~2 weeks later~

"HAVE YOU SEEN MY SCRUBS?"

I yelled on the top of my lungs in the laundry room.

We had moved in with eachother for about a week now.

We decided to move into Yoongi's house, since mine was smaller.

He also lived closer to my work, closer to the city as well.

But the weird thing is, I've never seen yoongi work. Like he is always available.

"Check on the nightstand." I heard him say from the kitchen.

I shove all the clothes back into the basket and head for our room.

That feels weird to say.

Our room...

AHH

I feel grown up, I'm living with someone. Not like roommates. Like a relationship.

I walked to my nightstand, picking up my scrubs.

I always set them there,every night, but I never remember.

I heard him enter from behind me.

"Your so silly, you've set them there last night. And then,by morning, you forget." He ruffled my hair.

"Well, I get distracted, and then I dont remember things when I wake up.."

"Well I'm always gonna be here to remind you." He kissed my cheek.

"Thank you..yoongi.." I stuttered out.

"Your welcome, now go get dressed, and ill take you to get some food, and then to work Okay? You have 2 hours til your shift."

He is so thoughtful..

I nodded, and headed to the bathroom to change.

I washed my face and pulled my hair into a tight bun.

..Mondays really suck..

My eyes still had bags, I rubbed them, putting some product to see if clear up.

After I put my uniform on, I walked out to the living room.

Yoongi was already by the door, slipping on his shoes. I walked over, slipping on mine too.

"What you in the mood for, Sweets?" He asked, as I finished putting on my shoes.

"Hmm.."

"We aren't getting Ice cream..you need something with nutritional value." He reminded me.

I blushed.

I've been eating a lot of chocolate ice cream recently...while binge watching kdrama like 'Noble, My love' and 'Cheese in the trap'.

OKAY, don't judge me. They are really good. And yoongi usually just cuddles with me, while watching it but falls asleep after awhile.

"Ugh, fine. Let's go for some sandwiches."

"Good choice, let's go."

~time skip to in front of hospital~

Yoongi pulled in front of my work, and parked.

"Y/N?..i was wondering, if you think..you know, how I mentioned those..friends..that i defended..well, I've come to terms with them..and they want to go to dinner tomorrow..Do you want to come?"

He was scratching the back of his neck, nervously biting his lip.

"I'll go. I want to be there for you." I took a hold of his hand that was scratching his neck and rubbed it.

"You don't have to worry, I'm sure y'all will be okay. " I reassured him.

"I really hoped you'd come. I don't know if I could handle the emotions alone. I feel like ive completely forgave them, but..seeing them in person is a different story.." he spoke, with a bit of sadness, not making eye contact with me.

We both got out of the car. He walked over to me, still looking sad.

"Of course I'll be there. It'll all be alright. Just focus on having a good time suga." I smiled, tiptoeing, giving him a peck on the lips.

"Thanks..and I told you not to call me that. It's Oppa." His voice lightened up.

"No..its suga. Sweets and suga. Makes a lot of sense, dont you think?" I teased.

He was pouting now.

"I wanted you to call me oppa.." He stepped into his car, with the window rolled down.

"Noppeee..now I'll see ya tomorrow. Have a good day. Don't miss me too much." I teased.

It was my new side. I gotten used to the teasing. Now it was my turn.

"I always miss you.."

"I love you, yoongi."

"I love you too, sweets."

~3 hours earlier~

I was in the living room, watching the news.

I was waiting for Y/N to wake.

Her shift was soon, so she needed a lot of sleep.

I whipped out my phone and checked my notifications.

Groupchat created by Hoseok.

I mean..

Time has past. The memory of that night doesn't seem to bother me anymore. I just feel sad about it. Not so much angry. I know I mean something to them. They are making an effort to make it right. They are persistent but give me my space.

You chuckled. It's like you've friendship never ended. You seemed like it was back to normal.

~time skip to next day~

I'm so exhausted.

My patients were so unbareable.

They called me bitch a few times.

Yoongi had picked me up, and we went back to our house.

"I don't know if I can push myself to change. I just wanna fall asleep"

I bellyflopped into our bed.

"Babbbeee..your clothers are dirty. Come on, you need to change and then you can sleep." He picked me up and set me by the closet.

He picked out one of his t-shirts and shorts amd handed them to me.

I raised my eyebrows.

"Just do it, all your clothes are in the wash."

I rolled my eyes and went to the bathroom and changed.

I washed my face, and looked back up in the mirror.

I look disgusting. My face shows my tiredness. It shows my hours of work. I stared at myself.

Then the door opened.

I didnt look at yoongi, I continued to stare at myself. Inspecting every inch.

"Y/N, what are you doing?"

"Being insecure." I laughed.

I ran my fingers through my hair, and pulled it into a messy bun.

"Why? Your perfect. Your amazing. Your beautiful."

"Just my bags, and my spots on my face. The work load is getting to me." I sighed and exited the bathroom. I threw my clothes into the dirty basket and stood in front of the bed.

I felt hands wrap around my waist, and Yoongi's head rest on my shoulder. His lips glided against my neck. He pecked a few times, the finally peck lasting longer.

"Darling..you should find something new. A new job..this one is stressing you put. It's worrying me.

Or even better, you should just quit and live for awhile. You deserve it."

I sighed.

"But I enjoy work.."

"It's stressing you out. It's affecting you physically. Atleast think about it.."

"Okay, I will."

I pulled me and him onto the bed, and cuddled him.

"Also, in like 9 hours we have that dinner..if you still feel like it.."

"Yeah, just let me sleep.."

I wrapped my legs around his waist and cuddled him harder.

"Your so cute..my sweets" I heard him say, as I drifted to bed.

I think I found my happiness.

Will it last?