"Y/N?" you would hear Yoongi say from outside the door, "yeah?" you would ask while laying on your shared bed with nothing but undergarments on. "can you open the door? I need to get a new shirt I spilled food on this one" "yeah sure" you would calmly say, as you would stand up and open the door for him. still, in your undergarments you would walk back to the bed like nothing happened and lay down again. "damn okay, thank you. just when I'm about to go to work, why are you doing this to me?" Yoongi whined as he would change his shirt, "huh?" you asked, not even looking up at him from your phone, you didn't really hear what he said, "you're gonna get it when I get home istg" he would laugh. and then he would leave you confused. but once he got home... oh boi
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