"Huh..?" Love?! What?! I'm confused... He let go of me. "I know we haven't known eachother for long, but..." His face was red. "I think I like you, and..." It seemed like he couldn't find words. "You make me really...Happy..?" I didn't know what to say. I've never gotten a confession before. And from Hoseok..?

"You don't have to accept my feelings, Yoongi. I'm not even too sure about it, but I guess...I felt like it was a good time to at least say something..?" I stood there, frozen.

"I've never liked someone, so I don't know how it feels...I don't know...I don't know I don't know...." He took both of my hands and held them in his. "You don't have to understand. You don't have to accept me. I don't know either, so I guess we can go though this together..! How about it?" His beautiful smile...

Do I..?

I nodded.

He took my hand and walked to a nearby park bench. Sitting down, I got really nervous.
He then became serious. "You said you've...Been cutting..? Because the voice won't stop..?" I nodded.

"I'm trying not to get too upset.." He gave me a sad smile. I shrugged, "it's fine."

"W-Where..?"

My face flushed pink. "M-My thighs...Close to my hip..." I put my hand on my upper thigh.

"L-Love..." He realized what he said and his face flushed red in embarrassment. "I-I MEAN- YOONGI! I-I won't ask you to show me. And I remember from the beginning...You didn't promise that you wouldn't cut again...I guess..." That feeling is back... Anxiety? No. Nervousness? Nope... "I'll have to move in with you!"

"H-Huh..?!" My eyes went wide. "M-Move in?! I don't have a lot of room-" you do have an extra bedroom, Yoongi.

"That's fine! I want to make sure you're safe!" I hope you can help me...

Hope...

"F-Fine." I crossed my arms. "Cutie~" He reached over and pinched my cheek. I pushed his hand away. "Fuck you."

"Oh, you would."

I started choking. "DIRTY NOW, AREN'T WE?" He licked his lips, but broke into a laugh. "You're too cute! I can't be serious!"

"Let's play a game!" He clapped and smiled.

"W-What game..?"

He smirked. "Let's see who gets visibly uncomfortable quicker~" He licked his lips again.

I just started laughing. "I'm gonna lose!"

"If you try you won't!"

"Have you met my anxiety?" He ruffled my hair and laughed.

"But to make you happy, okay." I said as he smiled. "I'm going to guess you just want to use pick up lines on me?" Hoseok's eyes went wide. I found him out. "S-Something like that..! Let's play, shall we..? You go first!"

"Uhmmm..." I thought for a minute, beginning to bite my lip. "Aah, just you biting your lip-" He put his hands over his mouth. "I mean...You look hot when you bite your lip···" His speech was muffled, but I could make out his words.

I smirked. "I win. And that was unintentional." He flicked my forehead. "My turn!"

Our faces got really close. Hello Anxiety. My heartbeat sped up as he grabbed my chin. "W-Why did I agree to this..." I mumbled. My eyes went wide as our lips brushed.

He pulled away. "That's the closest I'm going to get to a kiss~ Totally worth it~" I put my hands over my mouth. Shit shit shit. Oh my god. Oh my god oh my god oh my god. I was blushing big time.

"Yoongi?" I saw his worried face and pulled my hands away from my mouth. "Y-You win..."

"Yoongi, your nose is bleeding." I put the side of my finger against my nose. Sure enough, it was bleeding.

"I didn't know you would be that uncomfortable. Sorry, Yoongs."

"Don't call me that." I said as I tried to stop the blood.

"HEEEEYYYYYYYY!" Aaaand there goes our quiet alone time. Taehyung almost ran into the bench, but stopped himself. "Why didn't you come in?" He saw my nose. "yOONGI YOUR NOSE!! ILL GO GET NAPKINS OR SOMETHING··" He rushed back into the party. I rolled my eyes, "I'm glad he's trying to help, but he's a bit annoying."

"And odd." Hoseok added. He laughed, causing me to smile. When I'm with Hoseok...The voice goes away...What's going on..?

And why didn't he just kiss me..?

- - -

I woke up to being called by Hoseok. I didn't want to pick up, but I'm afraid I must.

"Hello..?" I said, groggily.

"Yoongi? Hello! Open the door please~"

"Why..."

"I'm moving in, remember?"

I started whining. "But then I have to get up~"

"Haha, Cute! You can whine to me when you open the door~"

"That didn't sound correct."

He just chuckled. "Open the door~"

I got up and opened my door. Then I shut it right after.

"Yoongi!"

"You told me to open the door. You didn't say I had to leave it open."

"Yooooooonnnngggggiiiiii~"

"Nah."

"Sugar~" He began to sing.

"Oh, honey honey~"

"Stop."

"You are my candy girl~" I swung the door open and ended the phone call. "Never sing that song again." He laughed at my pouty expression. "I can't promise you that~" He winked.

I rolled my eyes and smiled. "You seriously need to smile more, Yoongi." He poked my cheek and grinned.

"Yeah, no thanks." He began to pout.

"Anyways, can you help me carry stuff in?"

"If it's heavy, I cannot assist you. You remember the first time we met, right?"

"Yeah," he laughed. "You were watching me dance." I shoved him playfully. "Not that part!" I smiled as he laughed.

Oh boy, I really do love his laugh, his smile, just him in general.

Is this what they call love..?