Y/N woke up to the scent of coffee and bacon filling the apartment. She wiped the sleep from her eyes and saw it was a little after ten. Last night she’d stayed at Yoongi’s, not wanting to return home after the confession she made. Wearing one of his old ratty shirts that went to her knees, she used his spare bedroom to sleep.

Pushing hair off her face, she climbed out of the bed and walked toward the smell.