A Girl Like You 7
Pairing: Min Yoongi/Reader
Warning: Fluff/Angst/Smut (eventually)
Genre: Rapper/Daddy AU - Ex lovers
Wordcount: 4,904
Description: Although Min Yoongi was the love of your life he never seemed much interested in your relationship. Some day you decided you didn’t want it anymore. But destiny has its own words over your life.
Disclaimer: Thanks for your patience! It took me a lot of time in finishing and editing this chapter. I enjoyed writing and reading it a lot, so I hope you enjoy it. SPOILER: y/n and Yoongi finally...
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You didn't know how long you were with the finger over the send button. You read the message written over a ten times. Yoongi was you only option but there were so many contras. First, you didn't know if he would be able to spend many hours with Rosie at night. Surely she will be sleepy but what happen if she refused going to bed without you? You needed have a bed only for she urgently.
Second, though you avoided to think about, it was the "other night incident". It was about a week since Yoongi left your apartment after both of you made it out in your kitchen and your communication was restricted only to exchange messages about Rosie and some photos from her. Asking him babysitting her would be a big step you didn't know if you would take. Or maybe it was fear about he refusing your call in. There were a lot of things that, in your imagination, he surely had to do that night.
But you ran out of options. The Saturday Night Sale was the biggest event of the semester and you couldn’t not to go. Also Jungkook would be there because his illustrations were such a success and that night he'd brought some to sell in advance exclusively for the event. The problem was that your "thing" with Yoongi had occupied your mind the last days and you forgot about the date absolutely.
With a twitch in your guts your finally pressed send. You were seating in the couch of your apartment when your phone vibrated a couple of times. Yoongi's answer was quick and simple:
[Yoongi]: Of course I can! [Yoongi]: Let me know what time I have to be in your apartment. [Yoongi]: Can I brought hot chocolate?
You couldn't help but smiled with the last question. He, who at the beginning complained for the amount of sugar that the girl ate, was thinking in spoiled her with some treats.
****
Jess was kinda obssesed last days trying to find out who was the woman that took Yoongi from her. She was surpised with herself with this mania, because she didn't Yoongi back. She only needed to realize why that girl was better, at least to the ex boyfriend's eyes. The true was her bruised ego made she started doing stupid things, such as stalking all the social media of him.
The task was hard: Yoongi only posted things related to his work: pictures from his studio, chunks of new songs, selfies with musician he colaborated. After a entire afternoon she found anything. Tired of that no sense she started to think in the Night Sale event of Jung Hoseok's art design shop. A guy from the model agency crew suggested it was the place where she could find the ideal present for his ex boyfriend birthday. The memory of the celebration in her apartment made her a little nostalgic. However Jess tried to shake off that thoughts of her head. She only have to focuse in the event and think in the appropriate outfit. She was Jess Wang and she needed to look perfect.
She never imagined that decision would solve her investigation. Aiming to find out how the people dressed in the past events she decided to look for in the Hoseok's Instagram. That was she found the picture. It showed Hoseok with a little girl in his arms. She was about three or four or five -she was very bad calculating children age- but despite the panda makeup she recognized the round cheeks, the almond black eyes and, of course, Yoongi besides her. And a woman looking his ex boyfriend with a big smile in his face. Surely he didn't notice her gesture.
Jess recognized you face but she didn't remember when and where she met you. Not in her work neither Yoongi studio, although she didn't visit that place often. She decided focusing in her outfit again and walked to her walking closet, although the photo etched in her mind. Suddenly she remembered: the girl who attended her in Hoseok's shop. A rage invaded her when she recalled your kindness and willigness to find the perfect present for Yoongi. She looked back on the happiness in Yoongi's face when he opened the box. Jess felt stupid. And there are few things more harmful than a woman with a wounded ego
"She is normal", Taehyung said to her. "I mean, she is pretty but not beautiful. She has an ordinary sense of fashion. Definitely she couldn't compare with you", he added.
Jess went to the event with one of photographer of the agency. Kim Taehyung was handsome, stylish and fun. And he liked her. She realized it many time ago. He dated other girls, obviously, but there was always a certain chemistry between them. That's why he was the perfect wingman for the night.
"But Yoongi chose her. She replaced me with her", she complained.
"In fact he didn't replaced anyone. He knew her before you. Also he doesn't recognize the difference between what is beautiful and what is not", he explained.
"I know. I totally agree with you. But I'm very pissed with his choice!", you exclaimed.
"Jess, he's not for you. I never understood what you saw in him. He doesn't even know how to dress" -he paused to take some air- "what's the thing with those baggy clothes? I really hate his big pullovers and the ripped wide legs jeans", said Taehyung wrinkling his nose.
"Yeah you're right. But that's exactly what bothers me", Jess pouted.
"I knew that look. What bad thing are you planning?", he asked her smiling.
"I'm thinking in something. However I let you know only if it's successful", she replied with a mischievously spark in her eyes.
****
You opened the door and took off your heels quickly, groaning while you massaged your feet. You found Yoongi sat in the couch while was looking at the phone. He was with the headphones on and you noticed a total silence in the apartment. You frowned and walk to Yoongi trying to find out where Rosie was. When he noticed you he jumped.
"Shit! You almost killed me", he said while he was taking off his headphones. "I thought you would let me know when you were coming", he added.
"Where is…"
"Sleeping. We drank hot chocolate and then I told her some weird tales I invented. She laughed until she got tired enough to fall sleep", he informed you.
You sighed and noticed he was glaring at you with an amused smile.
"You thought I was focused in anything but our daughter", he replied at your expression. "But not. I had everything under control", he said stretching his arms up.
You fell onto the couch besides him without thinking. You were so tired and let out a deep breath.
"Did you eat something?", he asked you. You noticed some worry in his words and smiled. For a moment you forgot all the sexual tension between both of you. Indeed, you almost forgot he wasn't your boyfriend nor your husband and that he was dating the famous model you met some hours ago.
"I picked up bites of everything. Jungkook wanted to go eat but I prefered came early", you smiled at him, "but I think a cup of tea would be nice". You were standing when he stopped you.
"Stay there. I will prepare you one". Yoongi stood up and went to the kitchen corner.
You heard the sound of your electric kettle and closed your eyes. You were exhausted and when you felt the smell of the tea leaves you smiled.
"Here", Yoongi brought you a mug a moment later.
"Thank you", you grabbed it with your both hands. "And for you?", you questioned.
"I'm ok. I have an overdose of sugar so I can't eat or drink anything more", he laughed showing his gums.
You loved his laugh. His eyes got smaller but they sparked as he was sending tiny stars around him. It was irresistible and you gathered all your strength to focus only in your tea.
"Put your feet here", he suddenly said.
You looked at him and open your eyes wide when you noticed he was taping his lap. You tried to refuse but he surprised you when grabbed your mug and put it over the coffee table.
"It's not necessary. I'll shower before to go to bed to ease the pain", you uttered.
But he didn't obey you. He grabbed from your ankles and put your feet over his lap as he asked you. You squealed softly grabbing the hem of your dress. You cheeks got red when he started to massage your sore feet.
"Yoongi… ", you whispered.
"I did this many times. Do you remember? When you had those long shifts in the pub on weekends", he remembered.
The true was you completely forgot about it. Yoongi did care of you many times, indeed. There were some details that were only for you. That's why you didn't understand his comings and goings. That's why you always waited for him nevertheless the things you brother and friends told you.
Yoongi's hand were soft but firm and they were able to alleviate your tired feet. You almost forgot how uncomfortable was putting on heels.
"It's working, isn't it?", he told you. You only nod wishing he didn't stop. You felt like a cat about to purr.
"I broke up wtih her", his raspy voice brought you back to Earth.
You ran out of words.
"What did you do?", you said finally.
"I broke up with Jess. I told her everything about you and Rosie", he answered.
You noticed him glaring at you. His smile was vanished and his stern eyes was looking back at you as he was waiting for your response. Thousand thoughts flooded in your mind. Yes, you were thinking about both of you during whole week, saying to yourself that it was neccessary did not trespass some boundaries, but it never occurred to you that he would broke up with Jess Wang. Suddenly a dark idea crossed your mind.
"She… she was at the gallery tonight. Did you told her who I am?", you asked fearing the answer.
"No. She didn't even ask much about Rosie. I only said we dated some years ago", he replied you. "Did she tell you anything?", he asked.
"No, I barely spoke with her. But… Yoongi I didn't expect this. I mean, if this is because happened the other night, it wasn't necessary", you explained.
"Yes, it was", he said.
Suddenly you realized he never stop his touches. But there weren't a foot massages. He was caressing your naked calves. You felt your cheeks burning and when you looked at him again you noticed his breath over your mouth. He was nearly kissing you, but it seemed he was waiting for your permission. You looked at his lips and he knew it was a yes.
You wrapped your hands around his neck and he grabbed you from your thighs putting you over his lap. You kissed fiercely, very hungry for each other. At the time you forgot that your child were sleeping in the next room and you need to be quiet. He pulled your lips away and started to kiss your neck. You breathed deep when he bit your earlob.
He grabbed one of your legs and put you over his lap with the open legs. Then he stopped his petting and glare at you.
"I need to ask if it's okay", he whispered over your lips.
"Yes, it is", you answered bitting your lower lip.
You didn't know if it was your words or your action but he attacked your lips like an angry cat. His hands were running over your thighs and grabbed the hem of your dress. He pull it over your head and contemplated you in underwear in front of him. God, your body weren't the same like years ago and certainly the maternity left marks on your skin. But you seemed more gorgeous to him. Your breasts were bigger and your tighs were wider. That made him crazy. He grabbed your hips with one hand while his long fingers were traveling over your skin until he met the button of your bra.
You anticipated his movements and stopped theirs to pulled off his black oversized t-shirt. You gazed at his face rounded by his disheveled blonde hair. You looked at his eyes and felt proud of yourself. Despite you felt stupid when he played with your feelings, you always felt empowered when you had sex with him. You barely noticed he unbuttoned your bra and when he was caressing your nipples with his thumb you moaned trying not to be noisy. You released your hand from his torso and grabbed the back of the couch, fingers tucked in its edge when he started to lick your breast. The wet flooded your inner walls while your arouse was taking the control over your whole body. Yoongi felt the hotness of your skin and chuckled with the knowledge he still had that effect over you. However his excitement was as big as yours. Your body was like an open book to him. He had read him so many times that knew by heart all of its corners and the spots who provoked you.
You felt his buldge under your core and unbuckled his belt to help release it. But when you were unzipping his jeans he stopped you. You scowled at him and he released your breast biting your nipple before.
"Easy, girl. Let me enjoy you. It's been a while", his raspy voice turn on something inside you. A surprise because you thought he had activated all of them.
"Don't tease me", you complained.
"I don't", he replied while was licking your stomach. He grabbed your ass cheeks and squeezed them.
"Liar", you said trying to surpress another moan. Keeping silence became more and more difficult.
He caught your mouth with his and started to lower your panties slowly. An urgency appeared in your mind while his tongue was running all the corners of your mouth. You gathered some strength and pull him away. His coal eyes watched you in confussion.
"We need a condom", you whispered.
His eyes widened. Is he having some of them in his jacket? Surely there were in the glove box of his car, but going to the parking lot in that very moment would be a cool down.
"You weren't on the pill?", he asked hopefully.
"No", you replied.
"Fuck! Let me see if in my jacket…"
"There are some in the bathroom cabinet, behind the tampons", you told him. He raised an eyebrow to you questioning.
"We don't want more Mins in this world, right?", you uttered.
He lifted you by your hips and put over the couch. You heard him rummaging in your cabinets and chuckled imagining his rush. He noticed your amusement while he was riping the package and let the condom over the coffee table. He turned to you and pushed over the couch, positioning between your open legs. He lifted them one at a time to pulling off your panties. Then he grabbed your knees and started to kiss inside your thighs closing to your core. You moaned again that time gripping his hair. He shut your mouth with his while he was sliding two fingers inside you. The touches sent jolts through your body.
"How you say the other night, we need to be quiet", he shushed in your ear.
You only nod, unable to articulate a word.
"You're so wet, girl. Ready for me?", he asked you, pure lust in her voice.
You nod again. But that time he complained.
"Say it. I need hear you", he claimed.
"I'm ready, Yoongi", you admitted.
He pulled his fingers and put them in your mouth. Both of you licked them ath the same time while he watched you. Then he stood to undressed his jeans and boxer and put the condom in his dick. He grabbed one of your legs and put it over his lower back. He kissed you again while he was sliding into you to avoid your moans sounded loudly. He love the noisy you were but at the moment both of you can't risk your daughter awake in the middle of the night and caught you having sex in the couch.
You let out a cry when you felt him inside you. It have been a while since you were with a man. Although that man was Yoongi himself your walls needed to adjust to him.
"It hurts?", he asked you with a bit of worry in his ebony irises.
"No, it's okay. Just keep going", you said.
He obeyed you although he tried to be careful. At the beginning his thrusts were slow but it were more exciting than quicker movements. You bited back a moan and your breath hitches. You cupped his face and watch into his eyes. God, he looked so hot between your legs. You circled his waist with your both legs while he was increasing the pace of his thrusts. You squeezed his shoulders and bit your lip trying to keep your moans at bay.
"Fuck, you feel so good", he groaned. Beyond belief you were able to smile with proud. For that moment he was only yours. He was your man.
You reached his mouth and bit his lips. It was a wild thing you loved to do and you knew he enjoyed it although the other day he'd complained for his swollen lips.
Heat was raising in your living room. Noises from your bodies colliding over the couch were the only sounds which could be heard. You started to melt slowly anticipating your orgasm. You seized him harder no matter the bruises that appeared in his pale skin after.
"I'm so close. Keep going, please", you pleaded.
The words were an invitation and he thrusted you harder. Yoongi felt your jolts and your back arching. He kissed you again to shushed your last scream. Then he kept moving until a couple of groans marked his own orgasm. You felt his cum filling you and he slowly sliding away. Both of you panted while you were trying to accomodate in the tiny space.
He put one of your leg and the half of your body over him. You closed your eyes and breathed deep to move the dizziness away. Suddenly Yoongi's hand were caressing your back. You chuckled faintly over his chest while you were listening his heart beats. They were recovering his normal rythm and it seemed to echoed his raspy voice.
"What", he shushed in your ear.
"Nothing", you murmured.
"Tell me", he insisted, patting your back.
"Nothing… I just was…"
"Remembering the good old times?", he joked.
"Something like that", you replied smiling.
For a moment both of you kept in silence. You cuddled in his chest and he moved his long fingers over your warm skin.
"Do you want something to drink?", your voice resonated in the room.
"Water, please", he asked you grogily.
You put on your dress and walked to the sink to fulfilled a pair of glasses. Meanwhile he put his boxers and his t-shirt and when you came back you find him sitting in the couch. He took one glass from your hands and gulped its content.
"Someone is thirsty. Maybe too much exercise?", you made fun of him.
"Careful because I know how to shut that big mouth of yours", he took your chin and gave a peck in your lips.
It was too much exercise, indeed. He couldn't remember when it was the last time he and Jess had sex. He calculated more than a month, or maybe since he found out about Rosie.
You leaned your head in his shoulder. He wirlsed a damp strand of your hair. You kept in silence again, both just enjoying the moment. Until you felt the need to go to the bathroom, clean yourself and go to bed. You'd have a part of your soul to sleep intertwined with him but Rosie was expecting in your bed.
"I have to go to the bed. If you need the bathroom you can use after me", you said standing up.
But he grabbed your waist from behind tucking his nose in your hair.
"Not yet, please. Stay a bit more", he pleaded and how you could refuse?
****
You woke up late. It was Sunday, the alarm didn't ring and your body, and sore core, knew that it was allowed to relax. No matutine hurries neiher Rosie's complaints for having to left the bed early. The sunlight illuminated the room and forced you to open the eyes. Just in time because your little girl was starting to wake up. You smiled at her lightly.
"Hello beauty", you greeted her.
"Hello mommy"
You holded her and attacked her with kisses and tickles. She giggled and screamed until she was exhausted. You released her ruffling her hair.
"Do you want breakfast?", you asked.
But before she nodded in affirmation you remembered Yoongi. You jumped from the bed and got ahead Rosie. You panicked just thinking the little girl would discovered his "friend" sleeping semi naked in the couch. You opened the door and looked at your living room but he wasn't there. You walked to the couch and noticed the blanket were folded over it and the cushions back in their position. You frowned while some queassiness started to brew in your stomach. It was obvious, you thought. He ran from your side just when he got the chance.
Rosie was running to you, a bit worried.
"Mommy, what happened?"
Her voice backed you to the Earth. She was the most important thing in your life, not the stupid man who deceived you. Again.
"Nothing, don't worry. Let's make some breakfast", you said trying to smile.
However all your efforts vanished when you open the kitchen cabinets. You were ran out from almost everything. All the week was a chaos and you forgot to went to supermarket completely. You took a deep breath and thought that Sunday was becoming a little hell. You cursed yourself for your limitless stupidity. How you did end believing in Yoongi again? How was he able to coax you and made you forget you haven't food in your house? You had a child, for God's sake!
"Yoonyiii!", Rosie call made you jump. Your heart stompped when you saw the blonde hair man putting some bags over the kitchen aisle.
"Morning little girl! How are you doing today?", he told her poking her nose.
"I'm hungry. Mom haven't made the breakfast", she pouted.
"I brought the breakfast, so Mommy don't need to made anything", he watched at you smiling.
You looked at him back in disbelief. The queasiness in your stomach started to disipate. You bit your lip while he was putting over the table the breakfast for three of you: a coffee, a tea and hot chocolate; three sandwiches and a woman ginger bread cookie. He told Rosie something about it is alike her and she giggled. You approached the table and regret all the bad things you thought about him earlier.
"Sit. We are waiting for you and we are starving, right Rosie?", he looked at you curiously.
"Mommy sit", the little girl told.
Her voice made you reacted. You sat with them and grabbed the Rosie's cup before she did it.
"Careful, it could be hot", you warned her. She pouted but wait you stir the liquid and tasted it. You looked at her and with the corner of the eye to the man in front of you.
"With spoon, slowly", you told her while you were passing the cup.
Rosie drank a bit from her cup and then she attacked the cookie. You thought in said her would eat first the sandwich but you regret before said it. It was Sunday and a bit of relax in the rules couldn't do any damage. You felt happy but a bit nervous too. The scene was too ideal and you knew you had to be cautious. You bit your lower lip. Then you felt a soft kick in your leg. You looked at Yoongi surprised.
"Dont do that, please. You knew all the things that made me want", he said you with a mischievous smile.
You knew that stare, that smile, that subtle message. You felt your face burning in red. What was happening to you? You were behaving like a teen girl while a little tiny voice kept saying inside your mind "be careful".
"I thought you left early", you said him.
"I supossed you were thinking that. So I tried to hurry but the coffee shop was a bit crowded. I think because it's Sunday", he replied while he was eating.
When he woke up that morning the first thing he saw was the white ceiling of your apartment. At first he didnt recognized because he never saw it before. Some cracks crossed it and he frowned and thought that your home was not just little but a bit old too. He put the blanket over his head and roll to his side. He closed his eyes but he couldn't sleep. He smelled your scent still in his body. God! He haven't realized how much he have missed you all the last years.
Yoongi couldn't get sleep again, so decided to get up and tried to make some breakfast. It could be a good surprise if he woke up both of you with the smell of brewed coffee and fresh toasts. But when he opened the cabinets he realized there weren't bread neither milk nor cereals. He frowned and thought why you didn't have any of these. An idea popped in his mind and looked for your keys. They were over the kitchen aisle. He took them and left the apartment quietly. He didn't want any of you wake up.
You didn't reply him. True was you didn't find the right kind words to explain your assumptions. Yes, leaving the morning after could be a so Yoongi's behaviour but he didn't do it. So how you could explain to him that without sound hurtful?
Three of you devoured the breakfast. It was almost 11 in the morning and the last day (and night) left you very exhausted. And hungry. When you didn't go out you let Rosie spend some time watching TV. So Yoongi got Rosie off the high chair while you were gathering the breakfast remains to throw them in the trash bin. You were hearing the sound of Rosie's favourite cartoon show when some arms holding you from behind. You couldn't help but stiffened. Yoongi's movement was unexpected and for a moment you startled.
"What? It's me, not a burglar", he said in your ear.
You heard him chuckling while he gave a peck in your neck. He smelled at tangerines and wood. The same fragrance of last night. It gave you goosebumps and when you tried to step away he released you. You turned back and looked at him. He was smiling showing his gums. You smiled back. His eyes were glittering with joyful sparks. It was almost perfect, wasn't? For a moment you shushed your internal voice and laughed bitting your lower lip.
He approached to you and grabbed your chin. He looked at the girl sat in the floor watching TV with the corner of his eye and kissed you. You opened your mouth and welcomed his tongue. You knew that it would be quick but you needed that kiss badly. He pulled away and spoke over your lips.
"I told you don't do that. I can't resist it"
You smiled widely.
"Listen. I got to go now", he told you.
"Yeah, it would be the best. Jungkook gonna come to lunch with us today", you replied.
"Shit! So I have to hurry", he exaggerated.
"Idiot!", you pushed him a bit.
"We are talking, ok? I'll call you. Maybe we can meet tomorrow night to dinner or something?", he asked eagerly.
"Yeah, it could be", you agreed.
He hold your hands and squeezed them. Then he went to the little girl.
"Rosie, I'm leaving. Gave me a kiss", he asked while he was kneeling down her. She kissed his cheek and he poked her nose with the point of his finger.
"Bye, Yoonyi", she giggled.
You waited for him at the door. You opened it and he kissed you again. Briefly that time.
"I'll see you. Have a nice Sunday", he said before leaving.
You closed the door and walked to the living room. You contemplated to Rosie and smiled. She looked like his father very much. You smiled again. Butterflies fluttered in your stomach and some joy were filling your body. When you went to the bedroom to gather Rosie's clothes you heard her question.
"Mommy, Yoonyi is my daddy?"
You jolted and turned back to her with wide eyes.
"Why… why are you thinking that, girl?", you asked her back.
"Because he gave you a kiss. Daddys always kisses mommys", she explained without taking his eyes off the TV.
You just didn't know how to replied her sentence.
