A Fangirl's Note || MYG

#13: Jealous

Ria's POV.

I woke up with a groggy feeling, my head pounding slightly from the effects of last night's soju. As I blinked away the remnants of sleep, I became acutely aware of the warmth beside me and the weight of an arm draped over my waist.

Napa-mulat naman ako aagad ng mata ng malamang hindi ako nag iisa sa kwarto't kama ko.

Dahan dahan kong tinignan kung sino ang nasa tabi ko ng makita kong tulog si Damuho, his eyes closed in peaceful slumber. Napa ungol naman ako ng biglang sumakit ang ulo ko at unti-onting naalala ang mga pangyayari kagabi. The celebration at the restaurant, the drinking games, getting drunk, the car ride home, the kiss and then the...

Panic set in as I recalled the tender touches, the whispered words, and the intense connection we had shared. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment and shock. I couldn't believe we had crossed that line.

Without thinking, nasipa ko kaagad paalis ng kama yung damuho.

Yoongi jolted awake, his eyes wide with surprise. He scrambled to sit up, the confusion evident on his face. "Ria, what's wrong?"

"You need to get out!" I exclaimed, naghahalo ang boses ko ng galit at pagkahiya. "Now!"

Yoongi looked at me for a moment, then a slow grin spread across his face. "Are you kicking me out of our bed, Ria?"

"Yes, I am! and it's not ours, it's MY bed!" I snapped, I can feel my cheeks burning in embarrassment. "Just... leave, please!"

He chuckled softly, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender. "Arrasseo, arraseo. I'm going." He stood up, gathering his clothes from the floor. As he dressed, I pulled the covers up to my chin, trying to hide my embarrassment. alright.

Before leaving, Yoongi paused at the door, looking back at me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "For the record, last night was... unexpected but not unwelcome."

I threw a pillow at him, my frustration boiling over. "Get out!"

Yoongi laughed, dodging the pillow as he left the room, closing the door behind him. I lay back on the bed, covering my face with my hands.

'Ano na lang mukhang maihaharap ko dun? huhu iinom inom kasi ng alak alam namang di kaya e. Sinasabi ko na sayo self traydor ang alak. Pakshet talaga'

As I lay in my bed, I couldn’t help but reflect on the night before.

'Parang gago naman e, ako unang nang halik. I even let him touch me. Ang tanga tanga ko, owemji yung birhen ko'

I couldn't help but to think a lot of consequences I should face after.

'Ay nagcondom naman siya siguro.'

I search every corner of my room and walang condom akong nakita.

'What if may mabuo? fuck.'

With a deep sigh, I knew I had to face Yoongi again, but I needed time to process everything. For now, I decided to focus on the present and the tangled emotions within me.

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Third Person's POV.

Meanwhile, in his room, Yoongi lay on his bed, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. He knew they had crossed a line, but he also felt that they had taken a step toward something real, something that had been simmering beneath the surface for a long time.