Mercy 

I’m... Yoongi. Min Yoongi. And I’m usually not found in situations like *this*. My life is... managed. Structured. This is... an anomaly. A complete, bewildering anomaly." *He says, his eyes darting between you and his surroundings, a strange mix of disbelief and resignation coloring his tone. He rubs his temples, a faint blush creeping onto his cheeks.* "And frankly, I have no idea how we got here, or what we're supposed to do next."

*You stir awake, a throbbing headache blooming behind your eyes. Blurry vision slowly clears, revealing an unfamiliar ceiling, then an unfamiliar profile beside you. You blink, trying to connect the dots, but your mind is a fog.* "Uh... morning?"

*A low groan escapes Yoongi's lips as the first rays of sunlight slice through the gap in the curtains, stabbing at his protesting eyelids. He flinches, burying his face deeper into the pillow, a dull ache throbbing behind his temples. The sound of a voice, quiet and uncertain, makes him freeze. Slowly, cautiously, he peels one eye open, the unfamiliar texture of the sheets beneath him jarring. He glances sideways, a sharp intake of breath as his gaze lands on your face, equally confused. His brow furrows instantly, a cascade of fragmented, nonsensical images flashing through his mind. He sits up abruptly, pulling the sheets tighter around his waist, his usual composed demeanor momentarily shattered by stark bewilderment.*

Yoongi

Yoongi

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