Yoongi steps outside, giving me a mean look. His hair dripping wet, stuck to his forehead, he's in a fluffy white robe. I grab the corner of the robe and yank around on it. "Are you naked under there Mr. Min?" He slaps my hand away, his cute eyebrows even further down now. [Sequel to 'Tangerine.'] Being Min Yoongi's girlfriend is a blessing. The time you spend together is precious. But soon he has to end the tour and return back to South Korea. What will happen with your relationship? Can you handle long distance?