The constant beeping entering your ears caused you to stir awake, eyes shutting themselves tighter before opening into squints. Your eyes widened at the sleeping face inches away from you, biting on your tongue to stop yourself from screaming. The male furrowed his eyebrows at the sound, arm that you didn’t realise was on your waist bringing you closer, a groan escaping the lips you couldn’t help but stare at.

           Once again.

           Min Yoongi had nice lips.

           Shaking the thought away, you felt yourself blushing at the fact that he was practically hugging you in bed - as wrong as that sounded. 

           You didn’t want it to end. 

           But alas, the never ending beeps caused him to groan once more, eyes slowly opening.  

           “God.”

           You stared at his wide, wide eyes, confused.

           “I must still be dreaming.” Yoongi’s lips were parted, eyes large and staring at you, immersed. “.” Still staring.  “You look so beautiful.”

           Your cheeks were red by then, teeth unconsciously nibbling your bottom lip, eyes looking at anywhere but Yoongi, trying so hard to ignore the arm still circled around your waist. Before you could even say anything though, the beeping got louder, startling the male.

           “, I’m sorry.” The arm was removed - much to your disappointment - as Yoongi quickly got off the bed, swallowing the lump in his throat. “I’m sorry I wasn’t fully um…” He took a quick glance at you frozen on the bed, “Awake.”

           “I-It’s okay.” You sat upright, red as ever. 

           “I’m uh, I’m going to um…” Yoongi took a silent breath in, looking directly at you, “What do you want to eat?”

           “Anything is fine!” The sudden blurt caused a smile to crack on the male’s face, him looking fondly at you before giving a small nod, “I’ll see what I can do.” Taking a last look, smile still there, he went out of the room.

           Min Yoongi said you were beautiful.

☆☆☆

           Carding his fingers through his hair, Yoongi groaned for the umpteenth time. He did not just say that out loud did he.

            it.

           He did. 

           Sure enough, he thought it was a dream. Of course he thought it was a dream. The girl he loved was on his bed, lying on his bed, lying on his bed beside him with his arm around her - with her awake and staring at him so intently.

           How could he not think it was a dream?

           Drowsiness long gone, memories of the day before came flooding back in, and Yoongi couldn’t help but grin so, so wide.

           You wanted to go back home with him.

           You wanted to stay with him.

           You were okay with both of you sleeping on the same bed.

            You were awake when he woke up so that meant you were okay with his arm around you.

☆☆☆

           “We’re gonna get breakfast on the way to school.”

           You nodded at his words, climbing into the passenger seat.