After Yoongi texted the details where the members and him were staying at, you decided to stop being a kid and tell him whether you were going to fly out or not.

I'm flying out tomorrow, you texted. I should be there after midday.

You sent the text and put your phone on silent. Like you needed to explain anything to him.

Making your way towards your room, you decided to work on your piece before your flight tomorrow.

You pulled out your laptop and began clearing your head.

Screw Yoongi, you thought bitterly. You'll force him to sit still and listen to you when you see him. Either way, this was starting to ruin your day, sleep and mood. You needed to know what was wrong with him.