That night as I made my way home, I didn't expect to see him outside their house.
Their house are just blocks away from ours.
I stopped from walking. Under the lighted post lamps, I stared at him from their front door. He stared back at me, not making any move.
I sighed before proceeding to walk near him.
"Yoongi," I called as I stepped in from of him.
He looked away.
His manly perfume didn't passed my sense of smell. I had to close my eyes for a while to feel it.
But I immediately opened it the moment I realized what I just did.
What the hell?
I gulped and looked at him again.
He's wearing his khaki short and a white shirt. Arms crossed while standing straight. He's surprisingly intimidating.
"What are you doing here?" I asked. He rose a brow.
"Nothing, just feeling some air," he answered. I nodded mockingly.
"Hmm... Alright, I'll go ahead then," I said and turned around.
I took a step as I mentally counted in my head.
1, 2...
"Hold up!" I stopped right after he yelled. I smirk before turning around.
"Yes?" I asked. Suppressing my smile.
He sighed and took a step forward.
"I'll walk you home," he answered as he walked passed beside me.
I bit my tongue and watched his back. I noticed how his shoulder had gotten a little broader. His arms became a little buff too.
Is it because of his extra work these days?
He looked at me the moment he noticed I wasn't following.
"What?" He asked. I shook my head.
Smiling from ear to ear, I wasn't able to suppress it any longer.
I admitted to myself.
Questions and confusion aside.
One thing's for sure...
I definitely missed walking with him.