Falling For It ??

Twenty Three

He clearly denied her phone number, but it was obvious he didn't tell her he about me.

And he told her he was with friends. 

"Noona!" I heard him call, but I didn't s stop or turn around. I kept walking pushing the back door open angrily and marching up the stairs. I was too angry to take the elevator. 

I couldn't pinpoint the feeling I had. It was a heavy feeling in my chest, and my stomach was flopping around but not in a good way. 

I was livid.

I finally made it to the 6th floor, a little winded. But I swiped my key card into the door and barged in slamming the door behind me. 

Why didn't he introduce me as his girlfriend when he first saw me? 

Yeah, he called me 'babe' and kissed me, but she was obviously hitting on him. He clearly denied her advances, but he didn't push in her face that he was taken. That she needed too fuck right off.

If Beakyun tried to talk to me again that way, Yoongi would expect me to flaunt my relationship with him so there was no question, wouldn't he? 

I felt as if maybe, I had rights to be annoyed, but not as angry as I was. I didn't know what to do, so I grabbed my sun dress with sunflowers on it walking into the bathroom. I turned on the shower, keeping the water hot and stripped from my bathing suit. Sand fell onto the ground, but I ignored it and jumped in the shower shutting the door. 

I stood there under the water, letting the heat warm me up. Chills scattered across my skin and I put the palms of my hands against the wall and leaned. I could feel the tears that were being held back start to spill over, mixing with the water from the shower. 

I knew I was being slightly irrational, but at the same time not completely. I wanted Yoongi to shove it in that girls face that he was proud to be with me, and he wasn't interested in her in the slightest. 

Make her feel stupid.

Was that asking for too much? 

"Baby?" I heard from the hotel room door. 

Shit, I forgot to close and lock the bathroom door. 

Whatever. 

"Babe?" I heard again. 

I didn't answer him. I wasn't sure if it was because I was still mad at him, or because I realized I overreacted. 

Slightly. 

I heard him shut the bathroom door and then a light tapping on the shower door made me close my eyes tighter. 

"Baby." He said in a softer, knowing voice. 

"What?" 

"Can I join you?" 

"Why?" 

"I'd like to rinse the sand off my body before I sit on anything." 

"Just wait until I'm done." I said, my voice harsher than I intended. 

"What fun is that?" He teased. 

"Yoongi!" I scolded. 

He opened the door and I saw he was just in his board shorts, his eyes worried and his mouth down in a frown. "Please?" He asked. 

I sighed and rolled my eyes moving back. "Whatever." 

He pulled his bathing suit off and stepped in shutting the door behind him. He was under the water and I wrapped my arms around me letting him rinse off. He extended his arms out to me and I stepped back. "No."