Epilogue
Tea
I shifted underneath the covers and grabbed the sheets next to me only to find an unfamiliar cold in the spot where Yoongi would lay, my eyes fluttered open and I frowned. “Yoongi-ah” I called, silence, I called again “Min Yoongi,” I sighed and sat up in bed and listened to the silence around me. Unable to figure out where Yoongi was, you decided to call his mobile.
Ring…Ring…Ring…
“Suga aren’t you going to answer that?” Jin pointed to Suga’s phone which was vibrating against the table. Suga shrugged “I’d rather not,” He sighed and buried his face in his hands “I don’t know what to do” He rubbed back his hair and puffed out his cheeks “What if I don’t get her what she wants and then she forever hates me!” Suga laid his head on the café table. Jungkook walked over to the side of the table and rubbed his hyung’s back “I’m not good with love hyung, but she’s your girlfriend,” Suga looked up at the maknae “I mean come on, how could she ever be mad at you?” “Well,” Suga sighed “there was that one time…”
Flashback
“Yoongi-ah!” I called from the laundry room “ya, what’s up?” Yoongi leaned on the washing machine and rose a brow at me “you want me to-“I held up my shirt, more specifically my favorite shirt, the one Yoongi got me for my birthday last year. He looked at it, inspecting every part of the shirt, “What’s wrong with it?” He asked. I gave him the “are you stupid, look what you did look” and it clicked right in his noggin. “Bleach stain?” He asked. I nodded and showed him the back end of my shirt “It’s ruined and it’s your fault, you can’t wash things with bleach! What kind of person- I hate you Min Yoongi. Don’t talk to me for the rest of the day!” I stomped off
“That was the first incident…” Suga laughed to himself “Although she did talk to me for the rest of the day, nonstop actually, and come to think of it she did ask to cuddle with me” Suga stared off into space “Women” he laughed. Jungk
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