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My phone rang before my alarm went off. I was pissed. I hate when I’m woken up before my alarm and it just makes me want to sleep in more. I looked at the clock and it was five o’clock in the morning. “What?!” I could hear a laugh on the other end of the phone. “I’m sorry. Did I wake you up?” asked Yoongi on the other end of the phone. “Yes, you did. What did you want?” I wasn’t going to hold back, he kind of deserve it for calling this early in the morning on my Saturday off. He laughed a bit more. “Are you going to keep making fun of my grouchiness and make me more pissed off or are you going to tell me why you called me so early?” “Alright, um… meet me in the office room four hundred ten… around noon… I got a surprise for you,” he finally replied hesitantly. “Okay, fine. I’m going back to sleep. See you at noon…” “ha ha okay, see you.” I heard the phone hang up with a click. I laid back down and passed back out.
I woke from the same reoccurring dream that I’ve been having recently. It was so vivid, I couldn’t believe it wasn’t real. I whipped the sweat off my brow and sat up trying to catch my breath. What was wrong with me? Why was I having these dreams about Ms. Smith? Was it really a dream? Because I can still feel her touch me… her lips on mine… I shook my head trying get back to reality. “J-Hope- hyung, you awake yet?” Tae’s voice rang from the other side of the door of my bedroom. I sighed and put my face in my hands. “Yeah, I will be out in a minute…” “Are you okay, Hyung?” “Yeah, I’m okay. I’ll be down in a minute…” I sighed as I heard his footsteps head away from the door. I haven’t been able to look her in the eyes ever since the dreams started. I feel guilty for living out my dream fantasy with her in the dream…us touching each other… I don’t know what to do. How do I stop them from happening?
I pulled myself out of bed by ten o’clock in the morning, so I could get ready to go meet Yoongi. I grabbed another conservative shirt out of my closet and a pair of jeans to wear. I had time to spare so I worked on polishing my ideas for work. I know that I’m a workaholic. At about eleven thirty, I gathered up my stuff and left to head for the office. I walked into room four-ten and saw Yoongi at his desk. “Hey, grouchy.” I laugh. “So, what’s so important that you called me at five o’clock this morning?” “Like I said. I have a surprise for you.” He got up from his chair and held up a blindfold. I shook my head, “Now, why do I need that?” “I told you it’s a surprise…” He walked over to me and helped me put the blind fold. “Alright, I’ll lead you…” he grabbed my hand and started to pull me along. “Okay, but don’t run me into anything…” I could hear his low chuckle a few feet in front of me. “You know you get way too jealous…” I started tease. “I have no idea what you’re talking about…” “Pssst, hahaha,” I couldn’t hold in the laughter. I felt him jerk me towards him. His chest was against mine now and his one of his arms were around my waist. “You have no idea what goes through my mind when I see them touch you in anyway,” he was so close I could feel his breath on my lips and I could smell his shampoo.
I could feel his nose do circles around mine. “You frustrate me…” his voice had a bit of an angered tone in it. “You and me both…” I replied in a serious tone. I could feel his chest thump with a chuckle. “Come on…” I felt him walk away and pull my arms with him, leading me to my ‘surprise’. “Where are you taking me?” “Do you not know what the definition of ‘it’s a surprise’?” I giggle a bit as his temper came out in his tone again. A few seconds later he said “Sit here…” and pushed me down into a seat, slipping some, what felt like head phone onto my head. After not hearing him for a few minutes, I wonder what he was doing. “Okay, you can take the blind fold off now.” his voice sounded like it was coming from an intercom. I slipped it off and found myself sitting in a recording studio in front of the microphone. I could see Yoongi’s proud, smiling face behind the other side of the glass. “Um…what are we doing here?” I saw him look down and press a button. “I thought that we would record a song with your amazing voice.’’ “Um… I don’t know…” I said nervously. “Look, were just going to play around with some music and stuff…just to have some fun…”
I thought about it for a few seconds and decided to do it. I mean it was just for fun. We stayed in the recording studio for hours, I sung some of the songs that Yoongi wrote and he taught me how to use the sound board. “So, not so nervous to sing anymore?” I smiled. I knew he had some kind of motive to get me in here. “No…Thank you.” “I don’t know why you’re thanking me when I should be thanking you for spending some time with me,” He replied sincerely. We were walking out of the office now. “Well, that was really fun, thank you…” I gave him a peck on the cheek and when I looked back at his face he had a light blush running over the bridge of his nose. He cleared his throat and took a deep breath seeming to calm his nerves before he kissed me.
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