When your alarm screamed at you at 445am the next morning you were sure it was the one that was drunk. Why would it be going off now? Your head was pounding and it was too early for your phone's crap so you fumbled the off button and it settled into blissful silence.
For 9 minutes, and then it went off again. You cracked your eyelid and peered at the offending device wishing it into oblivion. Why on earth was it going off now? It was still dark outside for god sakes. You could feel yourself winding up to an epic pouting session before you heard another alarm go off.
In your bedroom.
In a flash your brain woke up and reminded you of exactly who was in your bed at the moment, which finally allowed you to connect the dots of why your alarm was going off before 5am.
With as much under your breath grousing as you could manage quietly you rolled off the couch, got to your feet and padded quietly across the cold floor of your apartment into your tiny kitchen.
One of the few indulgences you had spent on yourself after the sale of your old house was this new coffee machine. It was stupidly expensive when you purchased it five years ago, but you loved the idea of touch button espresso and milk foam. You simply had to empty the portafilter, grab the right amount, or dose, of coffee grounds, shake it a bit to get the grounds to settle and then go through the tamping motions. The most important, but also most annoying part of your process. But this machine simply made the tastiest coffee.
You had emptied the portafilter for the espresso in the garbage and were refilling the grounds as you heard your bedroom door creak open when you looked up. A shirtless Min Yoongi stood before you in low slung light gray sweatpants scratching the back of his head. Your eyes bugged in your head before you wrenched your head away from the deliciousness laid out before you and focused on fitting the filter and tamper together and finishing the task in front of you. You desperately wanted to stare, in fact it was hard not to, but Yoongi was a guest in your home, and it would be beyond the height of rudeness to stare.
"Coffee?" asked a sleepy Yoongi, and he stepped behind you. His arms slid under yours to lean against the counter and brought him completely in line against your back. He put his chin on your shoulder to stare at what your hands were doing, which to be honest the instant you felt him against your back, wasn't much of anything.
"This isn't distracting is it Babygirl?" Yoongi quietly teased you as he somehow pulled you tighter against him without moving his arms an inch. You had a moment to hope you weren't unconsciously backing into him before just giving up and closing your eyes for a second to enjoy the feeling.
"You are always distracting Yoongi, and you know it" you replied.
You couldn't see it, but you could feel his smile against your shoulder. His smirk carried over into his voice when he spoke again.
"This looks like one of the coffee machines we have at the dorm," he said.
You finished tamping the grounds and finished setting up the machine.
"If you've seen this before then you can pick which coffee you want then, and I'll go get dressed. And by the time I'm done, so should your espresso and we can switch spots. It's a pretty light roast because my stomach can't handle the super dark roasts anymore, I hope that is ok?" you asked before turning in Yoongi's arms.
A mistake as that allowed him to simply walk into you and keep you closer in the loose embrace from a moment ago. He stared into your eyes for what seemed like a few minutes, and you realized that you were still trying to inch closer.
You blushed and Yoongi smiled and leaned in to press a gentle kiss against your forehead before giving you a quick hug and stepping back from you.
Your arms bemoaned the loss of warmth, but you were sure that a real assistant to Yoongi wouldn't be standing in the quiet light of an approaching dawn with nothing between her and Min Yoongi but a pair of sleep shorts and some sweatpants. What you really wanted to do and what your professional self had promised to help Yoongi and Derek with were arguing loudly.
You slipped away into the bedroom, still blushing and saw Yoongi watching you with a soft smile as you turned to close the bedroom door.
You had limited time because you knew how fast that espresso was going to brew, but you had to indulge yourself a little or you'd go nuts today. For thirty seconds you flung yourself on your bed and thought Min Yoongi slept in my bed!!! And though it was just a trope of a romance novel, in your brain, your bed had now ascended to a whole new level. You'd keep this mattress until the springs were flat and beyond. But for now, Yoongi had to work, and you needed to assist him.
You managed to get dressed and run a brush through your hair, throw on the requisite mascara, eyeliner and lip gloss before opening the door to the bedroom. Yoongi stood, sipping his coffee against the kitchen counter, looking like he was going to fall back asleep. You most sincerely hoped Jason and Derek had come through and gotten a new trailer, you were sure both you and Yoongi would want naps today.
You stepped around Yoongi's silent revery of his coffee and started the process of emptying the grounds again to make your own coffee.
"Gamsa haeyo aegiya," and Yoongi leaned over towards you. You looked up at him deer in the headlights as he leaned in, both of your hands still occupied with the espresso machine. His eyes lingered on yours before dropping down to where you were nervously licking your lips. Something passed over Yoongi's face and he seemed to wince before finshing by putting his mug into your sink of dishes. He then went into the bedroom and you finished making your coffee.
After a thirty second rest break for your heartrate to calm the hell down.
Afterwards when Yoongi was dressed and you were satiated with one cup of coffee to your name, you tackled moving Yoongi's four bags upstairs. You had thought about leaving them in your car, after all you were just going to drop Yoongi off at a hotel later, but he insisted that they come upstairs and not sit in your car to freeze all day. At his request you agreed and you each tackled two of the massive suitcases into your elevator and then into your bedroom before heading back down to start the drive south.
You and Yoongi jokingly discussed what kind of breakfast foods were going to be available this morning at craft servies, and Yoongi dug his Harbor Freight gloves and put them on. He caught your glance and waggled his fingers inside his gloves.
"Gajug janggab are cold and these are not," he said. When you stared at him and worked through the Korean in your brain, you knew he'd used the word for mittens but the other word you didn't know. So you and Yoongi did some fashion Korean practice as you finished your drive south.
When you arrived at the gates, Kyle was on duty and he came out with a pair of keys and a smile.
"Morning (Y/N). Morning Mr. Min. We got the keys this morning, and she's just as nice as the other one. Follow me and I'll walk you through." Kyle started to walk and you turned to each other, shrugged and started following Kyle.
When you reached the trailer area, Kyle turned to the right and headed towards where you had been yesterday. The trailer up ahead was identical to the model yesterday and you were surprised they had been able to find something so similar so quickly. Kyle reached the door and unlocked it, and took out the keys handing them directly to Yoongi while opening the door.
"Here you are sir, these are yours for your time on our production. You can leave your stuff here during the day, however we do recommend removing belongings before leaving for the night, just to be on the safe side. (Y/N) I have an order of extra keys in but I won't have them until later this afternoon. Any questions for me folks," ask Kyle.
You and Yoongi looked at each other and then Yoongi turned to Kyle.
"No I believe we have everything now, so long as there is heat inside," and here Yoongi and Kyle both smiled.
"Yes heat in here and Derek found a HVAC guy who figured out the building system, so it shouldn't be freezing inside the stage today either. If you have any questions, please don't hesitate to stop by the guard office and ask, or (Y/N) just ask Derek or Jason. Have a good day!" And with that Kyle walked off leaving you and Yoongi alone.
You glanced at your phone to check the time and saw with some relief you had just enough time to sneak in a quick tour and breakfast before you thought someone would come looking for Yoongi.
"Let's see what she's got eh?" You grinned at Yoongi and he looked puzzled but amenable. You figured Canadian probably didn't translate well to Korean, so you rephrased.
"Yoongi lets see what's in the trailer besides just the heater," and with that you stepped inside.