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Y/N's POV

I groaned with the agonizing pain causing by the headache, it was because of the copious amount of alcohol I had consumed. It seems like the headache was being a hardcore enemy with the light as soon as I open my eyes and interact with the sunlight beaming through the window. It was like a hummer knocking in my skull rapidly with annoying noise.

I closed my eyes back, giving my temples some massage, hoping it will relieve me but of no use.

Slowly I moved my drained body to get up and sit straight on the bed, my half-open eyes directly land on the wall clock, showing the time 7:00 am. then it shifts to the TV which was attached to the wall. I try to blink few time as I stare at the TV which was starting to look like the most interesting thing on earth. I was still in my sleepy mind not gaining my sense.

Something is strange, but I couldn't figure out what was the strange thing.

Right then the door swing open without permission, gaining my attention from the TV to the door.

"Get dress and come down."

Some clothes were abruptly thrown at my face and the man disappear while I was taking care of removing the fabric out of my face.

I know that voice. Yoongi?

I blink, confused. Only then, reality hit me hard like an arrow of memory targeted at me.

I gasped with the realization, "I spend the night with yoongi. I- I'm at Yoongi house."

"AaaAHhhh" I screamed, burying my face in the clothes which he had passed on to me. I was embarrassed by myself, and the hot crimson already own its place on my cheeks.

But how did I ended here?

"It can't get any worse than this." I felt like I want to cry but no more humiliating myself, I have to come over it.

I release my face from the clothes as I reluctantly dragged my feet to the bathroom that was around the corner. I hook the clothes and lean on the sink looking at myself in the mirror. I was still in the white dress that I wore yesterday. The floral dress now stinks with alcohol perfume, and whatsoever I could feel and it disgusts me. How did I fall asleep like this?

I release a deep sighed and strip my clothes and took a warm bath that feels like heaven to me. The warm water runs down my skin which relieves me from my stress. So much have happened yesterday and I was still yet to overcome the consequences.

I don't remember anything.

Soon, I finished my bath and dry up myself with the towel. I grab the clothes that yoongi had given to me but... there was a slight problem. My jaw drops down looking at clothes as I mirror myself wearing those.

"Nope, not gonna happen." I shook my head in a No-No.

Unbelievable! How can he give this to me?

It was a boxer, a man boxer! I did not see it earlier because the oversize white T-shirt covers it up. I disgustedly pick it up from the tip of my fingers and move it near my nose and sniffed it.

Hope it's not a used one.

Seriously how can he give this to me? Can't he just let me borrow jisoo clothes?

Wait?! Does jisoo know that I'm here in their house? Omg y/n! Why do I keep finding ways to humiliate myself in front of yoongi.

I groaned with the thoughts, not that I am going to wear her clothes, So it's better to use this one. Let's not complain about it.

I wore it but... it was loose.

I front, looking at myself in the mirror. I sighed in frustration as I got no choice, right now I was in no position to complain about his clothes. I have to adjust it.

I hate myself for being in this helpless situation.

The boxer was loose around my waist and every minute I have to pull it up again, so hopefully, It will not fall. Especial not in front of yoongi.

And then I put on the oversize

white T-shirt. My jaw drops again, it was big, like really big. It can be double XXL for me, It falls till my knee, covering the boxer inside and the nick coller falls till one of my shoulders, showing every possible neckline of mine.

"You got to be kidding me." Okay now I have the right to complain about this look, and on top of that, I wasn't wearing anything underneath, No bra at all.

This dress-up was a bit too much for me, even though it was simple but I feel like I was actually wearing my non-existent boyfriend comfy clothes, trying to get his attention and get cuddly with him.

"Okay y/n you are thinking too much. He's never gonna see you like that." I assured myself, giving one last look in the mirror and walk towards the exit as I pulled up the loose boxer on my hip again.

"Please don't fall."

I make my way to the downstairs and peek around the corner of the house to search for the soul but there was not even the slightest slight of the ghost. Yes, that's right, It means Jisoo. I walked towards the kitchen, where I heard some noises, hoping that it will be yoongi. When I walk in, I saw him putting butter on the bread and two dark coffee on the side of the table.

I clear my throat to gained his attention and starts a conversation, "What's there for breakfast?" Walking towards him, I asked.

"Bread and butter."

His deep husky morning voice crawls in my skin and immediately I was welcome again with the unwanted feeling. His hand froze from putting the butter on the bread when his eyes goggle on me. Obviously because of how I look.

He was checking me out and was amazed by my look, not to mention that I was in my bare face without make-up, I couldn't help but feel nervous. It was obvious how his eyes were lingering around from my open neckline and to my knee.

"Stop looking at me like that." Finally, I said the words, not wanting him to make me more uncomfortable with his satisfied eye on me. He looks away quickly as he touches his nose. I couldn't believe my eyes but his movement clearly shows that he was shy of what he just did. I could clearly see the blushes on his cheek as his skin was white as a...Boil egg. Did he grow up in a basement? Why is his skin so fair.

I pulled myself a chair, making myself comfortable and yoongi handed me a cup of coffee as I smile at him with a thank you.

Coffee is everything.

"Did you sleep well?"

He finally starts a conversation, avoiding my presence.

"Well...I guess, I did. I don't remember. How did I end up here?" I asked, with the missing piece inside my brain. I remembered crying on him and then...blank.

"You were drunk, and you cried, and then you fall asleep." His answer was quick and short like he was afraid of answering any further question as he took the chair opposite to mine.

I fall asleep? I don't even remember how? How did it happen?

"How did I ended up here in your house?" I asked curiously, but yoongi seems to be annoyed at my question as he heaved a sigh.

"Of course you can't walk by yourself to your home when you fall asleep." He said in a harsh tone, a minute ago everything was going smoothly but his mood suddenly changes. I was starting to pull up the strange strings from him. He is hiding something. For some reason, I feel like there is a lot more going on, and that, I need to know.

And I will find it out.

I bit my bread, shooting an eye of suspicion at him as he silently sipped his coffee.

What are you hiding yoongi?

Without the missing piece, I couldn't connect any theory and the silence between us seems to be giving me a clue, that he was hiding something.

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"Why- why did your fiancé break off the engagement?"

He suddenly asked out of nowhere as his eyes finally meet my suspicious look.

I froze with the sudden question. Yoongi is not someone who would middle his lazy nose into someone life rather than lives his. But right now, his eyes say that he was eager to know why?

Should I spill it out?

I debate, asking the question to myself. Should I tell him?

"It's okay if you don't want to share it. Everyone has a dark spot." He stood up, taking his empty cup to the sink as his voices ring in my ear with sadness and disappointment?

He is acting differently?

"I don't know." My voice was weak and low as I start recalling what happened 3 years ago.

"He just delivered dozens of red and purple tulips to me which decorated my room, saying there was a surprise written on a piece of note that was delivered together with the flowers. A note of flowers declaring an undying love." Spilling the untold story, I was getting emotional again. My fear for losing the man I once loved. Yoongi stands at the sink with his back facing me as he silently listened to my words.

I laugh, getting to the ridiculous point of the story. Why was the reason I was going to get engaged? "You know what! I was crazy for love. I don't even know who he really is. The engagement was arranged by our family. Yet, I fell for him. I fell for his sweet lies. That day I was looking forward to meet the person whom I was going to call my husband. I was so excited and happy. I waited and waited for him but he never appears. It's crazy, isn't it? Someone would say I'm foolish and dumb for a person I never met." I ended with a chuckle, mocking at myself.

"You were naive, y/n. It wasn't your fault."

Yoongi said, his back still refusing to face me as he looks down in the sink, he seems to be lost but my heart was touch, surprised at his words. Never have I ever thought he would say that to me. I wasn't expecting his sympathy but nor the assuring words. Even Baekhyun said that I was agreeing to a foolish decision and that was the reason why I continued to cling on him after the heartbreak because I thought Baekhyun was right.

Am I wrong now?

Leaving my seat, I walked towards the sink where yoongi standing, I hold my empty cup with me.

"Thanks for the breakfast," I said trying not to make it sound awkward as the situation wasn't helping, and I gently put the cup in the sink.

Before I turned around and leave, Yoongi suddenly grabbed my wrist, pulling my weak body towards him.

My body came in to interact with his frim frame as he pulled me in. I back off one step immediately as it took me by surprise, he was still holding my wrist, then only I realized Yoongi was looking at me differently. He has a soft mysterious eye they seem to be crying with the unseen tears. I couldn't read what was going on but those eyes were screaming my name and I was curious to know why?

His mysterious eyes grow more deeper as he slowly steps closer, filling the gap between us. My breathing became heavier as I felt his warmth radiating in my skin, only a few inches were between us. I couldn't understand what to do, I was functioning manually but my body won't listen to me, I was frozen on my spot. Some part of me was curious to know what he was going to do next.

He leans in, touching my forehead with his. His other hand moved on to my cheek, caressing it just like yesterday, with care and affection.

His hand was warm and It gives me the tingling sensation in my tummy, and I was melting away like my heart was a butter. I was fighting with the unwanted feeling but I couldn't win over his overwhelming warm sensation taking control over me.

Back off. Back off Y/N.

Back. Off!

I was screaming inside my head but my physical body won't listen to me because my heart was asking to get melt with his. Our eyes were lock and it was unbreakable without a key.

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