Finally...Us [BTSxReader]

Chapter 9

"....to think we were only seventeen back then, right M?" a voice broke through the haze of M's thoughts and she finally raised her gaze from the spot she was looking at, lost in her mind.

"Sorry, what was that?" she asked, finally focusing on the person talking to her, realizing NamJoon sat down next to her.

"Geez, lost in thoughts again?" he chuckled, ruffling her hair, and while she did not mind him being that close when in the group, she felt a tiny bit annoyed. "I was telling everyone here about the time you punched that one guy" he laughed, eyes sparkling while he remembered that one time. Meanwhile, M felt her irritation growing, wondering why he would start telling two strangers that. "You will have to excuse her, she gets lost in her thoughts easily. Been like that since I knew her in high school" he continued, ruffling her hair again.

This time, M snapped and got up, trying hard not to say something or to be mean. She got the empty glasses and cups from the table and walked away to the counter, asking who wants what from there. She intended to only escape that situation before she snapped at someone. She did not know what got into her today. Maybe it was the fact it got sunny outside, too sunny for her liking, and there was no more proof of having rained out. Arriving at the counter, she smiled at the woman there and told her the new orders, telling her she will bring them to the table herself. M wondered if she should order more cake as well, mostly for herself, to have something to eat before she stabs someone with a fork. Thinking about so much violence, M wondered if Shark Week approached her, as she only got that snappy only when that time approached. Before she could calculate if it was that time or not, she heard footsteps shuffle next to her, and she turned around, watching Yoongi come to the counter as well. He stopped next to her, not looking around for the woman at the counter, and it was silent for a few seconds.

"Are you feeling ok?" he finally asked, and she looked at him. Really looked at him. She felt like she should trust him, but at the same time, she held back from spewing everything that was on her mind.

"Yeah, just a headache, I guess." M finally said, smiling just a tiny bit. "I ...have to thank you" she continued, and he looked at her with curiosity. "For yesterday, I mean" she clarified her statement.

"It was mostly Jungkook doing the carrying, I was just making sure you would not get a concussion" he shrugged, looking outside the window in front of the counter.

"Still, that helped much more than you think" she giggled, thousand of images going through her mind on how he could have helped, each funnier than the other. Before either could say anything else, the woman came with a serving plate to the counter, their drinks balanced on top of it. She looked at M, asking her with a gaze if she actually thinks she can handle walking with that. M simply smiled and paid for the drinks, taking the plate and slowly turning around. Before she could take one step, Yoongi stopped her, taking the plate from her and walking to the table. He was walking with confidence, the drinks balanced on the plate, not even one drop spilling. M was impressed and envious of that skill. He stopped once to turn and look at her, seriousness written all on his face.

"You can just stay here for a while if you want or go outside for some fresh air, and I will tell the others you went outside for a bit. I can see you are not feeling that good. Don't make that headache worse" Yoongi said, smiling and then turned back to walk to their table. M looked after him, feeling grateful and guilty she had to ruin the fun for everyone. And then she followed his advice and went outside, taking a seat on a bench at the shade of a tree not far from the manga cafe.

She looked around, feeling a bit lost, a bit numb, and she wondered if it was from the antiseptic and the painkillers she took. In the manga cafe, she could see her friends sit at the table, talking, and laughing. And she also saw NamJoon look out the window from time to time, like he was looking for someone. It made her feel sad, the fact he still had that much power over her to hurt her like that. That somehow, whenever he talked to her, she reacted either like a puppy in love with its owner or like a cat wanting to claw his eyes out. Or maybe she reacted like that today because of a painkiller and shark week combo, as she was due soon to get a visit from that moody friend of hers. Before her mind could go through the stages of getting lost in thoughts, her eyes caught a green leaf floating in front of her, following its descent from side to side, sometimes making a swoop and going in a different direction, depending on how the wind blew. And right before the leaf touched the ground, a cup of something appeared in her face. M looked up, seeing Yoongi hold a cup of tea in front of her, watching her as she came slowly down to her senses.