"Hey what's up?"

I looked up and found Namjoon standing with a book in his hand. He looked at me and wiggled his brows with a smile on his lips, before slouching on the couch beside me.

"Nothing" I replied.

My fingers still played around the screen of my phone. I looked back at the messages. Is this really him?

Even if it is him why is he coming back now? Why after so many days? Where was he when I needed him?

"Is there something bothering you?" Namjoon asked. I looked back at him and watched him as his eyes scanned the words on the pages. He seemed to be immersed in the book he was reading.

"Nah.." I sighed, "Hey which book is that?" I asked keeping my phone away and pointing at the book he was holding.

"The Notebook" he said, "by Nicolas Sparks" he added still not looking up from the book. I raised my brows seeing how much he was into the book.

"Ohkay!" I replied softly, "Umm.. Did you see Manager Sung?" I asked hesitantly, not sure whether I kind of disturbed him.

"Yeah" he gave a nod and looked up at me and smiled, "I saw her go somewhere a while ago"

She left? She didn't even tell me! I sighed exasperatedly.

"Umm.. Okay I'll be leaving too then" I said getting up and he simply nodded.

"Be careful." He glanced at me, and smiled, "It's late"

I nodded with a smile and picked up my overcoat and walked out of the room.

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I walked down the dark alley with only a few street lights showing me the way. The silence of the night slowly filled my soul. I looked up at the sky covered under the blanket of darkness and stars twinkling like diamonds in the midst of the enormous dark sky. A smile formed on my lips as I looked back at the road I was walking on. I took in a deep breath and hugged myself as the cold wind washed my face sending shivers down my spine.

A few feet away I could hear the sound of slow music which was slowly filling the alley the more I walked on. I knew the source it was coming from, one of my favourite coffee shop around here. I smiled as I took one more step forward.

Suddenly a loud sound of glass crashing against something made me flinch and I froze in my tracks. My heart a bit unsteady. My ears focused. All of a sudden I heard a small cry of a female followed by muffled screams.

My eyes stopped blinking all at once and I turned around and took a few steps towards the source. With each step my heartbeat increased.

"Please leave me!" The voice pleaded.

I took another step and then another and soon found myself standing a few steps away from a small lane. I leaned against the wall and peeked at the lane. The lane glowed white under the streetlight and a few steps away stood two tall men and a girl on the floor. My eyes widened.

"Please..." The girl pleaded again and both the male partners started laughing and one of them stepped towards her.

Before I knew what I was about to do I clenched my fist and launched my foot forward but a hand clamped my mouth and I was pulled back and before I could react I was pushed against the wall a little too harshly. I squinted at the bit of pain from the push. I looked at the person in front of me wearing a black hoodie, the bright street light behind the dark figure hid the person's face.

From the grip I could tell that it was a guy. I struggled to call for help and to get out of his grab but his grip was strong.

"What were you even thinking?" The guy spoke, in a rather blunt tone. Even though his voice was barely above whisper, there was a hint of concern in his voice and a familiarity. "Will you answer?" I immediately recognized the voice.

Yoongi.

My body relaxed and my heartbeat steadied. He removed his hand from my mouth as though he knew I recognized him. I took a deep breath followed by several more as I gasped for more oxygen.

Soon the siren of police cars filled the silence of the night. I sighed in relieve and looked back at the men who were now being pushed into the police car. The girl bowed thanking the policemen and soon the car was soon out of sight. The sirens died away and the girl too walked away.

"Will you answer me?" He asked again clearly irritated by my ignorance.

I turned my attention towards him and took a step forward towards him, "What was I doing?" I said, my voice hardly above whisper. "I was going to save that girl!" I protested.

"You were trying to get yourself in trouble, you..." He trailed. "Did you really think you could take both of them alone?" The bluntness in his voice irritated me. Why is he like this?

I glared at him and took a step to walk past him but was stopped almost immediately by a hand grabbing my arm. I turned around and looked down at his hand on my arm and then at Yoongi. His hood was down and the light now gave a clear view of his face and I was not surprised when I found him looking at me with the expression which he carried most of the time.

But then my eyes met his and I couldn't look away. For the first time since I meet him I was surprised by the look of concern his eyes conveyed. I opened my mouth to give him a blunt reply but not a single word escaped my lips.

I was so into the whole situation that I didn't even realize how much distance between us had shrank. Our bodies where only a few inches apart and I could feel clearly his body heat against mine. He suddenly looked away and stepped back as realisation hit him.

I let out a deep breath which I had been holding and cleared my throat "I should be going" I said awkwardly.

"I'll walk you home... It's not safe.." he said looking at me but I immediately looked away, "It's fine" I replied, "my apartment isn't that far"

As usual, I was ignored and he started walking towards my home leaving me gapping at him as my gaze followed him. I rolled my eyes and followed him.

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"Did you call the police?" I broke the ice, looking at him as we walked side by side. He simply nodded.

I didn't knew what was his problem. As an ARMY I always wondered why he was so cold at times and when I started working with them I thought maybe being around him I could understand him but I was so wrong. He was full of mystery. Unlike the others he always remained silent most of the time and hardly talked.

I knew he cared but I didn't knew why he didn't wanted to show it. I looked back at him and smiled. He caught my gaze.

"What?" He smirked.

My smile faded away and I felt my cheeks flush. I looked away slapping myself mentally, I had no idea why was I even smiling at him. Without any further delay to allow him to think more I composed myself and answered with a smile, "Nothing.", and looked ahead at the road.

I stopped in my tracks as a snowflake made its way down in front of me. My gaze shifted to the sky. It was snowing. I took out my hand from the pocket of my overcoat and outstretched it letting the snow fall on my palm. I looked at Yoongi who had stopped in his tracks too and was looking at the sky.

There was a smile on his face. A very rare one. Only if he knew how cute he looked while smiling.

"You should get back" I said, "It might start snowing heavily"

Without a word he started taking off his jacket surprising me, "Whoa, What are you doing?" I let out a low chuckle.

He stepped ahead and stood in front of me, facing me. His expression, almost unreadable. But the stern look that he always carried was still fixed on his face. He placed the jacket over my shoulders and the smell of his cologne hit my senses and surprisingly it was comforting. I smiled.

What's wrong with me?

"Ya.. You're not one of the heroes from the drama. You'll get cold" I chuckled taking if off, "I'm not feeli.." Before I could finish my sentence I was interrupted by him grabbing my wrist gently pulling me with him towards my apartment. "Just shut up and let's go"