12:32 AM

*Author's POV*

      Yoongi quietly walked in the dorm, knowing the members were asleep, and maybe you also. First he checked your room, since the door was open. You weren't there.

       It set his heart ablaze when he found you curled up on his bed, slightly drooling. It was such a precious moment, so precious that he couldn't help, but to take a picture.

       Smiling his famous gummy smile, he put on some old basketball shorts and took his shirt off. Usually he'd wear a shirt, but he found out how hot it gets when you're cuddling with someone.

        Again, he couldn't deny the growing love (don't tell him I told you) for the beautiful you. But your worries have played in his mind. He felt too old for you, and though you and Jungkook seem to 'hate' each other now, Jungkook was the perfect match.

         Carefully sliding next to you, Yoongi scooped you into his embrace, putting the pillow how it normally was and laid his head on your shoulder.

        The guys who knew about his crush on you had teased him for a while, but he denied it saying, 'I'm too old for her, besides, she's dating Jungkook,' when he wasn't really denying it.

         "Yoongi Oppa~" you whined quietly, pressing back into his chest and cuddling in his arms. Yoongi gave a quiet chuckle and covered them in his comforters. Your steady breathing urged him into slumber, and like always, Jin disappeared and you were the only thing around in his eyes.

* * *

           "Ready for the second day of school?" Yoongi woke me up, tucking messy strands of hair behind my ear.

        "No. I want to stay with you," I said childishly, holding onto his arms that were wrapped around me like he was going to disappear if I let them go.

        "(Y/n)-" Yoongi sighed.

        "Please oppa? Can you at least have lunch with me?" I begged, not wanting to leave him.

        "Fine, and maybe I'll tell you my third hint," he suggested in a mere whisper.

        "We're in person. Can't you tell me now?"

        "Nope. I'm saving something special for Saturday," he purred sweetly, trying not to fall asleep.

        "I can't wait two days," I said dramatically.

        "Oh, but you can. Oppa said to," Yoongi smiled tiredly.

         "Ya! Lazy bums! Get up, Jungkook is waiting for (Y/n)," Jin walked over and hit us in the head with a pillow, making us both groan in slight pain.

        "Okay, let me get ready," I whimpered, pushing the pillow away and squirming out of Yoongi's arms.

        It was hard to hide my disappointment, yet I was excited for lunch. When I was finished and ready, I walked calmly out of my room.

        "Wanna walk me to school, oppa?" I bit my lip to hold in my sadness. Everyday felt cold, because everyday seemed like I was getting more childish. He's probably going to tell me he knew about my crush and reject me on Saturday, the day before they leave for tour...

* * * *

       The hours passed pretty quickly, and right as the bell rang, you know I jumped up in an instant, sprinting. It was never a good idea...

       My body collided with another person's, and thankfully the person caught me.

        "Why in such a hurry?" Yoongi teased, helping me find my balance

        "Because it's lunch time," I smiled, squinting my eyes cutely. "And someone promised to have lunch with me."

       "Oh really?" He arched an eyebrow. "Who?"

      "Pabo," I wack him playfully on the arm. Yoongi chuckled, patting my head, "Who's pabo? Can I meet him?"

      "I think you already met him," I replied in a sassy tone.

      "Oh really? Where?"

      "Aish," I rolled my eyes. "You can be very annoying."

      "Says you," he replied casually.

      "You love me."

      "Not until you give me a hug."

      "What? Why?" I stopped in my tracked, looking up at the older male, my cheeks instantly burning up.

       "I want a hug," he stopped in front of me.

        "Why?"

        "Because. Give your oppa a hug, or else~" he sung, opening his arms.

        "Or else what?"

        "I won't let you sleep in my bed ever again."

        "Never?" I tried to see if he was bluffing, but his eyes gave away nothing.

        "Nope. Never."

        I shyly wrapped my arms around him, laying my head on his chest. His arms landed on my back, holding me closer.

        "Can we go eat now?" I mumbled around his sweatshirt, feeling my stomach growl.

        "Yeah, yeah, let's go," he let go, and I scowled at him.

        "You better not have wrinkled up my school uniform with that hug."