"(Y/N)! Yoongi!" The woman behind the counter said. I let go of Yoongi's hand quickly before she noticed. It was Sam. "What brings you here?" She tilts her head. "Are you two...together?" I shake my head swiftly.

"No-no. I-Its not like-" Yoongi puts his arm around me.

"What if we are?" he snarls, "Not like you would care..." He mumbles. I blush a deep red and shrink under Yoongi's arm. He leans forward and puts both his hands on the glass counter, taking me with him.

Sam frowns. "Whatever...." She said. She looks across the room and opens the gate. " I have to go help this dude so...." She motions a tall man with round glasses over. "Andre will ring you guys up." She rolls her eyes and bumps into my shoulder before scurrying off.

"Who pissed in her coffee today?" Yoongi said, finally freeing me from his arm trap. I smiled to myself. "Seriously. What a little-"

"Hi, I'm Andre!" The man, now behind the counter, says. Yoongi faces him and puts our tickets on the counter. He scans the shelves and points to something.

"How much for that?" He asks.

"Um.." Andre says, checking his clip board. Yoongi wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me close to him. "30,000." I look up at Yoongi. He smiles at me.

"We'll take that, then." I still had not the slightest clue what it was, but the moment Andre handed it to us, I smiled. It was a giant cookie, like character with the name "Shooky" Yoongi put it in my arms and grabbed my hand.

"Where to, now?" I asked. He lead me out the door and hailed a taxi.

"The first place where I knew I wanted you." I tiled my head. He rolled his eyes, smiled and opened the taxi door. "Get in." he told me. I did as I was told. Yoongi got in and told the driver where to go.

"Y-Your p-place?" I stuttered. "Wh-what about the boys?" Yoongi looked at me with his icy stare.

"What about them?" He said in a breathy tone. I lost my breath and forgot how to speak english. "The only one that you should be worried bout is me." He put his arm around me and I felt so small. I felt his heartbeat as the driver drove to the dorm. I began thinking about what to say...if the boys suspected anything. I'm sure Yoongi didn't want the boys to know about...whatever this was...whatever we were.

I snuggled up to him and I felt him take in a deep breath. The driver pulled up to the parking lot as he exhaled. "8.50." The driver said. I began to pull out my wallet, but Yoongi gave him a ten before I had the chance to.

"Keep the change." He said. Yoongi got out, me following. He pressed the buttons on the door and we waited in the elevator, his arm around me. I still felt uncomfortable. I was worried what Jungkook would think, it hadn't been that long since we broke things off. I decided not to mention this to Yoongi, I didn't want to upset him.

I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as the door opened to reveal a living room full of guys. The other six men were in the living room, just as I had feared. They looked at us, standing there in the elevator, me in Yoongi's arm. He walked forward and I got shy. The one face that I was worried about seeing more than anyone's...Jungkook's. He was the closest to the door, his arm stretched out over the couch. 

I swallowed hard. "Hey guys!" Yoongi said enthusiastically. They greeted him back and then he turned to me. "You wanna watch a movie or..." I nodded and he walked over to the couch and sat down about two spaces from Jungkook. I stood there in horror. 

I couldn't do it. I couldn't sit next to the man I had just broken up with a few months ago. But I had to. I walked over to the couch slowly and sat as far from Jungkook as I could. I was practically sitting on Yoongi, but he didn't seem to mind. I looked over at Jungkook to meet his gaze. he smiled brightly and waved. Yoongi put his arm around me and Jungkook's smiled faded. 

Hobi chimed up, recommending a movie I had never heard of. Yoongi began searching for it. I felt uneasy. I could feel Jungkook's gaze on us, me in Yoongi's arm. But I didn't want to tell anyone. I didn't want to cause any type of stress for anyone in the dorm. 

I bit my lip and Yoongi typed up the movie name and looked around at the other boys. None of them were looking at me..at us. I wondered if they thought we were together. I wanted to let them know that it was nothing serious. 

I heard a noise from the kitchen and looked over at it. I must have been so worried about what the boys thought of me and Yoongi that I didn't notice that one of them wasn't even here. Jimin emerged from the kitchen and grinned from ear to ear. 'Oh god..' I thought. 'Please please please don't-' 

"Oh..my god." He said, dramatically. he put a hand over his mouth, widening his eyes. "So I see Yoongi hyung just went in for the kill." he smirked. I could feel my cheeks flush. I darkened my gaze towards Jimin as he came and sat down on the floor. 

"Yes." Yoongi hissed. "I did." I squirmed under his arm as he finally found the movie Hobi wanted to watch. "Do you have a problem with that?" He glared at him with a cold expression and Jimin put up his hands. 

"Nope." he said, smirking. "But I'm sure Jungkookie does." With that, Jungkook stood up and walked out, his eyes dark. 

"Whats with everyone today?" Yoongi asked. "You're all so weird." He looked at me and smiled, ruffing my hair. "Especially you." He pressed play and sat back at the couch. 

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We watched the movie in silence, except for us laughing at what turned out to be a cheesy comedy about some dancer who was having an existential crisis. It felt awkward, we didn't know what to do next. Yoongi got up and offered his hand. I took it with some hesitation. "Come on." he said. "I'm not going to hurt you." he smirked. He lead me to his studio where music was already playing. "And now we're alone."