Mouse [Yoongi x Y/N] REWRITING UNDER EDITING

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Chapter 21:

Nope, I'm definitely burning the whole house down to ashes. I finna go bultaoleune up in this place.

I know for a fact this man did not just sit me down to read a book- AS IN A BOOK WITHOUT PICTURES!!!!

BRO, I HAVE ADHD I CAN'T READ THIS PICTURE-LESS BOOK- unless it's a fanfiction of me and Hwang Hyunjin that is- BUT STILL!!! WHO DO YOU TAKE ME FOR!!!!

Wait, these can't be actual words?

Oh my god- I know I'm dyslexic but what the actual hell is this?

I glanced at the book title and almost facepalmed myself in realization, dammit I'm an idiot. This is a math book.

WAIT- MATH??? IS HE FOR REAL??? I FRICKEN HATE MATH WITH MY WHOLE EXISTENCE!

Ah, Jesús Christ, I will literally have a meltdown if he forces me to learn math.

Boy, I'm hanging onto a thin thread don't make me burn this whole house down, I'm so fricken serious.

"You've been staring at me for almost 2 minutes now." Spoke the vile creature, not lifting his eyes from his worksheet.

"I spaced out." I didn't mean to sound angry but I did, I almost growled at him damn-

Yuliana calm down baby- calm down.

"Ah right, I forgot you hate math." He gave a shy chuckle as he rubbed his neck shyly.

He can't be serious right now?

"I despise it. It makes me want to commit arson." I scoffed, tossing the book onto his lap and stretching my arms.

"Whenever I'm stressed I like to do calculus" he claimed shyly, yeah well you're a kidnapper freak ok. There's a lot of things about you that aren't normal.

"Whenever I'm stressed the cause is usually calculus, your idea of 'fun' is quite boring and disappointing." I scoffed standing up and checking my appearance in the mirror, DAMN IM HOT EVEN WITHOUT MAKEUP ON.

OK OK BWAHAHHAHA IM JOKING! I'm guessing that y'all already know who my ults/Bias in BTS are-

Wait, did I just say he was boring and disappointing? That was kind of mean, no? Ugh whatever he kidnapped me and my family, I couldn't care less.

I glanced at him and saw a hurt expression on his face, "That's uh... blunt..." he spoke.
Ok, and? Does it look like I care?

"I'm Neurodivergent, being blunt comes with the package deal." I heard a soft chuckle from behind and saw how his tongue played with his teeth through the mirror.

Don't tell me this is the face he makes when he's angry? BWAHAHA! Please, he looks like a damn cat.

"You're right" he grinned, ah Wait... he's neurodivergent too right? Adhd? He should know how blunt we are.

I followed in on his grin as I brushed my bangs out of my face with my fingers, "I always am."

He chuckled at my confidence and picked up the books from the floor.

Hmm, I should probably think this through better.
There's got to be better options than violence, no?

Based on my time here I've noticed that he has Hyperfixations, ADHD, maybe PTSD, and some sort of trauma.

Maybe OCD too?

It's bad to diagnose someone like that so soon but this is what I'm studying at school right now plus I don't have much time, I've got to leave this place immediately- whose taking care of my plants and cats??