"welcome me to my home!" raena exclaims as she opens the door to her home as grand as possible.

the two are welcomed by the scent of watermelons per the plug-ins and scented sticks played strategically in the living room.

it was a small place but homey and definitely belonged to raena. her favorite idols had special poster placements on the wall, a couple of teddy bears on the couch, and colorful items of decor raena slowly collected through the years made the otherwise grey and bland furniture stand out. yoongi wondered which parts were her twin brothers.

the kitchen was on the right of the living room divided by a long hallway headed towards the rest of the houses rooms.

as the two removed their shoes, raena gestured to the small kitchen.

"want anything to eat?" raena asked, putting all her stuff down on the kitchen counter.

yoongi hums, "water?"

raena snorts. "okay coming right up. make yourself at home and watch some tv. i'm gonna change." she grabs a water from the fridge and calls out to her friend to catch from his seat on the sofa. luckily he catches it without missing a beat and continues to find the remote. "actually, you know what? i'm going to shower quickly i promise i won't take long!"

she skips towards her room after dimming the living room lights then leaving yoongi behind on the couch.

yoongi flips through channels until he found one that could serve as a background show for while he looked on his phone.

he wasn't always on social media but he needed to do something mindless to get his brain to stop thinking. he was getting sleepy, his phone was still blowing up, and the voice of jimin lingered in his ear.

he found himself looking at taehyung's story, a simple selfie of him at the bar he worked at a couple hours early. he clicked his profile curious to see if taehyung had posted anything new and scrolled down, wondering if their mutual friend raena had made an appearance that he never noticed.

finally he found one of the two of them in a selfie with taehyung's nephews. raena's usual bunny smile flashed through the screen. a faint of a smile played one yoongi's slips. he scrolled some more on taehyung's account, finding more hints of raena. how come he never noticed this person in his life? perhaps it was fate that made it so after just days of meeting he was in her home.

thinking he found another image of raena, yoongi's finger paused on an image. he was surprised to see taehyung was in his high school uniform. how long have they known each other?

yoongi's brows furrowed. "what's this?" he asked himself.

he zoomed in on what he thought was raena but rather boy who looked really similar, the same bunny smile, his hair hiding in a hoodie, a arm hooked around taehyung's neck in friendship. in the caption of the post, it read - the golden maknae.

"could it be?"

yoongi suddenly paced the living room for pictures that might confirm his theory. snooping was way beyond a normal thing for him. but as his eyes lay on the photo perched up against a plan on the side table, here it was another instance of fate or coincidence.

the golden maknae as he was labeled, graduation cap and gown and his twin raena dressed the same, both holding flowers and smiling like they've just been freed from prison.

memories flashed back to him and he searched to see if raena's bunny smile ever appeared in them but found nothing. the golden maknae however, he remembered, he spoke to him, he laughed with him a couple times. he was jeongguk. a freshman while they were seniors but still talented enough that it caught the group's eye. always lingering, always curious. he was suddenly hit with a pang of guilt. whatever happened to him?

wait? me and raena went to the same highschool? did taehyung know this?

"what are you doing?" a voice interrupts his thoughts.

he swivels his head around and stands up straight to see raena standing in fresh pajamas, and hair freshly washed curling as it dried, falling over her shoulders messily. a headband pulled back her strands and leftover moisturizer was left untouched on her cheek. she smiled curiously at yoongi.

her eyes darted from his weird expression to the photo leaning against the plant. she steps closer and he could smell scent of citrus soap.

"yeah that's me and my brother."

yoongi clears his throat, and steps away from the photo casually, sitting back on the couch.

"you guys really look alike," yoongi nods. neglecting to mention the very big information he has acquired no matter how much it intrigued him and made his heart race. he tries desperately to change the subject. "um so uh how was your shower?"

raena shrugs, "kinda mid. i tried to be really quick so i had time for only one song. did you hear it?"

she takes a sit next to him on the couch, glancing at what show was on.

yoongi manages a chuckle. "no, I didn't hear you actually." his eyes find the leftover moisturizer on her cheek. "yo."

raena is captivated by the kdrama playing.

yoongi internally face palms. attention span of a fish.

"hey," yoongi says. he rolls his eyes. "raena~." 

her head swivels to him so quickly, he thought it might just break off her neck.

"did you just call my name with a little song in your voice?" she wiggles her brows at him.

oh no, here we go. "no, I just emphasized your name...with emphasis."

"no you didn't. you totally sang my name. don't act like you don't have a voice in you yoongles. you may done all the rap parts in karaoke but you have vocals. i can see it," raena's eyes narrow and she leans her head closer to pretend to see into his neck. "look it's right there." she pretends to find it.

yoongi slightly flinched at the thought of her hands on his neck. there was something he hadn't told her...he's extremely ticklish.

"you know," he dodged her, "i was trying to tell you—do you even have a mirror in your bathroom?"

she pauses and looks up at him, "what do you mean? do i look ugly?"

yoongi shuts his eyes close at his poor choice of words. "that was supposed to be a joke."

"yoongi~" raena frantically touched her face and hair missing the very spot yoongi's eyes lingered on when he opened them to see her frown.

raena genuinely felt fresh and clean from her shower, there was no way she looked anything other than fine.

"am i really not—"

"raena—"

"I thought i—"

"raena, i mean you have left over moisturizer on your face," yoongi tried to explain patiently.

"where?" her eyes widened. when she still wasn't getting it, yoongi shortens the space between them and uses his thumb to swipe the moisturizer away into her cheek.

only inches away from each other, they lock eyes. and raena previous frantic panting quickens at the act. yoongi's next words don't make it easier to calm down.

"relax, raena, you still look...," he swallows , "pretty," he whispers gently. "i think."

raena gulps.

i'm an idiot, he thinks.

"sorry, it was just bothering me," he says with an almost defeated sigh, his eyes darting across her face, reading her expression.

he takes his hand away and inches away from her seat, eyes choosing instead to stare at the screen in front of them.

raena shakes her head quickly, "no it's okay, yoongles. thank you." why are my cheeks burning. am i having an allergic reaction from this moisturizer?

the two were practically neck deep into the thick tension of the room. raena grabbed the remote to raise the volume as if it would save them.

without another word but the sound of the tv and the faint thumping of their pounding hearts they simply watched tv. stealing glances, wondering whether to apologize or address another tiny moment of awkwardness.

the rest of their "all-nighter" lost to them as their eyes eventually slowly shut, their heads went limp on the head of the couch.

soon jeongguk the golden maknae himself would stumble into his home in the morning confused as to why his sister was awkwardly sprawled on the couch with an equally awkwardly looking male—wait male?

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