Min Yoongi never wanted a soulmate. As far as he was concerned, he only had time in his life for his music and his members. He didn't like the idea of depending on another person for survival and he knew all too well how much of a pain that could be...
Arriving in London was bittersweet for Crys and Yoongi after spending so much time away together, but they both had responsibilities to attend to. She had to get back to her schoolwork as well as the jobs she'd booked while they were here; and he had to get back to practicing, performing, and writing for his next mixtape.
They give each other a knowing glance before putting on their sunglasses so they could be escorted off the jet and into the car that was waiting for them. Crys lay her head on his shoulder on the drive to the hotel they'd be staying in, listening to him as he pointed out and explained things they passed by. He'd been to London a handful of times, but she hadn't and was grateful for the mini history lesson.
He'd noticed that she was quieter, seemingly lost in her thoughts a lot since the news about her father, but he didn't feel anything particularly strong coming off her, so he let her be to sort it out herself. If she wanted to talk about it, she would; and he'd be right there to listen.
She'd noticed that he noticed. He was slightly more attentive and affectionate than usual, a silent offering of comfort she gladly accepted. His touch and his voice calmed her thoughts. As cool as she wanted to remain, the thought of her mom's side of the family in cahoots with that man knowing what he did, didn't sit right with her. A part of her wanted to book a flight just to go wild out on everybody involved, but the most rational part of herself asks what that would accomplish besides giving them the attention they want but don't deserve. She'd written them off as lost causes a long time ago and shouldn't be allowing them to cause her any turmoil. They didn't deserve that power.
With a heavy sigh, she ducks underneath Yoongi's arm so she could lay her head on his chest. He obliges, pushing her hair behind her ear, his hand dropping to her shoulder that he stroked comfortingly with his thumb. She didn't even realize she'd fallen asleep until he was waking her up, letting her know they'd arrived at the hotel.
They make their way through the back entrance flanked by bodyguards and take an elevator up to the 51st floor, which had been rented in its entirety for BTS and staff. They take their key card from security and make their way to their room while Yoongi put in the group chat that they were back.
"Wow, this is luxurious," Crystal says when they enter, pleasantly surprised.
She didn't even want to know how much staying here cost as she took in the view from the floor to ceiling windows of the curved room.
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"There's a desk," she nods, satisfied that the bedroom had a spot that both she and Yoongi could work at.
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