(just Yoongi being adorable!)
I woke up and immediately regretted it. My corneas were violently burned when they opened, meeting the bright, white sunshine. I have been living in Korea for four months now and I have adjusted. I have made friends at my new school and I have grown comfortable with my new house. Every day or so, I would get visits from that guy, Yoongi. I don't get how he gets into my room but I have become friends with him. I don't get how but I feel like I have known him for a while. Lately, I haven't been getting any visits. I wonder what happened.......wait, why do I care? I barely know the guy....right? "Ow! Who opened my curtains?" I sit up, rubbing my eyes. "I did." I heard a familiar voice. I look up to see Yoongi sitting on my foot board. I gasped and jumped up, shuffling backwards. "How do you keep doing that?" I whisper. "I don't know. I just do it." He shrugs. I shake my head and run my hand through my hair. Then I remember I'm in my pajamas, a large t-shirt. I pull my blanket over me. I blushed furiously, looking down. "Whats wrong?" His voice sounded genuinely concerned. "Ugh, nothing. But.....can you look away? I need to get dressed." I mutter. He sighs and turns away, covering his eyes for good measure. I jump out of bed and strip out of my pajamas, picking a pair of skinny jeans and a t-shirt from my closet. I got dressed quickly. "I'm done now." I call to him. YOONGI'S POV: I haven't been able to talk to (Y/N) lately. I missed her. I have been conserving my energy so that soon I would be strong enough to feel solid. But I couldn't wait any longer. I materialized and sat on her headboard. I couldn't help but stare at her as she slept. She just looked so beautiful. I opened her curtains and watched as the sunlight shone softly on her face. It took my breath away. I sat back on the headboard and just stayed there. I must have looked like a creep. She opened her eyes and reeled back in pain. I immediately felt guilty, I probably shouldn't have opened the curtains. "Ow! Who opened my curtains?" She groaned. I smiled. "I did." She looked at me and gasped, getting scared a bit. I felt sad about that.....how could my best friend be scared of me? "How do you keep doing that?" She whispered. "I don't know. Just do it." I shrug, still feeling upset but keeping my carefree demeanor. She shook her head and looked down. I heard her gasp and I looked up to see her holding her blankets to her chest. "What's wrong?" I asked. She looked up and I saw a blush playing at her cheeks. "Uhh, nothing. But.....can you look away? I need to get dressed." She muttered. I shook my head and turns around, covering my eyes. I heard blankets being pulled aside and her light footsteps. I heard the rustle of clothes being removed. I couldn't help but blush a bit. A few minutes later, I heard her voice. "I'm done now." She said. I turned around and smiled at her. I could've sworn I saw a faint pink blush make its way to her cheeks. She walked and sat on her bed again. "So....you're not gonna tell me how you got in my room?" She asked, putting her hair into a ponytail. "Nope....." I answered. "Why not?" She asked. "Because........if I do..." I started, gulping slightly. "...you might not like me afterwards." "What? W-why wouldn't I like you?" She looked concerned. "You know what....I'll let you find out." I stood up and walked over to her. I stood in front of her. "Touch me." I said. "What?" She looked horrified. "Touch me." I shook my head. She picked her left hand hesitantly and reached out to touch my arm....but her hand went through me. She gasped and tried to touch me again. "This isn't possible....." She mutters. I study her features. She looked genuinely shocked yet intrigued. Not horrified or afraid. "It is..." I whisper. She looks up at me. "Well....since you told me your secret. Can I ask you a question?" (Y/N) eyes land on mine. I nod. "Why do you seem so familiar?" She asked.
(CLIFFHANGER!!! I'm evil like that. Mwahaha!! Okay, I'll stop. Sorry this took so long.)