It was late, very late and I couldn't still sleep because of the storm of feels inside my stomach.
How long must've it been since I'd been laid in search of slumber? Half an hour? Two hours? Three?
I had no idea.
The only thing inside my head in that moment was 'Hoseokhuggedmehoseokhuggedmehoseokhuggedmehoseokhuggedme' with the earlier excitement still lingering around.
Yup, he must've definitely gotten too comfortable with me...
All the lights were off as there was only the glow of the moonlight pouring through the open window.
I turned on my right, then left, then right again and all over left as I revived the exact scene for the thousandth time, then I got up and went to the kitchen for some water.
Opening the door slowly, hoping to not make too much noise, I walked with sloppy steps.
Like the genius I was, I brought my phone with me for the flashlight since it was pitch dark in there.
I just had taken a gulp when I felt a presence behind me, which send me shivers down my spine.
There could be no one at this hour in the kitchen, even if there was, that person, like a normal human being, would've turned the lights on.
With all my heart I hoped that the presence was just caused by my lack of sleep but my hopes dropped when soon enough I felt a pair of big hands grab my waist as the person whispered into my ear: "Boo"
It took all my might to keep in my scream and not kill that person right then, right there, whoever he was. I could be lethal too.
I quickly tried to ran away from him, despite my mind being in a state of panic but his grip didn't let me go.
Scared, then, I involuntarily smashed my phone on his face.
Well not really but I did hit him.
"Owww" a slow and lazy groan came from the guy behind me.
I widened my eyes in utter shock recognizing the voice.
"Ya Jessie" Yoongi rubbed his nose. "Why are you trying to kill me"
I raised an eyebrow, putting a hand on my waist, now that he had let me go, with an are-you-serious face.
He laughed with deep voice of his seeing my reaction, although my face was barely visible in the dark.
I stuck my tongue out in response.
"But why are you awake? You should be sleeping" he leaned on the counter as I pointed the glass half filled with water.
"Ooh, can't sleep?"
I shook my head.
"Then come with me" he said putting his hands inside his pockets while walking away.
I followed him to a studio, his studio precisely and saw all the huge electronic devices still on this late.
I quickly started typing.
'YOU should be sleeping wtf'
"Ehh you know, late hours are pretty inspiring" he informed sitting on the comfy chair.
"But" I saw him turning it all off.
"I ran out of inspiration"
Unconsciously, I realised, I was copying him, like, I leaned against the wall putting my hands inside my pyjamas' pockets.
"I'm going out for a walk, wanna come?" he faced me, with a chill expression so I deducted he didn't mean anything special.
Well, it's not like I had anything else to do thus I nodded my head.
"Here take this, no need to go back to your room" he gave me his giant and fluffy bomber.
