'Back then, I couldn't stop no matter how bad things got. It was to either surrender and be killed, or keep fighting till I found a way out. But until I met you, I didn't have a purpose to keep living"
Yoongi's inkings told a story; his shielded cri...
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TIMESKIP:
MIRAN:
"Thank you for everything today Yoongi... I really mean it" I mumbled as we finally arrived outside my dorm room.
I was still an emotional wreck from earlier. I'd vowed never to show my deepest feelings to anyone other than Hoseok because it'd make me look weak.
Although he'd seen my worst and best, I always smiled because I wanted to be strong for others.
But Yoongi... in the short time I've known him, he's seen all sides of me.
"I will flick you if you keep saying that" Yoongi grumbled as he glanced down at his phone, causing me to giggle. "Damn, is it 2:30 am already?!"
"Oops" I snorted as I unlocked my door. "This is your bedtime right?"
Yoongi rolled his eyes and put his phone away. "At least none of your flatmates will be up to interrogate us" He chuckled, leaning against the wall.
A peaceful silence followed as I glanced down and played with my fingers.
"...Miran, are you feeling better?" Yoongi cooed, causing me to glance up at his eyes that swirled with concern.
"I'm fine Yoongi" I smiled, ignoring the swelling sensation in my throat.
November the 8th... a painful day ingrained into my heart, finally had a new meaning thanks to Yoongi.
I bit my lip and looked away as I felt tears welling in my eyes again. "I'm just a little sleepy because it's late. But I couldn't be happier!" I chirped.
I wiped my sweaty palms against my lap as Yoongi remained quiet.
Come on Miran... keep it together. You can't be crying anymore. Yoongi will think I'm a weakling.
"I'm going to bed now. Goodnight Yoongi" I bowed and went into my room.
Just as I was about to close my door, a foot suddenly blocked me from doing so.
"Huh..?"
Before I could respond, Yoongi pushed my door opened and his large hands cupped my face.
I looked away as I felt my cheeks warm as he gazed into my soul. You've done enough for me today Yoongi.
"I-I'm fine. Really" I swallowed hard, trying to fight the swelling in my throat.
"Don't fucking lie to me Miran" His maroon eyes bore into mine.
Tears fell down my cheeks like waterfalls, causing me to clench my teeth and fists.
"I-I'm sorry..." I whimpered, looking down in shame.
Why couldn't I keep it together ugh... I just wanted to be strong!!
"You don't have to hide from me Miran" Yoongi breathed as he stroked my cheeks.
"A-aren't you grossed out?" I wheezed, as small whimpers came out of me.
"Of course not. You mean a lot to me Miran"
"R-really?"
"Uh-huh" Yoongi smiled. "Do you want another hug?"
My eyes widened slightly at his question. I thought he'd had enough of me today?!
"W-well.... aren't you tired?" I smiled faintly.
"Eh... I've lost enough sleep over the years, so I'm used to it" Yoongi chuckled, causing me to roll my eyes.
Naughty man.
"But now you're in my life Miran, I don't think I can get away with it anymore" A massive gummy smile spread across his face.
Woah... I can't believe Yoongi hid such a beautiful smile from me.
"Your smile is beautiful..." I breathed, causing Yoongi's eyes to widen.
"It's not like I'm gonna let other fuckers see it" He scoffed, causing me to giggle, "It's only reserved for my one and only dumbass" Yoongi tapped my nose.
A sudden wave of exhaustion overcame my senses, causing me to yawn.
"Man...it's been a long day..." I stretched, "Goodnight Yoongi"
I opened my eyes as Yoongi watched me. I cocked my head as he continued gazing at me.
"Yoongi..?"
"Heh. Sweet dreams Miran" Yoongi chuckled as he pulled me into his warm embrace.
Yoongi went from being the biggest clean freak I know, who loathed human contact... to caring about me!
A complete contrast to who he used to be.
I giggled and nuzzled my face into my friend's neck. "Mmm~" I mumbled, embracing his warmth.
"You good Miran?" Yoongi soothingly rubbed my back.
"...Can we stay like this for while?" I breathed, feeling him stiffen against me.
I don't want ever to let go, because I'm so happy right now...
"Sure" Yoongi breathed against my ear, and nuzzled his face into my neck.
A FEW WEEKS LATER:
For once, I was looking forward to my psychology lecture.
Why?
Because Hoseok and his classmates would do a presentation in class today!!
"Shoot..." I grumbled, pushing open the lecture hall's doors, "I hope I'm not too late!"
I grimaced as most of the hall was already filled, and the remaining people sat in their seats.
"I'll be good as long as my spot is still there-" My face dropped as I realised my usual seating area was hogged than Hellen and her other friends.
Damn it!! I would've been earlier if I hadn't lost my blasted psychology book last minute.
I bit my cheek and made my way down the front of the hall, where the remaining seats were.
Just stay calm Miran. You've got this. Don't trip... just stay calm.
I glanced around the hall and pouted, realising the middle row was taken.
Great! Now I'll be blinded by the whiteboard.
I sighed loudly and continued down the hall until I noticed a familiar silver-haired male sitting alone in the front row.
Yoongi?!
I took a deep breath, approached the man, and stared at Yoongi as his headphones were plugged in and he was transfixed on his phone.
I couldn't help but giggle as I realised the only other people in his row sat a few seats away from him.
And I thought that after befriending Yoongi, people would be less scared of him?
