Jimin somehow managed to convince Yoongi to apologize even though it didn't take much convincing since Yoongi already felt bad anyway. He knows he should've been nicer to her. He shouldn't have been so cruel just because of his experiences with relationships in the past. None of that is her fault and he admits that.
"Hyung, I told you not to be so harsh on her." Namjoon lightly scolds Yoongi as they stand outside the music department. Usually, Y/N stops by to see them both, mainly Yoongi, but she doesn't today. Yoongi knows that she has to pass by them to get to her final class so he's taking that as an opportunity to talk to her, clutching the pink paper bag in his hand.
He spots her easily, seeing her walking slowly, staring down at her feet. Yoongi sighs at her outfit choice. Their university requires them to wear uniforms and of course the girls have to wear skirts but there is an option of slacks or at least stockings during the cold weather. Yoongi has noticed her style habits, smiling to himself as he figures that she would endure any type of weather just to look cute.
'What the fuck? I did not just think that.' his mind speaks for itself and he wipes the smile off his face. "I'll be back." he mumbles to Namjoon before walking away to catch up to her.
Y/N keeps her head down to avoid seeing Yoongi as she walks by. She thinks that she's almost in the clear until that addicting scent of sandalwood cologne fills her nostrils. 'I must be going insane.' she thinks until her eyes catch sight of another pair of shoes walking next to hers.
She halts her steps, eyes widening as she makes eye contact with the one person she was trying to avoid. "Can we talk? I'll make it quick." Yoongi speaks and Y/N has to take a moment to make sure she's not just seeing things. Yoongi blinks at her a few times and she nods, snapping out of her momentary daze.
"I'm sorry." he sighs. "I didn't mean to be an ass to you the other day. I want you to know that it's not your fault. I'm just not that fond of being in a relationship with someone. Trust me, if I weren't against it, I wouldn't have turned you down. You're a really pretty girl, Y/N." Yoongi compliments shyly but loving the way his words caused her to blush.
"I really feel bad about how I treated you." he lifts the brown bag up and holds it out for her to grab. "I hope you can accept my apology and we can continue being friends." Yoongi finishes, shocked that he was able to even say all of that. None of it was rehearsed meaning he really meant what he said. Yoongi can't believe himself.
Y/N's face feels like it's on fire compared to the cold air around her. She peeks in the bag, smiling brightly when she sees the two blueberry muffins. Her smile is directed back up and into Yoongi's direction as he watches her reaction.
He goes stiff when she launches forward, pressing herself against him in a surprise hug. He stays still for a moment before awkwardly bringing his hand up to return the hug, patting her back a few times before backing away. "Does that mean you accept my apology?" he asks and she nods, the smile never leaving her face. "Good. See you at Jin's tonight?"
"Yep!" she chirps, smiling and walking away. She turns around to wave as Yoongi stays planted in his spot. "See you there."
He watches her back as she hurries off to class, holding the bag of muffins to her chest as her hair blows lightly in the wind, quickened steps causing her skirt to flow almost making her look angeli-
'No.' Yoongi shakes his head, walking back to Namjoon who has been watching with amusement. Why does he feel like he lost something important?
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Y/N rushes down the street after getting off the bus. Tonight, Jin invited everyone over for dinner and she didn't want to show up empty handed despite Seokjin telling her not to worry about it again. She couldn't afford much but she spent a few won to buy a small cake since she knew Jin would cook every dish on this planet.
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nemesis {j.jk} <hiatus>
Fanfiction❝i fucking hate you, jeon.❞ she hisses, slipping her shirt back on while fumbling around to find her shoes. he snorts. ❝really? that's not what you were saying last night.❞ y/n's hand flies back and then forward at full force, smacking him across h...
