shattered

chapter 26

My fingers worry the edge of my dress as I bite at my lip. Fuck.
Breathe ______. Just breathe.

It's going to be okay. And if it's not... well.

It will be fine. It's Yoongi. It's fine. Breathe. Just breathe.

My feet tap against the floor, making a rhythm to my nervousness. The rough stattico of my heart beat.

I hope he's coming here, and I wasn't meant to meet him somewhere. Oh shit. What if I was meant to meet him somewhere.

Uh. Fuck. Think ______. Did we say we would meet in the common room?

I wrack my brain trying to remember all our conversations, but I don't remember us discussing where to meet. Shit. Maybe I should go to the common room.

I'm pulled from my thoughts by a knocking on the door.

Oh shit. He's here.

Breathe. In and out. Breathe.

I tentatively walk to the door, my hand resting against the handle, as I draw in a deep breath of air. Jerking my hand down I pull the door open.

Oh. My. God.

Dark slacks enclose his legs, a white shirt with the top two buttons undone, showing me a fraction of his chest. The smooth white skin tempting and teasing me; but most shocking is his hair. Gone is the pink. Dark brown in its place. Giving him a completely different look.

He thrusts some flowers towards me. I look down watching as his hand seems to have a death grip on them. A small smile sits on my lips, he seems just as nervous as I am.

"Holy shit." He mutters.

I hope that's a good holy shit.

"You look.... wow." His eyes are raking up and down my body. I can't help the nervous thrum that vibrates through me at his look.

I tentatively take the flowers, excusing myself to put them in some water. The roses letting off a sweet smell. I bite my lip and smile to myself at the thought of him picking them out for me.

I walk back to the door, where he takes my hand. My eyes flicker to the floor when we get to the common room and everyones eyes land on us. "Oooohhhh's" filling the air. Of course, its dinner time, so everyone sees us.

I'm pretty sure my face is turning the same colour as my jacket.

Stop looking at me. Stop fucking staring! Breathe. Just breathe. Sera catches my eye, she has a big smile on her face, winking at me at. I can't stop the small smile that crosses my lips.

His thumb runs against the back of my hand, bringing my focus back to him and him alone.

We leave the psych ward, going up the floor levels to one that I am unfamiliar with. The lights here are dimmed for the evening, and there are no nurses or doctors bustling around. I think we are in the upper management levels judging from all the fancy desks in the rooms I catch glimpses of.

"Are... are we allowed up here?" I ask. my voice is quiet, expecting somone to pop out of one of the rooms demanding to know why we're here and what the hell we're doing.

Yoongi's eyes seem to be searching for a certain room. They flicker all over the walls reading names on doors. His fingers are still holding mine as we walk down the hallway.

With a small smile on his face, he turns us to a door.

"We're allowed to be here, this is where we are having our date." He places his hand on the handle pushing it down and in, the dark wooden door swings open.