heads disbelieving that Yoongi actually let her get away with calling him that.
Now, his little dwarf wasn't talking.
At least, not to him.
So it was clear to the man that he had done something to upset her.
He couldn't think of what exactly.
She was keeping her distance and refused to talk to him most of the time.
He had no idea on how to handle this distance she was set on creating between them.
The girl was currently doing her assignments at the island. Yoongi had offered to make dinner just so he could see her.
Mian had been in her room since last night, she didn't even have dinner with the boys like they normally do.
It got everyone worried.
Mian was naturally an extrovert, she wore her heart on her sleeve. They could easily tell when something was wrong.
Currently in her pajamas. Hair in a messy bun, eyes framed with large thick round glasses, laptop and drawing sheets in front of her.
"You want snacks?" He asked slowly peaking at her through his bangs.
