𝓞𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓜𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓭 (discontinued)

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𝚈/𝚗'𝚜 𝙿𝙾𝚅 (several weeks later)

Being married ain't that bad, especially being married with Yoongi. Whenever I come home late he waits up for me, cooks for me, and takes me to his schedule sometimes. Yoongi told the media the story of us, and they completely left me alone; Yoongi fulfilled my idea and the media totally didn't doubt it.

His fans see me as a friend and they like to see me with him. Though some of them hates my guts but he always defends me.

Speaking of Yoongi, he's been acting differently. His been super attentive, curious about my day went, which is very considerate of him but he looks like he was interrogating me rather than making conversations with. When I ask what was his problem is he always avoids it. I like it when he asks about my day but something felt off about it.

"Y/n noona" Soobin cuts off my train of thoughts, I looked at him and he was wearing a pastel sweater with brown slacks that fitted him well. "I'm going to lunch, can I interest you with anything when I get back?" he asks

My lips curved up into a small smile while I think he was sweet "can you grab me a sandwich? I had a heavy breakfast since my husband made my favorite pancakes this morning so I'll have a snack instead" I explain and he nods

Did I just call Yoongi my husband? That came out weird but weirdly I like saying it...

"okay, I'll be back in a hour or so" he says waving and I waved back saying a gently bye to him

As he left I rested my arm on the counter as I scroll on my phone, seeing the all kinds of posts on my Instagram. After I scrolled my social media I decided to arrange the new books we recently got from the donations we got a few days ago.

I lifted the small box and dragged into a small hallway of shelves and arrange the books accordingly. I internally smiled when we got new books, that means I can read it in my free time.

I stood at my 5 foot frame standing next to the shelf holding a book planning where to put it on high shelf. I stood up to my tippy toes touching the edge of the highest shelf. I let out a frustrated grunt when I can barely reach it.

I heard a small chuckle behind me "Y/n noona, you're so small" Soobin chuckled

I let out a exhausted sigh "it's only been 50 minutes why are back early?" I asked leaning against the dark wood shelf, the book still in my hand

"I thought I'd eat with you" he says coming closer to me and the sandwiches in hand, the shelves between us forcing us to be closer than usual

Soobin grabbed the book in my and quickly put it on the spot where I wanted it. The distance can be nonexistent between us; he stood at his 6 foot frame. His height covered my own, I was the same height as his shoulder. I looked up to see his his soft brown eyes looking down at my frame.

I smell his strong cologne which smelt like a forest and the sea combined, it smelt incredible to be honest.

His gaze soften upon seeing my gaze on him, he leant down as the same level as my face looking at my expression "I don't tell you this enough noona but... you're pretty" he says like a whisper

I looked at him my mouth hanging from surprised "S-Soobin-ssi" I stuttered his name

He then took a step back smiling sweetly "shall we eat?" he asks innocently holding the sandwiches up

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"thanks for staying Soobin" I say putting the books on the right shelves "I know it's already late"

"it's quite alright noona, I didn't want to leave you with alot to do" he says "besides I didn't want to leave yet"

I smiled at him internally grateful "we'll finish up here, then we can continue it tomorrow"

"oh about tomorrow, can I take a leave?" he asks with a guilty look on his face "it's my friend's birthday tomorrow and me and my other friends wanted to have a birthday party for him--"

"its ok Soobin, you can go" I said easing him "just work 2x better the next day" I say and he immediately smiled

"thank you noona, why dont you come? its at 4, if you have time" Soobin says

"thanks for the invite Soobin, I'll think about it" I say "now, lets finish up so we can go home" Soobin nods his head

𝐀 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

"I'm home" I shout out as I came through the front door, when nobody answered I furrowed my eyebrows confused, I thought Yoongi was waiting for me. "Yoongi?" I call out but again nobody answered

I grabbed my phone out of my jacket pocket and dialed his number "hello?" his deep voice answered

"oh Yoongi-shi, where are you? It's already late" I say briefly looking at the wall clock "are you okay?"

"sorry Y/n I'm swamped at my studio, I dont think I'll be home tonight" he answered

oh... "that's ok, that can't be help Yoongi" I let out a sad smiled "if you do come home tomorrow, text me okay? I wanna know if your alright" I say taking a sit on the sofa feeling tired

"you got it Y/n, I'll see you" he says

"Bye Yoongi, I lo- I mean take care" I said before hanging up

I almost said 'I love you' to him, what was that about? Calm down Y/n, it was a friendly 'I love you', dont overthink it.

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