《Airplane Mode》6
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taehyung had a shocked face
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As yoongi hyung talked about how his phone switched with yoomi, i felt sad when he talk about what yoomi has written in her notes,
also i felt that yoongi hyung cared about yoomi alot as i was going to ask him if he likes her my phone rang and intruptted me
I gave yoongi hyung the phone, he was hearing them all the time because i had put the call on speaker
Yoongi hyung sounded so serious
After an hour of explaing what happen they finally got it
With that i ended the call, yoongi hyung looked at me and smiled
I walked yoongi hyung to the door and waved him good bye as he got in the car, i closed the door and went to my room
Wow i really never saw yoongi hyung like this before... yoomi must be really different than every one
-Next Day-
*beep beep*
9:30AM
I woke up annoyed from the alarm
I groaned as i turn it off , i stretched my body as i kicked off the blanket , i got up from my warm lovely bed, i was so sleepy to the point that i was walking to the bathroom with my eyes closed , and i hit my head with the door
I rubbed my head in pain as i entered the bathroom and washed up.
I went down to the kitchen and ate something, i sat on the couch upside down staring at the ceiling
*buzz ring buzz*
I picked my phone and answered the call
I mentally slapped myself for my stupidness
I took a deep breath as i told him what happen
We talked a little then we ended the call and went to our work, after like 15 minutes of yoongi laughing over me he told me about what happen yesterday in taehyung's house and we decided that after work he will text taehyung to tell them to come see me
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-skip to after work-
I entered my apartment talking with yoongi on the phone, he told me that,
I changed my clothes into comfortable ones and sat down on the couch
*Ding Dong*
I opened the door to find two boys smiling widely at me
The one with orange hair said
The one with black hair said shyly
We sat down on the couch
The one with orange hair said smiling and bowed
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The one with black hair said smiling shyly and bowed
I bowed to them
We talked about how's life going and some funny things
I got excited, jungkook smiled happily
Jungkook and i jumped happily
I couldn't help but smile widely at his reaction
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