still couldn't sleep.
yoongi tried to block out the thunder by putting a pillow over his head.
nothing worked.
he was really getting annoyed.
yoongi pushed himself up from the bed, sighing as he walked over to the window in the room.
he lifted up the curtain, looking outside.
still pouring rain.
he quietly groaned, frowning at the weather.
yoongi suddenly got a knock at the door.
it's literally two in the morning, who would be up?
he slowly walked over to the door, unlocking it and twisting the doorknob.
yoongi knitted his brows. "why're you still up?"
namjoon sighed. "i can't sleep."
"because of the storm?"
"mhm."
"same reason." yoongi sighed, opening the door wider if namjoon wanted to come in.
namjoon closed the door behind him.
"so..how's your arm?"
yoongi widen his eyes.
he forgot he was wearing short sleeves, immediately pulling down the sleeve with the bruise.
"wh-what do you mean..? n-nothing's wrong w-with my arm..."
"when i basically nudged you..you reacted like it was really sensitive there..." he spoke softly.
namjoon can't know that he saw the whole bruise.
"i have ointment to make it less hurt. i'll go get it."
"no, it's fine. i'm okay."
namjoon rolled his eyes. "i'm gonna get it."
yoongi sighed.