🪐✨🌙I am not Moon🌙✨🪐

t h i r t y - t w o

t u e s d a y

4:53 p.m.

Your POV

"What do, you want me to say please or something?" I ask, voice oozing with annoyance.

"Fine, please give me my bag," I ask Yoongi, who is currently holding my tools hostage.

This is really embarrassing given the not large height difference between the two of us. I jump up, attempting to reach for my bag. As my feet come back down to the floor, they don't quite land right and I trip. What the heck did I trip on? I wonder, as I make my way to the floor or somewhere on top of my coffee table. It's too short notice for me to react quick enough to save or salvage myslef (and grace.) I hear a loud metallic thud and feel hands wrap around my body. I process what happened - he caught me. Yoongi's arms are wrapped around me, like a net. Too close, too close, I panic, strangely feeling safe in his hold. I don't know if it's because I was on my way to a concussion or what. Is he blushing? I wonder, noticing the very faint red color on Yoongi's cheeks. I try not to look at him, but there's nothing I can look at. My eyes find their way to his. Yoongi seemed to already be staring at me.

"Caught you," He finally speaks, breaking the silence.

The statement came out so soft and hushed, almost mimicking the intimacy between us at this moment. It catches me off guard a bit.

"Th-thanks," I stutter.

Yoongi assists me with standing back up on my own two feet before bending down to pick up my tool bag. I can feel my heart returning back to its neutral pace. That was interesting I note, brushing the hair out of my face.

"Can I have my bag now?" I ask, holding my hand out.

Yoongi crosses his arms and furrows his eyebrows, as if he is thinking.

"Hmm, no,"Yoongi responds, a satisfied look on his face.

"Aish," I sigh, as he walks by me.

"Come on, kitten," He says, waiting by the front door.

I feel a pit in my stomach form. I whip my head over to him, "Kit-kitten?" I repeat, appalled by the nickname.

"What?" He asks, chuckling with a smile like nothing happened.

How can people do that? Something happens and they act like nothing happened? I wonder, taking a breather before walking to the door. I turn my back to Yoongi to lock up the apartment.

"Let's go," I tell Yoongi, beginning to walk down the hallway.

I lead the way out of the elevator as I let out a yawn. Yoongi rushes ahead of me towards the lobby doors and I follow behind, taking my sweet time with each stride. Once I get closed, he opens the door for me.

"Thank you, sir," I say to Yoongi with a small smile, walking out of the building.

Yoongi and I make our way to the car and get in, him in the drivers seat and me in the passenger seat. I fear if I were the one driving, there'd be a chance of me dozing out. He starts the car and soon after we leave the parking lot. I turn on the radio almost instantly, hoping to hear something new. Sadly, it's the same songs, on every station. I give up and settle on a song I can listen to before sitting back in my seat. I look out the window, seeing the various buildings and stores. The sidewalks are crowded, most people are on their way back to work or just ending a shift.

"Hey, Y/N," Yoongi says.

"Yes," I reply, turning my head to him.

"Here," He says, handing me the aux cord.