This story is almost coming to an end. The unsolved mysteries and rest of the plot will continue on in the sequel- focusing on Yoongi's side of the story- and I'm sorry that this story is not that interesting like I had thought it would be. Along the way, I just lost my motivation but, I'm okay now. I'll be better in the sequel and my other stories. For now, toodles my lovely subscribers :)

It was 6 in the morning when I suddenly woke up.

My eyes fluttered open as I grumbled and stretched my whole body over the bed at the sound of the birds chirping. The ends of my lips curling upwards, forming a grin which ultimately lead to me giggling by myself as I tossed and turned, wrapping  myself with the blanket despite the summer heat being unbearable for this morning. Somehow along the way as I tossed and turned, I had fallen to the floor. My face being the first one to kiss the carpeted floor from being to giddy and I might had slapped myself a few time just for drastic measures - to make sure all of these was not a dream. My eyes gazed at the ceiling adoringly as I sat cross-legged on the floor, shrugging the blanket off when the heat was beginning to torture me.  I dumbly grinned at the imaginary picture of Jeon Jungkook sketched upon the white wall of the my bedroom's ceiling. A mirage of him smiling so beautifully at me, his two front teeth present, making my heart flutter just a bit more. His right hand reaching for me and I extended my left hand to reciprocate. I sighed, the moment his mirage disappeared the moment I felt it was too good to be true. Mind drifting to the incident from yesterday and I couldn't help but giggle again, covering myself with the blanket to kick it off me again. My cheeks flushed as I went to the bathroom to freshen up with memories from yesterday, embedded in my mind

"A date?" 

Jungkook had smiled, striding his way towards me to hug and I felt my own self smiling, my heart soaring towards heaven if it was capable of it as I slowly enveloped him, my nose sniffing his scent and I felt my mind was at peace at the words he spoke out when his hands that were on my waist tightened. I tried my best to squeeze him before he leaned away, kissing me on the forehead and finally answered me.

"It's a yes, gorgeous. I would be crazy to say no after everything," 

Both of us smiling, his eyes turning crescents and without giving him a head's up. I had tiptoed, my arms went over his shoulder and I mustered up the courage to gently peck him on the nose, followed by a kiss on the lips allowing him to smile even more despite the headache he was having.

I giggled to myself as I dried my hair with a towel, staring at the table mirror. My phone ringing loudly from the bed and I immediately dived for it, hoping it was from a certain someone but it was another person. Regardless of it being someone else, I still read the message with a stupid smile on my face.

From : Sugar & Sprinkles

Meet me upstairs. We need to talk :)

Puffing my cheeks as I pondered on what he possibly need to talk about, I replied him with a quick message that I'll be there in a few minutes as I wore some hairband on the table and glanced at my image in the mirror before heading out to the rooftop. I opened the door to the rooftop, glancing to the right to see Yoongi drinking beer by himself and I raised an eyebrow, surprised to see him drinking alcohol this early. He sipped a bit on it before glancing at me and I wondered for a moment after seeing how mellow he looked.

"What do you want to talk about ?" I chirped up, immediately went beside him to sit and I cringed at the smell of him. He stank of alcohol. I couldn't help but made a face, noticing the empty cans beside him and I wondered how long had he been here. He giggled and I snapped out of my trance, shooting a curious glance at him before hearing him giving a vague answer. "Stuff,"

Frowning, I pulled my legs towards my chest and propped my head over my knees, "What stuff?" Right at the moment, my phone buzzed to life and I smiled to Yoongi for a moment to focus on my phone. Unlocking it, I happened to see a message from Jungkook.

From : ♡ Oppa ♡

Good morning gorgeous. I hope you dreamt well <3

I couldn't help but giggle, a thumb hovering over every word on the screen. My heart thundering and flowering at the same time, my cheeks flushing as I sent a quick reply of good morning before letting it slip through my fingers and combusted by myself, the phone falling on the ground as I tried to hide my face in between my arms, wanting to just fangirl to my heart's content.

"You guys made up ?" Yoongi piped up, hiccuping afterwards when he tried to sip onto his beer. I sighed, grabbing the beer away from him and I drank it, earning his attention. He had an amused smile, noticing how I was holding back the coughs, trying my best to nod my head as an answer. Both of us went silent, the sound of the both of us exhanging the bottle beer and sipping on it. I was getting a bit anxious with the silence and how Yoongi was not stopping himself.

"Sprinkles, what's going on?" I piped up, not giving the bottle of beer to him when he was grumbling out incoherent words instead of answering me. Yoongi had sighed, getting on his knees to continue on trapping me between the wall and his body. His face stern, no emotions could be observed by me but then, he smiled so suddenly. Lips curling into a bright smile, his eyes so charming as small crescents but I instinctively covered my nose when I smell the drunk smell from him. He chuckled, leaving a big wet kiss on my nose before stealing the beer away from me and sat beside me as if nothing happened. "Nothing, I just want to hear you talk,"

I felt a lump forming in my throat, a nagging feeling was attacking me but I knew it wasn't the right time for that. Instead, I started another topic as I forced the lump down, closing the distance between us and lacing our fingers together. "Are you leaving that soon?"

He smiled, his eyes looked so sad from where I sat as he focused on our laced fingers, kissing the knuckles on my right hand before answering me with a nod of his head. I worried my lower lip, feeling how Yoongi loosened his hold on me before tightening again. His fingers went over my knuckles before focusing on me. By then, he had stop drinking already.

"Beautiful," He went silent again when we met eyes, cautiously on his lower lip before speaking up again, "Are you happy with everyhing now?"

His eyes boring holes into mine and I smiled almost confusingly, not sure how to react as I leave a kiss on our interlaced hands before answering. I laughed, glancing at the yellow hue on the sky as I laid my head on his shoulder. "I think I am," Smiling, I tightened my hand over his and enjoyed the view of the rising sun. I could feel his eyes still boring at the crown of my head before resting his head over mine, our hands clasped together as he squeezed on it.

"The hairband, it looks beautiful on you,"