The satisfying sound of an unlocking door filled the apartment floor, and an opening to a familiar area that you called home appeared. You stepped into your apartment while humming a catchy tune, making the melody bounce off the walls of your flat.

You threw your keys onto a nearby table, causing a clanging noise to erupt from its contact. You heavily sighed as you breathed in the familiar scent of your home; it calmed you, and let you know you were safe.

You weaved through the furniture and headed to the bathroom to freshen yourself up before you continued with your day. You took off each piece of clothing that remained on your body and stepped into the nice warm shower, letting the water relax your muscles.

A couple of minutes of showering, you stepped out soaking wet. You wrapped a dry soft towel around your body and traveled across the hall to your room to change into proper home attire.

You picked up a book you had been reading and continued to read it while walking to the living room for more comfort, not forgetting to take a small snack with you. You sat down in the recliner, making yourself extremely comfortable, and pulled over a blanket while settling your chosen fruit aside.

Not even a full five minutes into reading when a knock came from the door repeatedly. You stood up, a bit annoyed and curious to see who had been knocking. Usually, neighbors don't converse with each other, so why start now?

You opened the door while scratching your scalp, unaware of the person. "Yes?" You asked in a slightly raspy voice since you hadn't spoken for a while.

"I think our mail got mixed up. I have it here."

"Huh?" You averted your vision to the stranger. You were taken aback by the face that loomed over you, causing you to step back. The man looked up as well and also seemed shocked since he backed up too.

"(Y/N)?!"

"Yoongi?!"

You both stood with mouths gaping open like two fish until you were finally able to choke out a 'what.' "You live here?" Yoongi asked, pointing to your apartment.

"Y-Yeah... Um, wanna come in?" You invited, still at a loss for words. He hesitated, but agreed; he looked tired, so he must've been exhausted for some reason.

You moved out of the doorway so that he could pass, once he did you shut the door and invited him to take a seat. "Thank you," Yoongi muttered, you returned a nod and brought out some beverages for the both of you.

"So, Yoongi," You started while taking a seat, "What brings you to these areas?" You took a sip of your drink.

"Oh, right," He places what he claimed was your mail on the coffee table, "I live in these areas."

"Really?"

"Yeah, I address is 209 Kang Avenue."

You started at him for a minute then looked at your door, "Wait. But my address is 210 Kang Avenue..." You turned to Yoongi, "We're neighbors?"

"I thought that was obvious enough since I came and brought you your mail." Yoongi sassed as he took a sip of the drink you had given him.

"Sorry." He just hummed and continued to drink his cup of (F/D). An awkward feel grew in the air between the two of you, causing you to shift uncomfortably.

"How'd you meet Seokjin?" Yoongi finally said, breaking the awkwardness that floated in the air.

"Oh, I met him in high school. When I was a sophomore, and so what he at that time."

"Oh."

"What about you?"

"Childhood friends."

"Ah, I see."

You smiled faintly and continued to talk about random things such as politics and cartoons. It also turned out that Yoongi lived with two roommates named Hoseok and Namjoon.

He had three other roommates, but they moved out an apartment away from Yoongi. Seokjin had also used to live with Yoongi, but he decided to move out to live closer to the cafe, leaving his close friends behind.

After conversing for a while, you had put on a movie you both agreed on watching. You prepared some popcorn, but unfortunately, you made too much.

"Yoongi, can I have some help?" You shouted from the kitchen trying your best to find an appropriate place to put the popcorn.

"No, you can not."

You groaned, "May I have some help?"

You heard Yoongi mutter something, but it was too low to hear. Yoongi walked into the kitchen with an annoyed face, "What?"

"Take this." You said, handing him a large bowl with popcorn while you took two cans of soda.

"How are we gonna eat all of this?" He complained, "It's too much."

You took a minute to think, of course wasting food was out of the question, you leaned against the counter. "Alright so..." You started counting with your fingers and started muttering incoherent speech phrases. "Him... One. Bowl. Hoseok. Namjoon. Three. Five. No..."

Yoongi looked at you confused as you kept saying numbers and names over again. "Forget it, just invite your friends." You said, giving up on mathematics and let your hands fall to your sides.

"They'll wreck your house though." He warned.

"Then you'll help clean."

"Fine. Give me a minute." He said before walking over to his phone and picking it up.

You sat on the soft couch, making it sink because of your weight. Yoongi shortly came after you sat down, "They'll be here in a bit."

"Awesome."

You continued to talk with Yoongi until knocking sounded from the door. "I'll get it," You said as you stood from your chair and rushed to the door. You swung it open only to find Seokjin and five other guys at the door; you smiled fondly although deep down you were panicking.

"(Y/N), nice to see you again! Yoongi called us to come over, but we didn't expect it to be your house." Seokjin said with a smile as he engulfed you in a hug. You greeted the other five boys and invited them in to take a seat in the living room area.

"Well... Um, surprise?" You unenthusiastically said while making shocked gestures with your hands. Seokjin chuckled at your awkwardness and dork-like self.

"Ah, it is a surprise. So, why are we here again?"

"Too much popcorn and a movie," Yoongi shouted from the living room. You fidgeted with your hands as you awkwardly smiled at Seokjin.

"Well... Yeah..." You shyly spoke as you stuck out your hand in the direction of the living room, "What he said."

Suddenly a loud crash followed by a goat-like scream and a scolding from a familiar voice that belonged to an ink-black haired male, "Hoseok! Taehyung! Jimin! Jungkook! I told you to effing behave yourselves!" Yoongi scolded quite loudly, remembering to censor his curses.

You looked at Seokjin then towards the room the crash came from, fearing the worst. 'Yoongi was right...' You thought as you walked into the living room.

In the living room was a pile of four men sprawled out on the floor with a shattered picture frame and candle next to them. Luckily, the glass didn't cut anyone, but that doesn't cover the fact that it's still broken. You forced a smile as you picked up most of the pieces with who you assumed were Taehyung, Jimin, Jungkook, and Hoseok's assistance.

The four immediately apologized once they finished cleaning up the bits of glass, all looking incredibly guilty - especially one with pink hair who looked like he was about to burst into tears.

"I'm - We're... Sorry." A boy with gray-pink hair said, basically bowing at your feet, causing discomfort to you.

"It's fine... Really..." You said, smiling to ease the awful tense that hovered in the air and to stop the man from continually bowing along with his friends.

"Get up already. You're embarrassing yourselves even more." A voice spoke from behind the group of bowing boys. The four scrambled to their feet and smiled, although fear had plastered itself on the four's faces.

Seokjin came into the room, hitting the play button on the movie, and holding a large bowl of popcorn, already eating it. He jumped over the arm of the couch and landed on the cushion, making popcorn fly onto the floor. Namjoon sat next to the brunette male, picking a handful of popcorn from the bowl, also earning a slap on the hand by the stingy man named Seokjin.

Everyone sat around the living room, occasionally stealing from Seokjin's giant bowl of popcorn. The movie seemed never to end, causing half of your guests to fall asleep during the middle of the film.

"Great choice, Yoongi. You chose an extremely long movie..." You muttered unconsciously before leaning on the body next to you for warmth and comfort.

"No problem," A deep voice said flatly, "Plus when did I become your pillow?"

"Right now..." You mumbled, still unaware of the person you were using as a comforter.

All you heard was a soft chuckle and felt a slight rumble along with the laugh before you drifted off to sleep with the ongoing movie becoming background noise. It was nice, before a soft yet extremely forceful item came in contact with your face causing you to jolt up and hit your head on something hard, a chin in fact.

A groan of pain came from your mouth along with another which was not your own, and that's when you realized it was Yoongi.