Parallel Lines ~SUGA~

Chapter 39

Sumi stands at the entrance of the room she is sharing with Yoongi, a deep flush across her cheeks. The room is beautiful. It is a very simple modern style with white furniture, sheets, and walls. The queen bed is situated in the middle of the room, to the left of the entrance.

There are huge floor-to-ceiling glass doors on the opposite side of the room that leads out onto a balcony. Sumi spots a large wall-mounted TV on the wall across from the bed with a desk below it. Beside the TV is a cupboard so they can unpack their clothes if they wish.

As Sumi moves further into the room she can see an open door on the wall beside her that leads into a large ensuite.

She looks around the room again, astonished by the space and design. As Yoongi steps into the room she quickly remembers that she is sharing this space with him. Alone. For 5 days. She gulps.

He looks equally as nervous as she is, his cheeks pink with embarrassment.

"So... uh..." He rubs the back of his neck nervously, looking away from the one and only bed in the room.

"I'm claiming the right side!" Sumi says suddenly, jumping on the bed. She ignores the bubbling embarrassment in the pit of her stomach. He chuckles, walking around the bed to the side she has claimed.

"Why?" He asks.

"Well..." Sumi sits up and points at the glass doors, "I just want to be closer to the balcony,"

"Fair enough," He smirks, moving across the room to his suitcase. He opens it up and pulls out a laptop and other pieces of technology, setting it up on the little desk.

"Wait," Sumi frowns and gets up. Yoongi looks at her expectantly, "You're not going to work while we are here, are you?"

"Aren't you?" He asks.

"No," Sumi frowns, "This is a vacation... you know, a holiday," Sumi smirks, "Do you ever rest?"

"Sometimes," Yoongi replies, looking a little awkward, "I rest when I sleep... and when I hang out with my friends..."

"That's silly," Sumi supplies, folding her arms as she sits down cross-legged on the bed, "It's not good to be constantly working,"

"You wouldn't..." Yoongi stops, realising he's about to say something rude, "Anyway, wouldn't it be less awkward if I work on something?"

Sumi considers this. True, she won't be forced to talk to him as he will be busy on his computer. But why does this thought make her chest ache?

"But I want to watch the TV... it'll distract you," Sumi explains, ignoring her feelings again.

Yoongi shrugs and picks up the TV remote, abandoning his laptop and suitcase. He moves over to the bed and climbs in next to her. Sumi stiffens, staring at her hands in her lap.

"What do you want to watch then?" He asks, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches her. Sumi shrugs.

"I don't know... we could see what's on or something," Sumi suggests. Yoongi turns on the TV and starts skimming through the channels. Soon, he finds a channel that is playing a new Korean drama.

"Wait! Turn it off! I'm not caught up yet!" Sumi covers her eyes. She hears Yoongi chuckle and get up from the bed. Once she hears him moving cords around, she looks up. She finds him setting up his laptop, and plugging an HDMI cord into the TV. Slowly, he sets up a streaming service on his laptop mirrored on the screen.