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𝘽𝙂𝙈 - 𝘽𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙠𝙚𝙩 𝙆𝙞𝙘𝙠
Yoongi couldn’t help but admire the view around him as he walked down the side walk towards the bus stop.
Sure, he had a long and not very pleasing day at work, but the scenery of the trees swaying with the wind and a warm sun setting calmed him down.
Once he reached the bus stop, Yoongi quickly pulled out his phone and snapped some photos of the sun cascading down it’s beautiful colors.
Pretty, he thought as he admired the photos.
His ears picked up the sound of humming and he immediately knew it was the bus he had to take home. He pulled out the spare change he had in his pocket as the bus slowly came to a stop in front of him.
𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
He greeted the same bus driver he sees every day with a small “hello” as he placed his change in the money holder. The bus driver smiled in return and Yoongi turned to find himself a seat.
As always, every seat already had a passenger sitting in it, he looked towards the back of the bus realizing there was one empty seat left next to a girl. He couldn’t really see her face from where he was standing, but he could see her long hair cascading down her shoulders.
At times like this Yoongi would usually brush it off and stand, but since he felt especially tired today, he found himself walking towards the back fo the bus.
𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
As he sat down, all he could see was the wavy hair of the girl that was currently looking through her bag.
Yoongi couldn’t help but look at her, he was an observer after all. She pulled out a small bag of fruit snacks and laid it on her lap and her attention was then drawn towards the view outside.
𝘐’𝘮 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
He chuckled as he picked a random song on his phone to listen to, he had a long way home to go so he decided listening to music would relax him.
He found himself looking out the same window as her, the sun was still setting slowly but only this time the blue of the sky was starting to fade out the yellow and orange colors of the sun.
As he looked out at the scenery his peripheral vision made out a reflection in the window and he couldn’t help himself but draw his full attention towards the shape in the window.
Yoongi couldn’t believe what he was seeing.
𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺.
The reflection of the pretty girl belonged to none other then the only girl sitting next to him. He admired her face in the window, the yellow colors of the sun shined perfectly on her face, her silky and smooth skin was glowing, she was munching on her fruit snacks as she stared outside and Yoongi swore he’s never seen anyone as beautiful.
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴?
He could feel his face begin to burn up and the thumping of his heart was beating in a fast pace. He’s never had this feeling before in his life, the grip on his phone tightened. Usually when he saw pretty things Yoongi would snap a photo, but in this case he can’t just take a photo of a stranger no matter how much he wanted to.
𝘐 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥.
He drew his attention towards her again wanting to admire her beauty, but only this time he felt the need to talk to her. But how could he even start a conversation with her?
𝘔𝘺 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴.
He then noticed that she had earphones on and Yoongi didn’t really want to bother her, but he so badly wanted to hear her voice as well. Would it sound pretty? Of course it would.
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯’𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥.
He watched her chew slowly, he was so mesmerized by her he didn’t want to look away. He knew he probably looks like a creep to everyone else sitting near them, but at this point Yoongi didn’t care.
𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯.
He found himself unlocking his phone and going to his contacts, if he wasn’t going to talk to her now he should at least ask for her number before she leaves since he didn’t exactly know what her stop is.
𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
He bit his lip, he turned his body slightly towards hers, his arm reached up to tap her shoulder but only, the tap never happened. Yoongi was too nervous. What if she didn’t like what she saw? What if she ignores him. Or worse, she rejects him.
𝘐 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵.
𝘐𝘵’𝘴 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘦𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘴.
His head was swimming with negative thoughts and it was affecting him badly. He pulled his arm and rested it on his lap, and he turned the rest of his body away from her.
𝘛𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘛𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘛𝘰𝘤𝘬.
A couple of minutes had passed by, he knew he was wasting time by not talking to her. To many people, asking a simple question isn’t so hard, but to Yoongi it’s a different story. He suffered from social anxiety since he was a kid, and to this day it’s still hard to even initiate anything with a stranger.
Yoongi huffed, he couldn’t believe his anxieties were holding him from talking to someone he wanted to get to know.
𝘉𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘐 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱, 𝘐’𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘺 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯.
The sudden noise of rustling interrupted his thoughts and he looked at her direction to find her putting away her snacks. He knew what was coming.
𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
Her arms reached up and she pressed the button that requested the bus driver to stop at the next destination. Yoongi gulped. It was now or never, but he struggled to even open his mouth.
𝘖𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
As the bus was slowing down towards the stop, he watched her from the corner of his eyes as she stood up and smoothed down her black skirt, placing her phone in her bag.
𝘈𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘐’𝘮 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶.
Noticing that she wasn’t moving, he realized she wouldn’t be able to leave since Yoongi was in her way. He stumbled on his feet as he went to stand and he heard a small “thank you” once he made enough space to let her pass. His heart skipped a beat at the sweet voice and his eyes immediately shot up only to find her already looking at him.
𝘠𝘰𝘶’𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺.
He could feel his heart beat fast , he could hear his own heart beat pound harshly against his chest. She was even prettier up close, from her big eyes to her cute button nose and to her pouty lips. Is this the feeling that everyone talks about?
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴?
Yoongi hummed in response and their eye contact was suddenly broken. Her back now faced him as he watched her walk away from him, the sound of her boots clicked as she walked towards the opening doors. Stepping down, she turned around to look at him and Yoongi took this as a chance to admire her beauty one last time.
𝘖𝘩 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺.
The shape of her smile, the sound of her voice, and the color of her eyes will stay forever planted into Yoongi’s mind.
𝘛𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘺𝘰𝘶.