Deep | M.YG
✧ Pairing: Min yoongi x reader
✧warning(s): explicit sexual content,explicit language,oral (f.rec),angst,unprotected sex,multiple orgasms
✧genre: angst, fluff,smut,fake dating au, contract
✧ synopsis: you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. one day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees.
✧word count: 3.1k
a/n:hello everyone, it's been a long time now hasn't it. I had to deal with a lot of things at the beginning of this year. as you guys know i lost someone special to me in December last year and it took me a long time to recover from it. even after I dealt with my grief I couldn't write at all it was hard for me to write. I then put this all aside and started doing things i liked and rewatched shows and reread books (outside of fanfiction) and today I was listening to a sound track of my favorite movie. which helped me write this chapter. because I had written this scene more than 10 times. although the soundtrack has nothing to do with lovers and the ending is rather intense compared the rest. well this chapter was born from it. Not sure you guys will like the song but I decided to add it here to. if you want to hear it and go on. ill put a star where i felt like the song kicked in. it's called "harry & Hermione" they weren't ever lovers but their song. its my favorite.
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Yoongi's phone buzzed sharply, dragging him out of his restless sleep. He groaned, rubbing his face as his blurry vision focused on the screen. with a heavy sigh yoongi answers "yeah?"
"yoongi" his father's voice came through sharp and direct as always. "we're having dinner with her tonight" yoongi hums, still half asleep not caring enough to fully wake up, funny enough from his experience he knew the conversation wouldn't last long and he'd have the luxury to go back to sleep soon.
frustrated with his son he slams his hand on a surface "do you not care about your future, this is for your own good!" yoongi groans at the sudden rise of voice "this is why we are setting you up with her" his father continues.
yoongi blinked, the fog of sleep clearing as his stomach tightened. Her? wasn't this about y/n? "What?" unease creeping in. His father snapped "Chohee, the one we've been trying to set you up with, but you as always can never show up when called"
"aren't you having dinner with y/n?" he asked his words slow, as if he were trying to process the situation.
His father's tone shifted slightly, annoyance seeping through "yes, she'll also be present. but I'm hoping she can knock some sense into you. You're being stubborn. Maybe she'll talk you into accepting what's best for you"
yoongi's blood ran cold. the thought of y/n being dragged into this made his temper flare. the last thing he wanted was her caught up in this mess, and have her misunderstand. "Wait, you—" Yoongi started, but before he could finish, the line went dead. His father had already hung up, cursing under his breath he tosses his phone aside. His jaw clenched.
Throwing the covers off as he quickly swings his legs over the side of the bed. His hands were shaking slightly, but he didn't waste time thinking about it. pulling on a shirt and jeans he quickly moved to leave. buttoning his shirt as he rushed through his apartment gathering his things. In the car he calls her phone once, twice, three times but no response
"dammit"
By the time he arrived it was night, and he knew that the damaged had already been done. after repeatedly trying to call your number with no result he knew to expect the worst. He didn't even care to stop at home, driving directly to your place.
To his luck the lights were all off, attempting to call you once more he waited but there was no response. "honestly this..." groaning he makes his way towards your old bedroom window. hoping you wouldn't shut him out the moment you saw him. Seeing your bedroom curtain shut made him curse once more.
it was as if you knew he was coming. tapping on the window a couple of times he waits but there was no noise, annoyed he tries to yank the window up and to his surprise it worked. climbing into the room he looks around in the darkness "y/n" he whispers but there was no response. he had your room memorized, slowly and as quiet as he could be he walked to the light switch.
You weren't in bed.
and he stood frozen. Thinking of any place you could be.
"y/n? I thought you were st-" before he could jump out the window or hide, her mother opens the door and looks yoongi dead in the eye as she jumped of surprise.
"yoongi?"
"i'm sorry I was looking for y/n..." fuck fuck fuck
"oh..I didn't hear you come in-" a breeze then moves the curtain
"is this new, or has it been happening"
"me climbing in through her window?" he asked, he looked like a child ready to get yelled at.
"well is it?"
sighing he rubs the back of his neck "No, I've done this before"
she stared at him for a long time as if she wanted to say something but couldn't find the right words. "she's not here, stayed at your parents home after dinner. it ended late" giving her a small nod he purses his lips.
"please use the front door. you don't have to sneak into this house. and if you're sneaking in then it's because you're doing something you shouldn't be doing. is that the reason?"
"No ma'am" he answers quickly.
"hmm..alright then" stepping aside, yoongi quickly exists the room. after she shut the window she comes outs as well. there was a change in her stare, it was as if she had realized something and was trying to contain herself from...exploding?
"goodnight"
"goodnight" he responds, closing the front door behind him.
parked outside his parents home he felt miserable. He didn't want to be caught in a conversation with them and to his luck the living room light was still on. "shit..." he made his way around the house to try and attempt and enter through his bedroom but he knew that he had closed the window the last time he was here, and his parents never cared to enter his room.
the light was on.
he knew that it'd be her sleeping in his room.
and he was right, there she was laying in his bed, reading a book she had grabbed from one of his shelfs. trying to pull the window open he groaned to see it was locked. tapping softly on the window to get her attention, which worked as he turned alarmed towards the window.
he gave her his gummy smile but she just stared at him for a few seconds before walking over to let him in.
"I thought you weren't coming"
"dad called"
she didn't respond nor did she look at him, instead she laid back in his bed and went back to reading. "y/n, about what happened tonight-"
"you don't have to explain anything, your parents are right to try and make you settle" her voice was nonchalant, flipping to the next page she didn't care to glance his way. "you didn't have to rush here to explain"
he sat on the window sill, listening to her voice.
"do you think I should settle then. marry her?"
shrugging she turns the next page, and he knew she wasn't reading. she was just avoiding his eyes "you dated her before, didn't you ? wasn't she your first girlfriend? that's the reason why your parents are trying to set you up with her.. she was your longest relationship"
why wont you look at me? Nothing she said was making sense to him, all he could hear was the sound of her voice but the words didn't process in his head. He couldn't help but let his eyes wander all over her, the slight puffiness of her eyes indicating she might've cried...no, she did cry. her hair tied up into a messy bun. and one of his shirt, his shirt that was wrapped around her figure, his shirt that made her look as if she was wearing nothing el-
"why are you not saying anything"
oh, right. He looked into her eyes that finally were looking at him. she was angry. "what do you want me to say? that I don't want to marry her? well I don't. that's why I've been avoiding my parents and avoiding coming here" he knew what she was doing, she was trying to read him, see if he was lying. "then why did you date her for so long, that was the big question of the night you see"
because I wanted to see what you'd do
but he shrugged instead.
she scoffed, shakes her head and goes back to the book. he didn't move from where he sat, wanting her to take out her anger at him before he tried anything else. "there are more you know, they were just trying to be considerate by picking someone you had dated and knew" she turned another page. "y/n..I don't care who they try to set me up with i'm not-"
"I told you, you don't have to explain anything. I'm just being a good friend and telling you what happened." her voice was harsh and the glare she gave him made him want to laugh.
"you must've been a shitty boyfriend by the way, she only came to dinner to say she wasn't interested in marrying you. and let me not even get started at how she hated me and hated seeing me there"
cause she found out I was in love with you.
there was a silence, and he wanted to speak. but all he wanted to know was why she cried. knowing her, she wouldn't be happy with him asking that and he might just make everything worse.
suddenly she put the book down, and turned to stare at him. "why are you just sitting there"
and so he shrugged "was waiting for you to finish, and not be angry at me anymore"
"angry?" her cheeks turned pinkish "I'm only angry because you didn't tell me, didn't even warn me! I came into this blind and it caught me by surprise!"
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"I'm sorry" he quickly says.
slowly she got off his bed, walking over to him. "what were you doing before you came over here" she was a feet away from him, there was a spark in her eyes that made his chest tighten . "I was in your bedroom, got caught by your mother actually" her eyes widen "what do you mean?"
"she found out i've been climbing through your window, I couldn't deny it."
"you-you lie about so many things but had to confess this?"
"i was caught red-handed, would've been a bad idea. plus that women basically also raised me she would've seen right through my lie"
groaning she closes her eyes, yea.. it was going to be a interesting talk when she gets back home. this time she walked right into his space, standing between his legs as she stared down at him "you're so annoying" she looked upset. and he knew she wasn't upset about her mother finding him in her room. but something that happened that she just wouldn't say.
"i'm sorry" he says softly
and her bottom lip quivered but she quickly pursed her lips. her hands gently take each side of his face as she tilted it back, slowly she lowered her face to his and kissed him. he didn't move, he let her pressed her soft plum lips against his and waited. "you really..you're such a handful" she says
"I'm sorry" he apologized again
pressing her lips against his again he let her control the kiss as her tongue slipped into his mouth. he closed his eyes at the euphoric feeling, clenching his fists to stop him from touching her, his mind lost as he takes in her scent. In the end he couldn't help but place his hands gently on her hips.
but he was taken out of the trance when he felt something wet on his cheek. his eyes shot open and he looked at hers. she was crying.
"y/n-" but she didn't let him talk, wrapping her arms around him she kissed him harshly. at first he tried to gently pull her off of him but her grip would just tighten, he knew he could pry her off of him but chose not to. instead he picked her up, making sure to return her kiss as he walked to his bed.
there he laid her down, hovering over her he breaks from her lips. whining she tried to pull him down to kiss him again but he didn't let her. his hand gently brushing against her cheeks as he wiped her tears away "why are you crying" she didn't answer.
wrapping her legs around his hips he stared into her eyes again but she still didn't say anything. she needed comforting, he wanted to talk but she wanted a different form of comforting. had it been someone else he might've not cared and had had sex right away. but it was her, "why" he says gently once more.
she shook her head and began to unbutton her shirt. He kept his soft gaze on her as she worked her way down the line of buttons. he'd wipe every tear that left her beautiful eyes. pulling the shirt off his shoulders he tosses it aside. giving in.
pulling his shirt over her head he began to kiss her breasts, not having anything under, ha, he was right. sucking on her harden nipple he pinches the other giving it a slight twist as she moans, quickly covering her mouth.
he continued down to her stomach as he began to pull off her underwear he kisses her inner thigh. her back arches as he begins to kiss her most intimate part. she wrenched a fistful of the bedsheets as his breath played with her sensitive folds. her thighs tensing and her backed arched each time his long fingers as he caressed her folds. "y-yoongi, please just...put it in" he felt his stomach tighten,felt himself get even harder with the sound of her pleads. undressing he reaches into one of his shelfs as he pulls out a box of cigarettes but inside were condoms. "are they-"
"I bought them last time we came" slipping the condom onto his harden shaft he spreads her legs once more. he took her mouth to his as he deepen the kiss, aligning himself to her entrance he slowly entered her. both their breathing hitched as he thrusted into her. lifting her hips up to angle himself better he begins to thrust into her faster, deeper.
her nails dug into his broad shoulders, her eyes were shut tight. soft whimpers leaving her lips. he felt himself getting bigger as her walls clenched around him. it was as if he'd never leave her insides, as if they'd be stuck together forever.
she pulled at his hair, and he obliged letting her kiss him once more. he found her irresistible as she tried to remain quiet. bitting onto her breast she let out a low scream but that didn't stop him from sucking hard the same spot he had just bit. he could hear her saying something, something about getting caught. and the idea excited him, would that be the solution to everything? to their relationship? to his parents?
if they walked in and saw him making love to his best friend would they leave him alone, would they run and tell her parents who'd probably marry them.
he pressed his hips into her, hitting the spot he knew would make her loose her mind. but she just squirmed underneath him. "wa-wait i-" and her backed arched, her body twitched as she finished. but he wasn't even close to finishing. gently pulling out he kissed her "you know my favorite don't you" and she looked at him with dreamy eyes, nodding. with his help she get on her knees, lifting her butt and he felt liked he'd nut right there and then from just the view.
He thrusted into her once more. brushing aside her long hair that had long been out of the shape of the bun it was once in and nipped at her nape. teasing between her legs he kept rocking his hips back and forth and if he felt as if he was deprived of her all his life and was finally having a taste but his mind wouldn't let him be at peace as the sight of her crying haunted it. with one quick move of his hips he filled the condom of his semen and her body fell rigid on the mattress as he pulled out. tossing it into the bin he felt her sit up "yoongi" she whispered his name and he looked at her "yes"
but she just stared at him.
"y/n what's wrong"
she made her way to him, climbing onto his lap. "can't..can't you just be..." but she didn't finish her sentence. instead she lifted her hips and grabbed his hard cock "stay still" she whispers.
he didn't stop her, he had promised her this anyways. slowly she lowered her hips, his tip slowly entering her. moaning into his shoulder she, his breathing was hard and fast as he felt her take him fully. it was total bliss, more than he had ever imagined.
laid back against the headboard he grips her waist as she tries to move her hips in circles. "h-help me"
he thrusted his hips upwards into her, and she let out a loud moan, not caring to cover her mouth this time. letting him take over she sucked on his neck, devoured his lips at any chance she had. they quickly switched positions, with him on top of her as he held her legs over his shoulder thrusting into her.
"where" he asked, barely any voice inside him. wanting to fill her with his semen but he still asked. her walls clenched around him once more, making him loose his mind.
her body twitched as the knot in her stomach exploded, the bedsheets fully drenched at this point. "in-inside" she managed to say, and that was his last straw. his semen flowed into her, filling her completely he let out a low growl as he finished.
she was completely out of it, her walls clenching around him as he pulled himself out. her body twitched as she felt his semen dripping out of her. clenching her thighs together at the new sensation he couldn't help but pry her knees apart and rub his length against her opening both their juices mixed as he teased her entrance with his tip, slightly slipping it inside and out. "you were complaining of having me nut in you"
he grins "and yet you can't keep it in" she whimpered as he pushed more than the head of his cock inside her.
he slipped out of her. reached for her shirt he had tossed to the floor and handed it to her. kissing her once more he walks to his closet "we should shower, if my mother comes you can just say you wanted to shower."
they showered together, and got into bed after yoongi changed the sheets. she fell asleep in his arms that night, but he couldn't sleep at all. the next day she didn't mention to him anything about why she was crying and he didn't try to get it out of her. his parents were surprised to see him.
after having a long discussion with them that he would find his own significant other he left and made his way to y/n's house.
Deep | M.YG
✧ Pairing: Min Yoongi x reader
✧ warning(s): explicit sexual content, angst, explict language, degradation kink, did i mention a bit of angst? spanking, making out w tongue, overstimulation, claiming/possesiveness, multiple orgasms for reader, hes a asshole but its ok cause its yoongi, maniplulation, filthy words, oral sex (both m/f rec), multiple sex scenes, anxiety, cold and detached yoongi,
✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract
✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees.
✧ word count: 7.9k
✧ Theme song: Fri(end)s by V
a/n: BOO! heres the new chapter. I will be posting the next chapter very soon. expect the unexpected, our female lead is not going to have a break any time soon. also if there is any errors...ignore them I have to reread one more time but wanted to keep my promise and post this.
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She lay sprawled on the floor, her eyes fixed on the ceiling above, though she barely registered it. Her luggage in the entrance, not even opened. The moment Jungkook pulled up to the apartment she stepped out of the car and walked in without thanking him. Nibbling her inner cheek she mentally curses herself for not even saying thank you. He cut his trip short just to bring her home and….shit.
You had attempted to text him but your phone had died. She felt the anxiousness seep through her, the thought of her marching off being a bad idea. Her thoughts circling back to Jihye and how she kept this to herself. She cringed at how she would tell her everything that had been happening the past months with Yoongi. Getting up from the floor she plugs her phone in to charge, pulling off her clothes one by one as she tosses it to the ground. “I need a shower,” she mumbles.
Just as she was about to leave the living room, her phone buzzed with notifications. She picked it up, biting her lip as she scanned the messages. Taehyung had texted her, filling her in on what happened after she left with Jungkook. Most of it blurred together, but one line kept replaying in her mind: “Yoongi and Jihye left together not long after you.” The words twisted in her stomach. She turned her phone off, refusing to look at anything else.
It had been only thirty minutes after you came out of the shower and you had become a stalker. Standing beside your window as you looked out to see if he’d arrive. His parking spot, empty. Just as you convinced yourself that you were pathetic, waiting for him. You were about to walk away when he pulled into the parking lot, quickly hiding behind the thin see through curtain.
He steps out of the car, opening his trunk as he pulls out his bags. You let out a sigh of relief when you confirm that he’s alone. Your eyes not pulling away from him as he walks up to the building. You turned to look at your apartment door, waiting for him to knock or even just enter your apartment. But he didn’t.
You didn’t bother to talk to anyone, you only stepped out to buy groceries once and then decided to just stay in your apartment the rest of the break. You needed to gather your thoughts and being alone felt like just the right thing to do.
It wasn’t.
He was right next door, and the urge to confront him was nearly impossible to resist. If it were any other day, she would’ve just asked him, and he’d probably explain. But this wasn’t like every other time. Not only had he kept his past with Jihye from her, but she felt blindsided in a way that only twisted the knife deeper.
You turn on the television and just put on a random show you had been postponing on netflix as you brushed your hair. You were into the show when the doorbell rings, groaning as you walk to the door and the only reason you opened the door without checking to see if it was him was because you knew it wouldn’t be him but it still didn’t stop you from being surprised.
“You look horrible,” Junho said, raising a brow. you stared, wide-eyed, before replaying softly “Hi” Glancing around the hall, you grabbed his arm and pulled him inside. “What are you doing here?” you whispered.
“I don’t want to talk about her,” you snapped, stepping back. “If that’s why you’re here, you can go.”
“I want to apologize, the last time we were together well..” he stayed in place, you turn to him seeing how awkward he stood. “It’s fine…i’m glad you’re here..” he hums with a light nod, following you to the sit in the living room “I was actually thinking about how to reach out to you” you mumble. “Because of what happened?” if there was someone who would willingly talk about Yoongi’s wrongdoings it’d be Junho and as pathetic it made you look, you were desperate. “Did you know?” you ask suddenly, cursing yourself mentally. If he knew then that made you the only ignorant person around the two who had no idea.
Junho purses his lips as he tries to think of what to say to you. He lets out a sigh “yeah I knew that they had been together…but I didn’t find out right away” he watched your eyes fill with hurt, he continued “ and before you get angry with me for not telling you. Just remember that I met you after you and Jihye had been friends for a long time. I thought you already knew” his voice was rushed as he kept talking “and in my defense you two were so close I didn’t think you’d be that close unless you knew. And knowing Jihye…who can’t keep a secret to save her life..well”
“Oh she can keep a secret” you roll your eyes.
“She got drunk one day and confessed. Listen, she told me they never talked after that until you introduced him to her. Even then they never talked unless you were around” could you be acting overly dramatic? Maybe. But that doesn’t change the fact that she saw how head over heels you were for him..”stop over thinking about it, look Jihye was crying her eyes out when she called me. This happened a long time ago, she didn’t tell you because you shun everyone who gets even a inch of attention from Yoongi”
“No I don’t!” you yell
“Yes you do, and you know it! You’ve always been like that!” you were about to argue with him but his phone rang. “Is your phone off?” he says after reading the message from who ever texted him.
“What?”
“Jihye said she’s been texting you and calling but you won’t answer.. I had called you earlier but thought you had blocked me or something” shaking your head you walked over to the table where you had left your phone “it’s dead”
“Since when?”
“Since I got back” plugging in your phone you don’t wait long before the missed calls and messages start flooding in.
20 missed called from Jihye, 50 messages
10 missed calls from Yoongi, 5 messages
1 missed call from Junho, 2 messages
1 missed call unknown, 1 message
Muting your phone you place it down and turn to him. Junho, who was already standing up, shoves his hands into his pocket. “Look, I hope you two can deal with this as grown-ups. I only came here to make sure you weren’t dead because she was screaming at me through the phone to check on you”
“Thank you” you say softly
You open the door for him, stepping out. You felt bad for him, after Jihye sent him here to check on you even though she knew the two of you weren’t talking and he clearly felt uncomfortable with it. Now that you were thinking about it, pulling him inside without asking what he was doing here first was not a very smart thing to do, you suddenly became self conscious of the spaghetti strap shirt and shorts you were wearing.. Thinking back to him inside his eyes never ever left your face. After what he pulled the last time, you should’ve been more alerted. “Let me know if you need anything” he says, pulling you out from your thoughts.
few seconds before...
“She found out, and instead of going over to talk to her and beg for forgiveness you’re inviting us over?” Taehyung says in disbelief. “She’ll get over her drama and then we’ll talk” Yoongi sighs, already regretting inviting Taehyung. One, he doesn’t shut up and two, even after being told to drop the topic he still can’t shut up about it. Jimin senses the frustration from Yoongi but can’t help but chime in when Taehyung brings it up “but you said she hasn’t been answering nor have you seen her..aren’t you worri-” the three turn the corner and Taehyung gasps loudly, making Yoongi stop glaring at Jimin who was also looking a bit confused. “I thought they weren’t friends anymore,” Jimin mutters.
“They aren’t” he responds calmly, not bothering to make a scene. The three walked towards Yoongi’s apartment and the two who were talking in front of her apartment door which was wide open.
You hadn’t noticed them, not until you were already leaning in to hug Junho goodbye. Yoongi raises a brow as his fingers fumble with his keys, he looks down at his keys not bothering to say anything to you. You smile at Junho who whispers a small goodbye as he walks past the group. What did you expect? For him to overreact? Get mad? Jealous?
Jealous, that’s what you are.
Taehyung and Jimin walk over to you “you left early the other day, I hope Jungkook was not much trouble” Jimin smiles, clearly trying to make small talk, waiting for him to open the door. “We’re going to watch a movie, and also got food! Do you want to come over” Taehyung butts in awkwardly showing you the bag he was holding. You glance at Yoongi to see how he was reacting to the offer and as if sensing your stare he looks back at you.
“What?” he says
“Nothing” you respond
Yoongi’s eyes scanned your body, lingering on the light fabric of your outfit, which draped over your form. Shorts that accentuate your legs, a casual look, but the way it hugged your figure made him want to gauge Junho’s eyes out. "you look like you want to tell me something" you raise a brow, noticing his narrowed stare.
"Do you want me to say something? maybe invite you in? act as if you didn't lash out like a child and then left without talking to me" opening the door he scoffs "and now" he can't help but laugh sarcastically "now you're opening the door to your apartment to him? openly giving him the opportunity to do it again and this time have something worse happen" as he lectured you. you instantly regretted telling him what happened that day.
"he came to check on me after ji-"
he snickers "right, he found the perfect moment to come crawling to you like a rat. how can you be so gullible, but yet you walk away from me and don't even think of talking about what happened”
"What was there to talk about? I heard everything I needed to know" you couldn't help but laugh at how he was turning this against you "I can't even think of anything to say to you or her"
"you got...you know what it's pointless talking to you. it's like each time...all we do is run in circles"
"that's so like you, always avoiding to talk about anything" his face twisted into an arrogant scowl "avoiding? bullshit! you- fine" dropping the bags to the ground he didn't care that the items scattered.. pushing Jimin aside he grabs your arm and pulls you into the apartment shutting the door behind the two of you.
"Go on then, what do you want to talk about" his grip on your arm caused you to whimper but he didn't loosen his grip.
"Why are you angry! I'm the one who had to learn about Jihye and you after years of being her friend!" you try to get free from his grip but fail as he pressed you against the wall, his face incredibly close to you, causing you to unknowingly hold your breath.
"I have the right to be upset with you when you let someone into your apartment, and it's not just anybody it's the same guy that tried to force himself on you and you broke friendship with! I can be upset when you do something as stupid as let him into your apartment and I don't know!"he snarled
"Why do you need to know!" you yell back, thrashing as you push him but continue to struggle "are you that stupid?!" his grip loosens and he walks away from you, entering your apartment "you talk about me and how I avoid talking. you left!"
"because jihy-"
"That was nothing!" he screams, causing your body to jump at his sudden raised voice. "It was before she even met you y/n! We met that summer and had sex a couple of times and that was the end of it!"
"Then why not tell me!" you yell back, you feel as if you didn't, your voice would betray you, your heart beating so quickly that you hear your pulse in your ears. "because it wasn't your business y/n! you never cared about anyone I was with before, why should she have been an exception?!"
Your hands are clenched into fists, and the frustration boils over. Glancing at the chair beside you, you grab a stuffed toy and hurl it at him. "because you saw how much she mattered to me! you saw me befriend her and you know how I feel about those girls" catching the toy he groans, frustrated with the conversation "She asked me to not say anything for that exact reason! shit, I was gonna tell you the day you introduced her to me as your friend but she fucking cried" not caring if you looked childish you kept throwing the stuffed animals at him it wasn't until the fifth one till you successfully hit his head. "Stop throwing shit y/n!" he yells but you had already sat on the empty chair having pushed aside the rest of the toys onto the floor.
you lost, again.
He watches you as you bury your face in your hands, your muffled cries breaking through the silence. “I didn’t know if you’d even stay friends,” he says quietly. “At first, I was skeptical about her. I warned her that if she tried anything, I’d tell you… but then I saw how close you got.”
He doesn’t move toward you, and though you hate it, you wish he would. You wish he’d hug you right now.
Pathetic, you think.
“You always had a hard time making friends with girls, so I kept quiet.”
“Get out.”
“What—?”
“Get out! I don’t want to hear your excuses.” You stand, wiping your tears as you walk past him, sidestepping his attempt to reach you. “I don’t want your friendship or hers. Just leave.” You shut your bedroom door, leaning against it as you try to catch your breath. “You’re making this bigger than it is!” Yoongi shouts from the other side. “This is what you always do when something bothers me! You say I’m exaggerating, and I’m done with it! The deal, everything—it’s over. Leave!”
“No. Open the damn door.”
“Go to hell.”
"y/n!" you both stay silent and then you hear his footsteps grow distant. I hate them. dropping on the bed you hug your pillow. not even two minutes passed when you hear him come back "Yoongi i'm serious get out!" your eyes widen when you hear the door's lock click, jumping to your feet you run to the door but he was faster than you. the door swung open and he walked into the room "I get why you're mad, but you're not going to kick me out of your life over this. You're testing my patience with all this dramatic show you're putting" he said angrily as he strode to you.
"I give two shits about your patience" you say through clenched teeth, you shake your head. "I'm not gonna stand here and let you tell me that my feelings mean nothing!" you were about to race out of the room but he blocked your path, closing the distance between the two of you , before you could complain Yoongi grabbed the back of your head and pressed his lips to yours.
yanking at his hair you try to pry him off. Yoongi frowns, biting your lip causing your lips to part from the pain, his hot tongue pushed into your mouth entwining his with yours. He did not give you a break, continuing to kiss you until you felt faint. his chest heaving as he brushed your hair from your eyes "I never said your feelings didn't matter" he muttered roughly "just that it happened a long time ago, and It was nothing. you hear me?" glaring at him you try to push him but he wouldn't let you "it meant nothing, it meant nothing" you mock him "that's all you can say!"
"I have nothing else to say about the matter." His answer left you speechless. and it snapped, your sanity "then that's all I want, I don't want our friendship anymore just sex, that's all you like or am I wrong!"
"That's what you want?! "
"You treat me-" Yoongi stops you, ravaging your lips. His hot tongue tangled with yours as he deepened the kiss. fighting for air, he didn't pull away until he felt your grip on him weaken. All the build-up emotions inside you made you act without thinking. The moment the kiss ends your hand raises and strikes him against his cheek. the room falls silent as he stares to the side.
coming to your senses your eyes widen. "yoong-" "fine, if that's all you want. then i'll happily give you just that" you were too stunned to move, his lips pressed against yours this time more aggressive than the last.
He was quick to lift you off your feet, wrapping your arms around him and carrying you to the bed. He pulls down your shorts against your complaints. "Wait" you say as he tosses them aside with your underwear "stop" he says, holding your ankle "isn't this what you wanted" before you could rebuttal he spread your legs, his long finger traced between your dripping wet folds. the tip of his tongue swirled around your clit, you're lips parting to try and tell him to stop but instead you yelp as he closes his lips around it and sucking, he finally tasted your release on his tongue but he didn't stop there, nose pressed against your clit as he continued to suck. whining from the oversensitivity "y-Yoongi stop" you cry out. his thumb wiping his wet lips as he stared at you specifically stared at your tear filled eyes. you felt your heart swell up as he got up from the bed. thinking about how he would usually wipe your tears and give you kisses, instead he undid his belt pulling down his pants and briefs, his hardened length in full view. his cold eyes looking down at you "get on your knees and suck"
you stare at him and then glance at his throbbing length. "Hurry up, you're wasting time" he scowls.
swallowing you get on your knees on the comfort of the mattress, gently grabbing the hem of your shirt he pulls it over your head. taking him in your hands you can feel him watching you. you wrap your lips around the tip and begin to suck slowly. you begin to take all you could and wrap your hand around what you couldn't receive. tears brimming at the corner of your eyes, his large palm gripping your hair as you keep bobbing your head on his shaft. your drool from the side of your mouth coating his balls. you hear his low moans, he'd move his hips thrusting his cock down your throat "fuck" he mutters through gritted teeth. "swallow" he says sternly, releasing in your mouth.
letting go of your hair you pull back, coughing. scoffing he grabs your chin "you never listen to me do you" ravaging your lips he doesn't care to taste himself as he shoves his tongue in your mouth. You press your hand against his chest you could feel his heart racing just as fast as yours. but there was something different, his eyes were cold. nowhere near as loving and kind as the first night you two spent together.
there was a hint of pain, as his forehead creased and he held your arm but only to yank you down, face first into the softness of your bed. "raise your ass" he says, his patience thin as he watches you rise slowly. He wraps his arm around your waist, lifting you quickly. "You're dripping wet from sucking my cock huh" he says, his fingers entering your entrance "you stopped begging for me to stop" his hand plays with the clasp of your bra before undoing it. "Do you want me to continue" he says as his hand cups your breast pinching your taut nipple. you nod, gripping the bed sheets "say it" he pinches your nipple causing you to moan.
"please put it in already" your throat was dry.
“Is this what you want? you want me to find you only when I need my dick wet?" he growls against your ear "do you want me to come to you only when I want your pretty little mouth wrapped around my cock" pressing two fingers against your lips you open your mouth as his fingers enter. "want me to take you from behind and leave right after?" he presses his fingers down against your tongue and you begin to drool. "because if that's all you want from me....then you really are no different from them" you feel as his hard length rubs against your folds. removing his hand from your mouth he goes to your night stand, pulling out a foil.
Say something, tell him that he isn't just sexual relief for you
But no words left your lips, you were on your back in seconds. your eyes on him as he pulled his shirt over his head "then I'll give you what you want" your tongues intertwined passionately, feeling his length brushing between your legs. He entered you with a single, deep thrust. Your toes curled as he thrusted into you mercilessly. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you tightly hug him, his name being the only sound that left your lips. His thick length slowly slid into you before pulling out to the tip only for him to thrust in deeper. Moaning quietly, your back arched as he leaned over you to put his mouth on your breasts, each suck causing the heat in your belly to intensify. As if a bolt of lighting had struck you, the feeling of almost cumming is robbed as he scooped you up and placed you on his lap. you claw at his shoulders as you try and steady yourself on your knees while facing him. without giving you a chance for anything you receive him even more deeply as he thrusts upwards. You clung to his neck each time he sank into you, your hips moving on their own. You feel the knot in your stomach release, the intense pleasure causing you to bite down on his shoulder. Just when you thought you'd faint from the overstimulation his movements stop as he groans.
You lift yourself, his length slipping out of you as you fall back onto the bed. You could still feel the sensation of having him inside you, "don't even think that it's over yet" your eyes snap up, he was already sliding on another condom on his hardened length. He laid you back, initiating a kiss he grabbed your ankle and propped your leg on his shoulder, lifting his hips he thrust into you. You let out a low moan, your eyes shutting tightly. "Watch" he says "watch how I enter you" he moved urgently inside you. Wave after wave of passion you had already orgasmed twice but it did not stop him. Yoongi gritted his teeth and shuddered as if he was suppressing something. Rocking his hips as his length swelled inside, biting down on his lips he moved faster. Moaning as he releases his load.
Pulling out from you, he ignores your whines. Getting off the bed he begins to get dressed after disposing of the condom. "Yoongi" you mutter but he doesn't stop, you try to sit up but your back and hips ache causing you to whimper. The sudden noise makes him freeze but he doesn't bother turning around to look at you. Once he's fully dressed he leaves the apartment.
Yoongi didn’t contact her after that day, nor did they didn’t coincidentally bump into one another even if they lived in the same building. The anxiety and regret she felt made her cry herself to sleep, cursing herself for not telling him that he wasn’t just a sexual relief for her.
Looking at the mirror one last time she pushes aside her bangs, thinking about getting them trimmed later. Gulping she opens the door, peeking out slightly to see if he was there, thankfully there was no one in the hall. Therefore another day of not seeing him began. “Make sure to read the next chapter and check the assignments posted online” the professor spoke but no one listened. Every student beelinning to exit.
Groaning at the thought of the next class, her stomach twisted at the thought of having to see Jihye. I shouldn’t be trying to avoid her, she’s the one that hid it from me. She thought as she took the long way to class. For a moment as she stood in front of the building, she considered simply skipping. All four years she had never skipped class, nibbling on her inner cheek she’d wave at people who say hello from either this class or another.
Fuck it, turning on her heel she attempts to escape hell but instantly bumps into someone. Quickly apologizing, she looked up, it was Junho. “Are you alright? You’ve just been standing there” awkwardly smiling as she takes a few steps back which he respected by staying in place. “I was just..”
“Thinking of skipping to avoid Jihye?” feeling embarrassed for her petty actions she blushes. Sighing he looks at his watch “do you wanna go eat or something…I’ll ask a friend for the class notes”
“Oh” her voice filled with a bit of hesitation. One, she was thinking of skipping and two, with Junho. That was already two reasons for Yoongi to kill her. “Here at the cafeteria” he adds “Jihye isn’t in your next class, that way you can make it in time” she stares at him for a few seconds before giving in and nodding.
At first, she thought it would be awkward, but that feeling quickly faded once they sat down and started catching up.Laughing at his jokes like the old times, she couldn’t help but think that skipping class was worth reconciling with him.
“y/n, are not planning to make up with her?” you stop slurping on your drink, looking up at him. “I don’t know,” you mutter. “As stupid as I think of what i’m about to say” he licks his lips “you and me made up..after what happened”
Raising a brow you purse your lips “yeah but… it won’t be the same you know.. I…Right now I just needed to get out of that situation” you stutter
“Right, yeah…” he exhales “I’m just saying that compared to me what she did wasn’t as bad” smiling you gather your book bag and books “thanks for this, next time i’ll get you a drin-” grabbing your hand he says your name which you freeze up and stare at his hand. He pulls back and curses under his breath “I’m sorry, I just think that you need to hear her out”
"“Thanks, I’ll think about it.” She hurried out of the cafeteria, pulling her phone from her bag, which she had silenced earlier for class. Biting her lip, she looked down at the message:"
Yoongi:
Where are you?
Not wanting him to cause a scene looking for her she sends him a quick, blunt message. “Woke up late.” Stepping outside, she quickened her pace down the street, feeling her phone buzz again as his name flashed on the screen. “Damn it,” she muttered, pressing the side button to silence it and shoving her phone into her pocket.
Just when she thought the rest of the day might pass peacefully, she spotted him waiting by the building. She ducked out of sight before he noticed her, slipping in through a side entrance. Her phone vibrated again—Yoongi’s name glowing across the screen—but she ignored it as before. By the end of class, though, her luck ran out; with only one exit left, she walked straight into him. There he was standing by the doors, glaring at her.
“Where were you?” he demanded, irritation clear in his voice.
"I told you, I was late," she replied, brushing past him.
"Don’t give me that—I got here after you and saw your car," he shot back.
She paused, turning to him. "And how exactly do you know if I skipped?"
Yoongi closed his eyes, letting out a frustrated sigh. "That’s not the point. Did you seriously skip class just because she was in there too?" His tone bordered on exasperation.
She scoffed, crossing her arms. "Oh, did she tell you? Wow, you two must be real close. How ignorant was I to have never noticed before "
“Don’t skip class. And get home early” he says walking past her, too tired to argue with her. She was used to him being all high and mighty but at this moment, the urge to become violent and slap him once more flared inside her.
Jihye got the message. In any class they shared, she avoided Y/N’s area, keeping her distance. Junho noticed, giving both of them a wary look before deciding to sit far enough from either to avoid taking sides. But Jihye couldn’t stay away forever, by the end of class the two girls were running across campus. One being chased, the other doing the chasing.
“Stop being like this! Please let’s talk” Jihye shouted, sprinting behind her. Passing students threw them confused looks, but Y/N kept moving. When they reached the parking lot, she tried to unlock her car quickly, but Jihye blocked her path. Out of breath, they stared each other down, and Y/N couldn’t help but think that, under different circumstances, they’d both be laughing right now. But this was anything but funny. “Fine. You’ve got a minute,” she managed, standing upright. “After that, we’re done talking.” Jihye’s face fell at her demand, but she pressed on. “Let's go talk somewhere else” she says which y/n then looks at her wrist acting as if there was a watch “you have 30 seconds left” Jihye’s patience snapped. “Why are you acting like this? Fine, I didn’t tell you what happened back then, but how could I? We probably wouldn’t even be friends now if I had!”
“Maybe we shouldn’t be friends” she shots back
Jihye takes a step closer “you don’t mean that”
“What If I do?” you scoffed “even now you go snitching to Yoongi about me ditching class.
“ I was just worried about yo–”
“Don’t be! Clearly, you weren’t worried about how I’d feel finding out, or you’d have told me the truth! Even if it risked our friendship.”
“to think that I came ranting to you about him, about how I felt and shit you already had him!” she screams
“That’s not fair! I didn’t know you back then!!”
“You sound just like him. Your minute’s up. Move.”
Jihye’s jaw clenched as she stepped aside, watching her get into the car and drive away. She blinked hard, but her eyes still burned as tears finally slipped down her cheeks.
You slam your apartment door shut, tossing everything to the floor in frustration. The encounter with Jihye was still fresh, making your blood boil. Guess I'll need to fill up the gas tank tomorrow, you think, flicking on the lights. Maybe driving around to clear my head wasn’t such a smart move after all.
A voice cuts through the silence, making you jump. “So, is this how you’re planning to act from now on?” Yoongi’s voice is calm but pointed as he sits up, pushing the blanket off himself.
Clutching your chest, you try to calm your racing heart. “What are you doing here?!”
He raises an eyebrow, looking at you as though waiting for an explanation. “What am I doing here? I told you to get home early. I come back, and you’re nowhere to be found.”
“I can come home whenever I want,” you say defiantly. His eyes narrow, and he takes a step toward you, gripping your chin before pressing his lips against yours. Caught off guard, you instinctively try to pull away, but he tightens his hold, lifting you onto the counter as his kiss grows more intense.
You let your arms fall around him in reluctant surrender, responding to his intense advance. "Where did you go?" he murmurs, his hand tangling in your hair as he yanks your head back, drawing a surprised whimper from your lips.
"I just drove around," you manage, feeling the heat of his gaze, but his expression shifts as he presses on.
"And when you ditched class?" His brow arches, his patience clearly running thin as you hesitate. "Y/N, don’t make me ask again—where were you?"
“With Junho,” you finally admit, watching as his expression darkens. He releases your hair and steps back with an exasperated chuckle. “You’ve got to be kidding me. That guy again?!”
Jumping down from the counter, you glare back, incredulous. “What’s so wrong with me talking to him? Yes, he made a mistake, but I’m not giving him a free pass. It’s different now—I’m more aware—”
“Oh, that’s rich," he cuts you off, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "He gets a ‘mistake pass’ and you move on, but Jihye and I keep something from you, and we’re the worst people in the world?”
That was the last straw.
“Don’t you dare compare what you and Jihye did to what happened with him!” you shout, running a frustrated hand through your hair. “I’ve told you before, it meant nothing, it was just a fling, and we were both just—god, what do you even want me to say?!” I shake my head in disbelief. How could he expect me to move on like it meant nothing? If I’m angry with him, it’s because he didn’t tell me. With Jihye, though, it’s different. What I hate most is the way she looked at me every time I talked about him, and when I finally admitted how much I liked him...she just sat there and encouraged me. She’s nothing but a hypocrite.
“Where did the two of you go?”
“What?”
“That guy and you”
“That guy has a name–” you stop talking as he shuts his eyes in frustration, inhaling a deep breath. “To eat, that’s it”
Turning on his heel he walks towards the door, and you just couldn’t believe he thinks he can just end the conversation whenever he wants.
“Is that all you were here for?”
Maybe it was the teasing or me leading him on that brought us to this. And as much as I wanted to just enjoy the moment. His words from the last time kept repeating in my head, but being bent over the counter as his fingers were knuckle deep inside me, how could I even have a single sane thought. His eager mouth found mine as our lips slid against each other. “You’re just so eager to have my dick huh” he mutters.
Yoongi parts your legs, his arm resting on your ass as he tugs down his shorts and boxers revealing his erection. He pumps his length a few times before slipping the condom on. Then he pushes the head of his cock into you, making you moan his name.
He exhales in pleasure, feeling content. Pushing his length into your hot, wet core. You grip the counter as he pulls his length back out and slams it all in one go. Reaching down to your face he turns you to face him “just forget about it, about what happened. Can’t you?” you couldn’t manage to reply as he starts moving at an erratic pace. His pelvic area slams into your ass with each thrust.
Your legs begin to feel like jelly and he feels your knees buck. Slipping out of you he lifts you up, wrapping an arm around your waist. “Don’t tell me you’re tired?” His voice was hoarse, he quickly took you to the couch. Hovering over you he pushes himself inside with a force that takes both of your breaths away.
“Fuck” he groans
You squirm underneath him “Y-oongi” he covers your lips with his, not letting you say anything. The room filled with muffled moans and skin slapping as he thrusted into you. Eyes rolling to the back of your head as you reached your peak, it wasn’t long before you orgasmed. Your hands snakes around his nape, closing the distance between the two of you as you devour his lips. You whimper as the familiar knot formed in your stomach making your walls clench around him “yoongi” you moan his name which he hums in response “I know babe, I know” his hips continue to harshly snap into yours, the indescribable pleasure that felt like shocks along your spine making you arch your back as you cummed on his shaft.
A sob rips through your throat, nails painfullying digging into his skin as he fucks your through your high, his chuckle rings through your ear as he lowers his face into the crook of your neck. “Stop talking to that bastard, aren’t I enough” he growls as he quickly turns you over, lifting your ass quickly as he positions himself. He doesn’t enter you but rather rub his length against you.
“No–” a sharp sting spreads on your asscheek as you yelp in suprise, realizing he spanked you. And as much as you’d want to yell at him to never hit you again, you felt yourself getting wetter at the idea of him doing it again. Your thighs attempting to clench together at the feeling “you think you deserve to have this pretty pussy fucked if you act like a fucking brat?” he growls. He shoves his dick back inside without warning but doesn’t move at all. “Where did he take you out to eat” he asks, you were still trying to gather yourself from what had just happened when you hear him click his tongue loudly and immediately spanks you yet again.
As if feeling like you had enough he begins to move, your ass bouncing back against his hips with each thrust. He leans forwards, pressing his chest against your back “does he know how much of a horny slut you are” you moan as he hits your sweet spot, gripping the pillow underneath you. “My slut, no one else’s” the low volume of his voice and the rough pounding of his hips along with the degrading words leaving his lips made me want to right there and then tell him how much I needed him all the time.
“What would he do if he knew. how I fuck you senseless, how this pretty little mouth of yours sucks my dick” you cry as your second orgasm washes over you, your body violently jerking under him from the overstimulation.
“That’s my girl” he growls as he fucks you through your orgasm, he thrusts his hips into you faster. He moans softly, his head hung back as in bliss. You feel your stomach twisting, a sob leaving your mouth. A soft moan resounds in Yoongi's throat when his own orgasm hits him, thrusts getting sloppy. He kisses you once more, groaning loudly into your mouth. You whimper at the sensation of him pulling out, turning onto your back slowly. He rubs your thighs with his palm softly. “Fucking brat” he says, his eyes staring into yours.
You felt your eyes shutting on you, but you quickly sat up when he attempted to stand. “Don’t go” you say without thinking.
Bitch what the fuck, you scream inside.
He licks his lips, bringing his hand to your check as he brushes strands of your hair behind your ear “ didn’t you say that you just wanted the sex” his tone was set to hurt you but as you stared into his eyes you knew he didn’t mean the words he just said, and he was just hurt for what he interpreted by your silence last time.
“Then why do you care who I talk to, or how late I get home” you scowl. He tilts his head, a brow raised “why don’t you just say it, admit you regret reacting the way you did. And things can go back to how they were”
One thing I always hated about him was how easily he could read me. But this time, you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction of being right. Placing your hands on his shoulders, you gave him a quick peck. “I don’t regret anything,” you said, standing up from the sofa and leaving him there as you walked away to take a shower.
By the time you got out, he was already gone.
This pattern went on for two weeks. Before class, we’d have a quick encounter, and he’d show up on weekends, catching me off guard in the middle of the day. Each time felt more intense, each encounter better than the last. We’d try new things, pushing past anything I’d read in books, which felt lacking in comparison. But each time it ended, there was a growing ache as we separated. If we were at my place, I’d be the one to walk away first, and he’d leave soon after. At his place, he never asked me to leave, letting it be my choice to go.
I was straddling him, my arms wrapped around him as we made out. It sometimes began like this, usually initiated by me. His hands squeezed my asscheeks, slightly sneaking their way into my shirt as I grinded my hips against him. The past weeks we’ve learned things about each other, things we should’ve never learned from one another. Like how he loves to spank my ass, his favorite position being from behind. How I had the hots for his degrading speech.
Just as things were about to progress his phone rang. Annoyed, he looks to the side, grabbing his phone. Kissing his neck I don’t hesitate to leave him hickeys as he doesn’t care if I do. “Who is it” I ask which he groans “my parents”
Lowering his hand I take his phone “you can call them back later” if there was something he loved about you lately it was the confidence you managed to build especially around him. Maybe that’s what he loved, the fact that it was just around him. That only he could see how beautiful you looked when you were confident.
His lips latched onto yours possessively, it doesn’t matter if she forgives me or not. As long as I say the deal isn’t over, she’s mine. And that’s never going to happen. You felt yourself in a daze as he caressed your body with his hands. His hands freezing at the sudden ring from your phone. Both groaning you stand from his lap “is someone dying?” he groans.
Picking up the phone your mom sounded rather energetic, asking you all sorts of questions. “Yes he’s right here too” you turn to look at yoongi who had already been staring at you. “Uh…I don’t know where his phone is…”
“I’m heading out, for you two to talk” he says, walking towards the exit
“She’s saying if we can go over this weekend..well she's asking me, your dad says you have to go” sighing in frustration Yoongi glares at me “I’m not going” not letting you rebuttal he walks out of the apartment.
Yoongi wasn’t lying when he said that he would not be going back home this weekend. Here I was packed and standing in front of his door. I know the two of us aren’t in talking terms and as unhealthy as it is that we only ever talk if it’s before the sex or after even if it's brief you had not made up with him or her.
Just as I step out of the building, I stop in my tracks, spotting Yoongi by my car. He’s wiping his hands on a towel, having just closed the hood.
“Hi,” I say.
“Your car’s good for the trip. Just needs some gas, but that’s all,” he says, turning and handing me my keys, which I blindly accept, realizing with embarrassment that I hadn’t even noticed I’d left them behind. I thank him, and he takes my bags. “Don’t stop anywhere—just head straight home,” he says, shutting the trunk.
Rolling my eyes as I settle into the driver’s seat, I reply, “Don’t worry about it.”
“Alright,” he says, leaning in to lift my chin, giving me a small kiss. “Call me when you get there.”
I nod, close the window, and drive off.
The moment I arrive, my mom envelops me in a tight hug. “My baby! Why don’t you visit more often?”
I sink into her arms, realizing how much I’ve needed this. Maybe the stress of the last few weeks has taken more of a toll on me than I thought. “I’ve just been really busy,” I say with a smile.
“y/n!” you felt an impact on your lower stomach as Hajun ran straight into you, tightly hugging you “did he come?”
“Who? Yoongi?” the younger boy nods his head “no he didn’t come” you could see the disappointment in his eyes for a split moment before he playfully grins.
“So it’s just us?” , laughing you pat his head “ yes it’s just us” taking out your phone you take a quick photo of hajun hugging your waist and send it to yoongi as your message of arrival. Quickly tugging your phone into your pocket you walk into the kitchen with hajun stepped on your feet as you walk carefully.
“How’s he doing?”
“Who?”
“Yoongi of course, I was hoping to see him” nibbling on your inner cheek you shrug your shoulders “he’s doing fine, i don’t know what he didn’t want to come but he’s good”
Nodding she places two plates down on the table “hajun has been living with us for a while now” your brow lifts as you look over to the boy who was chowing down completely ignoring the two of you
“Why?” you move aside with your mom, still cautious of him overhearing.
“His parents are having a divorce. It’s been messy, not a place for a boy his age to be.”I look back at Hajun, feeling a pang of sympathy. “How’s he handling it?”
“That’s the thing, he’s taking it like a champ. Afterall–” she glances towards Hajun softly speaks in a empathetic tone “he’s the one who told his dad”
You were exhausted after the long drive, resting in your room you couldn’t help but look at the window. A small part of you wanted to hear Yoongi knock on your window, asking for you to let him in. knocking at the door pulled your gaze from the window “sweetie, originally Yoongi and you were supposed to have dinner at his house..do you mind going alone?”
“No, I would love to go.” she does a flying kiss after wishing you goodnight.
✧ Pairing: Min Yoongi x reader
✧ warning(s): explicit language, oral sex[f/m receiving], unprotected/protected sex, betrayal,friends to lovers fake dating.
✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract
✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees.
✧ Theme song: Fri(end)s by V
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✧ Pairing: Min Yoongi x reader
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✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract
✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees.
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you wake up to the sound of the raindrops striking the window. attempting to sit up you felt yourself being pressed down, lowering your gaze you find his arm wrapped around your waist as he held you against his naked chest, your legs entwined with his. struggling to turn without waking him you finally manage as his grip weakens with your movements.
you were lost in a daze as you stared at his sleeping figure, the creases on his forehead were relaxed, his head sunken into the pillow, he looked younger. lifting your hand you brush back his bangs, you're index finger traced the lines of his face in a caressing motion. "you can't let me sleep can you" he groans, startling you.
"sorry"
he blinked his eyes open, still tired. releasing you from his hold he lays back "how do you feel" he asked with closed eyes. "oh..I feel fine" you mumble, staring at him.
"you sure?"
"yeah, just sore" you could feel your face heat up, as he turned to look at you with his droopy eyes.
a mischievous smile appeared on his lips as he wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you towards him as he pins you under him. "so another round is out of the question huh" he presses his lips to your eyelids as he spoke. showering you with light kisses on your face and ears before moving to your neck, you felt butterflies in your stomach as he kissed your lips causing you to blush to the tip of your ears.
"shame" he chuckles at your reaction before propping himself up
"the rain gives us enough time to eat and get ready before we leave, do you care if we leave today?"
"not at all" you sit up, eyes never leaving him.
"sure you feel alright?" his words hinted his concern for you, turning to look at you with a raised brow at your silence. you quickly smile at him "i'm fine, really"
"alright, i'm gonna shower first if you don't mind" you nod, he walks towards the door but stops in his tracks turning to you once more.
you felt your heart racing, it banged against your chest. tilting his head as he licked his bottom lip "unless you wanna shower together"
"can you not tease me" you whine, throwing a pillow from the bed which he catches it flawlessly as he laughed.
He filled the trunk with the packed bags, you run down the stairs. crossing the parking lot to his car you look up at the clouds which still gave the impression that there would be more rain "are you sure you want to go? it looks like it's gonna rain again"
"It says it won't rain anymore, on the app"
"they're never right sometimes" shutting the trunk he leans against it, staring at you with a questioning look "w-what?" you stutter, you noticed that ever since yesterday when ever he looks at you or you accidentally touch, the butterflies in your stomach erupt and you cant help but feel all giddily...way more than usual.
"do you not want to go?" he asks
"that's not what I meant, just that driving in the rain.."
"if we don't head out today we might as well just not go at all"
surprised by his words you were taken back, thinking you might've annoyed him. "oh" was all you managed to say.
"what I mean is...if it was my choice I would choose staying here, just the two of us. but then if that happened" he walked to the drivers side, opening the door "then we'd never leave the bedroom" he smirks, entering the car.
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The drive consisted of calling my parents to apologize for never showing up, eating snacks and hearing music as I laid back with the seat heater on. I didn't bother talking to him, the main reason because he didn't talk much either.
when he pulls up to the parking lot you stare out the window in excitement "how did we not know about this place" you open the door to the passenger side, getting out quickly to have a better look around. There were a variety of tents set in rows with a good amount of space between them as if to give the guest privacy, the tents were good sizes as well.
everything looked luxurious.
"I knew of the place, just didn't think you'd like it"
"you've been here before?" you ask, following him to the back as he began to take your bags out. there was reluctance in his voice as he spoke "it was just once, a long time ago" you nod, not wanting to pry incase he just didn't want to tell you.
"they are all different" looking around the tents were organized from their shape and size "yeah the ones of the far right are domes, the middle are pods and the rest are bell tents. they can accommodate up to five people" you look at him a little taken back. you wanted to just spend time with him during this time but then again you needed to get the project done, still this didn't stop you from getting disappointed.
"I thought we'd have our own place" you mumbled, which he didn't catch on as he turned to look at you "what?"
"nothing, I just thought it was really nice" you smile. his lips parted as he stopped to talk to you but you're name was called out before something rather..someone slammed into you from behind catching you off guard you stumbled forward, the arms wrapped around you tried to pull you back but ended up stumbling as well.
"can't you behave your age" yoongi yells. gripping jihye's arm as he pulls her from falling on top of you, jihye's pulls you up with her. "I didn't think you guys were coming" she laughs letting go of you, she steps back. "I'm regretting we did" yoongi scowls, turning to look at you he takes the bag from your hand.
"how did you accommodate everyone" he wasted no time to start asking. she rolls her eyes at his attitude.
"everyone is already settled" she begins to walk towards the section reserved for us. "everyone arrived but only jungkook didn't come"
"that brat never joins these things anyways" the two of you followed her as she walked through the rows "I thought it'd be better if you two got your own tent" she winks at you as she points down the row "the tent all the way to the end is yours"
"great" you both turn to look at yoongi who had a unpleased look on his face "did you not want to shar-"
"we're gonna go rest, plus it looks like it's gonna rain again" grabbing your hand he begins to walk away "i'll tell the rest you're here" jihye says loud enough for the two of you to hear.
"don't bother" he says back.
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
Once the both of you entered the sleeping area of the tent, yoongi put down the bags and excused himself saying he needed to go and find namjoon. after a while jihye who probably saw yoongi out and about came to find you and began to pry into your business. "did the two of you fight?" "No, it's nothing" you smile to reassure her but you were just saying that for yourself.
you were still mentally kicking yourself for what you had said the night before, even though this morning he was acting as if it never happened you felt as if something was wrong but couldn't bring yourself to ask him.
"did you really bring your computer?" jihye laughs as she grabs it from your opened bag. rummaging through the bag playfully her brow raises in question "no books?"
"oh shut up" you snap at her, taking the computer from her hand, she laughs raising her hands as she steps away "makes sense now that yoon-"
"shut up jihye" you screech, face feeling hot.
"ok ok" she laughs
The two of you talked for a long time, in all honestly you were waiting for yoongi to come back but it got late when you received a message.
Yoongi
I won't be coming back till later
so if you're waiting for me just sleep (9:34pm)
staring at your phone you bit on your lower lip, fingers hovering over the keyboard as you kept thinking what to respond. "is it him?"
"yeah he said he would be back later..." she watched as you stared at the phone and sighed "you literally have him and you're still not happy" you could hear the sound of annoyance in her voice "it's not like that, he's probably with the guy-"
"don't say that" her nose scrunched, taken back for a moment you stared at her until the words you just said repeated in your head and you couldn't help but laugh "oh you're right"
'with the guys' that was something you'd tell her when he was out with those girls or with her . taking out her phone she begins to message someone, curious you hover over her shoulder to see her messaging taehyung.
"let me find out where he is, then we just go join them. cause you aren't tired, are you?" you nibble on your inner cheek a bit, debating if this is what you really wanted to do. clearly something was bothering him and maybe it was what you said and space is what he needs.
but is it selfish that you don't want him to have that space.
"no, i'm not tired at all" you smile. after she finds out which tent everyone was in and confirms that it really just is yoongi and their close friends with others jihye places your bags on the bed rummages through it "please tell you brought something cute to wear"
"no" you mumble, already annoyed with what she would say to you. "bitch I've told you millions of time to alwa-"
"I know ok! I just forgot"
shoving back everything into your bag, ruining the organized bags you so effortlessly took time in packing.
"follow me"
after following her to the tent she was staying in, you both wasted a good amount of time in arguing about what you would or would not wear. in the end it was decided that the outfit you had on would just have to do. she didn't agree but it was late and you whined about not wanting to look desperate. you felt that just showing up when he clearly doesn't want you....dressing up would just be too much.
yoongi was right when he said that it would rain again, even if it had only begin to drizzle as you both made your way to the tent where everyone was. you weren't wearing nearly enough to cover yourself. The shorts you had changed into before this plan left your legs to get wet and you were regretting not grabbing yoongi's sweater.
running into the tent, jihye starts laughing as you almost slipped at the entrance. the second tent beyond the entrance wasn't closed so everyone inside turned their heads to the new voices.
"well well, yoongi said you were asleep. i'm glad you were able to join us" taehyung happily says. you give him a smile as you turn to look at yoongi who was sitting on the single sofa that based on the amounts that were in the tent they brought all the couches from their tents. jihye quickly slipped into the only available seat leaving you awkwardly standing.
you glanced at everyone who was there, there were some girls you didn't recognize. thankfully none near yoongi, inhaling you walk over to him as he bored his eyes into you. " I thought I told you i'd come back" he drinks from his glass, before placing it down on the foldable table. "I was bored" he didn't show annoyance or in fact any reaction to your words.
like always it was you always worked up, not wanting to be the only one standing. you naturally sit on his lap. you thought he'd say something but instead he wrapped his arm around your waist and held you. taehyung offered you a drink in the same glass yoongi had placed down and you accepted it.
yoongi watched you in silence as you interacted with everyone, occasionally tell you to slow down on the drinks which you'd tell him it would be your last one but you ended up drinking another.
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"you knew what you were doing" your head tilted upwards, eyes lost in his as he leans forward dropping a wet kiss on your slightly opened lips. "you seemed annoyed" you muttered, not being able to concentrate as his hands roamed on your ass giving it a squeeze. "and?" he lets out a soft sigh feeling your lips on his neck as you leave sloppy kisses for him.
"are you mad at me" you mumble
"did you do something to anger me" his hands lifted you as he gripped your thighs, immediately making you wrap your legs around his waist as he walks into the second section of the tent. you wanted to bring it up, what you had said but something was stopping you.
maybe it was the way he looked at you, or the way he was kissing you right now that you didn't want to do anything to make him stop. He rubbed his forehead and inhaled a shaky breath, lowering his head he pecks your lips softly "let's sleep tonight"
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
once you woke up, he was not beside you. jihye who you found getting breakfast ready told you he went on a hike with his "brothers" you laughed as she did a face clearly not happy with the phrase she was trying to make. "does girls..." your eyes wonder as you look for what to do which could cover your pathetic questions "girls?"
"the girls in the tent last night" you say, grabbing the vegetables and cutting board that had been put aside "oh, friends of the brothers" she says with her nose scrunched. shaking your head you laugh "please stop saying it like that"
"I can't help it, but anyways...they're all guest of well everyone else. plus there are more people here that you may recognize. this is something like a getaway for students"
"oh? I thought this was your first time here based on how you talked about it. had you been here before?" putting down the knife you toss the veggies in their own separate bowls "ah did I come off like that? yeah... I had been here once before"
"really?"
"the summer before freshman year, I was invited" she shrugs as if to say it was nothing. nodding you glance at her slightly with a teasing smile "invited hmm"
"shut up my girl friends invited me, i'm not close with them anymore since we don't have any classes together but thats why I came" her ears began to blush a tint of red and you were enjoying how she clearly had done more than hang out with some girl friends. before you could keep teasing you your peace was disturbed by the one being you wish could've been anywhere else but here.
eunju suddenly comes into view as she leaves a tent with two of her friends. you look over at jihye who unlike you didn't see her as she was focused on cooking. "I didn't know she'd be here" you slowly whisper standing next to her you hand her the veggies "who" she doesn't bother looking up trusting you'd just tell her. "eunju" her hands freeze and she whispers "where" you continue to hand her things and before you could answer the women decided to speak "jihye! y/n!" she calls your names waving shamelessly as if we were some childhood friends. you both look up at her and smile in unison as you greet her for the both of you.
it was weird.
there was no staring from her part or anything rather she was doing her own share of food from their provisions they had brought. apparently everyone shares spaces here to avoid paying extra. there was no talking about yoongi nor did she ask of our relationship. it was dumb of me to think that she might've just grown up. but that was always something about me I would see good in people that in fact they had no good in them.
the guys had not returned by the time the food was ready and jihye of course would not shut up about wanting to eat. eunju in the other hand had no problem inviting herself to your groups "do you mind if we all eat together" she smiles her very not friendly smile.
you were not comfortable with having her in your tent and jihye wasn't slow in realizing this, "sure" she responds and begins to walk to hers. the tents were divided into two, the first flaps will reveal a sort of portable kitchen but you could pay to use the more modern and thats where the two of you were. jihye didn't want her tent smelling like food.
the flaps were hung up and the foldable table was opened and set. there was a small talk here and there but not much exchange. you managed not to fill your plate because you knew that this would lead to indigestion.
the meal ended rather quickly and it was decided that those who didn't cook would clean the dishes even if the other three did not travel with you two they insisted. you also insisted and ended up following her two friends. you appreciated that eunju had not mention anything to make this trip become ruined
but even without her speaking I learned things,
things I wished I hadn't heard, maybe instead of going out to look for him this morning I should've stayed in and committed my self to my project. but it was inevitable, I was bound to hear it.
the reason yoongi didn't bother bringing me here was because it was eunju's and his love nest, chills crawled up your spine as you stood behind the building in which the three of you had just came out of after washing everything.
"eunju thought this was serious, but he brought her here. it's bound to end rather quickly"
"how is she so sure? you know how much he treasures her" the girl with the longer hair shrugs "eunju and yoongi never became a official couple but no matter who they fucked here they always left together and slept in the same tent" you glanced about trying to find a way to get away unnoticed but your cover was blown as a hand crept around your waist pulling you to their chest "what are you doing hiding?" yoongi questions you rather loudly. startled you drop the basket of bowls and supplies you had washed causing a ruckus that caught the attention of the two girls who were gossiping.
you stare at the girls almost guilty but the guilt washed away as the one with the longer hair had a smug look on her face and without a care of the world mutters to her friend knowing you'd hear "told you"
they wanted you to hear and it irked you. your face flushed in embarrassment and anger "whats wrong?" yoongi asked confused as he looked at you and the two girls.
"oh hey yoongi" the girl with the longer hair spoke first. he didn't bother acknowledging them as he turns you around to face him, caressing your cheek he bends down to pick up what you had dropped which was soiled by the wet dirt of the previous night rain. "are you alright" he whispers, you grab the items and smile at him "we-"
the two girls didn't care about his attitude nor how he treated them but they for sure found the whole scene amusing as one of them stepped towards the two of you, interrupting you "eunju and us joined them for breakfast"
"them?" he says, but his eyes never leaves you
"jihye and y/n of course. you all decided to leave so we were left alone. but don't worry we all made plenty of foo- actually eunju made your favorite dis-" losing his patience he turns to the girls "why are you still here? as you can see i'm talking to my girlfriend are you ignorant" your head was ringing....from embarrassment of being caught eavesdropping? or because you fell right into their trick and now....his favorite dish?
"well i'm starving so lets just get going huh" your eyes dart to the voice behind yoongi. taehyung looked at you and smiled. you didn't know this but the path back from the hike was right behind this building which means they watched you as you were eavesdropping.
"I have to wash this again" you try to pull away from him but he wouldn't budge. instead he takes the basket from you "i'll do it, why don't you go bac-" yanking the basket back without thinking you push past him and bee line your way to jihye's tent. but she wasn't there you were in the tent with soiled dishes and teary eyes all on your own.
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
This time it wasn't yoongi who came to the tent late rather you. sitting on the foldable chair right at the entrance he looks up at you with his gorgeous brown eyes as he stands slowly " are you better now" he stood in place taking your appearance in, your puffy red eyes assured him you had been crying but he didn't budge from where he stood as he watched your hands fist his sweater you had stolen this morning. he could hear your subtle deep breaths as your lips shut close and parted. he could see how you struggled to think of what to say, without you knowing he knew, he knew how tangled your mind became when it came to him.
yet he did not bother to soothe your tangled mind, "what did they say to have you crying and in this state" you shake your head "nothing I just.." you mentally cursed yourself as you choked with your own words. "i'm just in a bind"
I can't tell him that I want to leave, then she wins.
"what is it"
"I basically have to complete some projects i've been procrastinating on and had a moment that's all...it was just.... a lot"
"what? and why didn't you say anything we would've stayed and have you finish...you aren't even enjoying yourself!" he exclaims, annoyed.
"well theres nothing to do about it so just, let me deal with this on my own. don't trouble yourself with me" you walk past him and enter the second part of the tent, getting changed you ignore the fact that you could feel him staring at you the entire time. you get into the bed with your computer in hand and begin to look at the work you had put on hold. "fine" he spats, clearly angry.
you expected him to storm out and leave you alone but instead he pulled the bean bags that were provided and just sat there, headphones in and book in hand. it was like this all day until he suddenly got a message and stood up. you fought the urge to ask him who it was or what it was about. it could be her asking him to meet up, but he wouldn't...theres the rule.
without a word he left the tent and it was a good 10 minutes before he returned with a tray of food for the two of you "leave that there, and come eat. you've been working all day" glancing at him he stood by the foldable table boring his eyes at you with a raised brow as he sees your reluctance. "look I don't find it responsible that knowing you had to complete these assignments you still decided to come on this trip....it's happened and its over. so please stop giving me that look and come eat"
about the tangled mind that he felt he knew so well, it's not true. because as I stared at him I wasn't thinking about these stupid assignments. But about the food he had taken so much time to place nicely on the trays and I couldn't help but think...if he had done this for her too.
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the rest of the days all I did was sit in our tent and work on the assignment, yoongi didn't leave my side at all other than to get us something to eat or to talk to his friends in the first half of the tent. but he did not let them bring any girls, you may have not said anything but he was sure that something happened and he would bet everything that eunju was the one at the center of it all. when he left to get breakfast you picked up your computer and started working, you made this the only way for him to not want to talk to you as he saw you so immersed in the assignment. what made you nervous was that after today you would be finished and there were still three days left to the trip.
you hear footsteps approach the second flap and quickly avert your eyes to the screen "I finally get to see you" jihye jumps at you, embracing you right away. "jihye" you smile, hugging her back. "yoongi wouldn't even let me come see you. said you had to finish your work" rolling her eyes she lays on the bed pulling the computer off your lap as she shuts the screen "girl there are only three days left, one day of just relaxing won't kill you"
"I know but after today I'm free" you mumble the ending. "really!?" she exclaims and jumps up gripping your arm "good because I don't think it's fair that you haven't go-"
"has eunju spoken to yoongi" you swallow hard, lips in a thin line as you watch for jihye's reaction, who being cut off for yoongi irked her soul but she bit her tongue.
"no, in fact when everything happened he had gone to the tent where everyone was and told the girls what they had said but neither of them said anything. jus that you were the ....the one listening in to their conversation"
bitting your lip, you take back your computer and type away. sitting up jihye looked at you with nervous worried eyes "y/n what did you hear" you could sense her voice shake a bit and told yourself that it wasn't that serious for her to be this worried of you. eunju was the problem she was just so..annoyed you scoffed and jihye inhaled and looked scared.
"just that yoongi came here often with eunju" jihye swallowed "oh"
"you knew?' taken back you stare in disbelief. "well you know rumors" she awkwardly laughs
"jihye yo-"
"i told you she had to work on her assignments and not to bother her" he sets down the tray of bowls on the table "she was just leaving" you respond bitterly slamming your computer shut and tossing it aside. you walk to the table and take a bowl and began to chow down the noodles.
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you ended up finishing the work and you had one thing in mind. you were going to talk to eunju and let her know that her dirty little schemes are pathetic and that she needs to move on. yoongi stepped out and you assumed it was to get something to eat or to go see his friends. sneaking by and hoping to not be seen by anyone you make it to eunju's tent but it was empty.
you were feeling guilty for snapping at jihye over not telling you but...maybe she knew how you'd react and..sighing you decide apologizing to her would be a better thing to do at the moment.
but just like eunju her tent was empty too. entering the second half you close the flap and jump into the bed. it wasn't long before you heard a couple of voices outside the tent which you sat up and tried to hear. it was clear that it was yoongi and jihye. annoyed at the thought that yoongi was lecturing her over going to talk to you. you walk to the barrier and grab the zipper but you froze as another voice appeared and it was eunju.
snapping out of your state you look around in a frenzy to find where to hide. not having much time you grab yoongi's hoodie and crawl under the bed. hiding yourself as the sheets gracefully covered the bottom.
"don't you think this is fucking childish" jihye yells
"childish? i didn't do anything. what people say or do has nothing to do with me. everyone has free will"
"cut the shit, what did they say" yoongi spats
"i really don't fucking know" eunju yells
"what? are you afraid that they might've spilled the beans about the two of you?" you can hear the venom in her voice and it sinked into your heart making it beat rapidly. what is she talking about?
"that's none of your business nor something you or anyone else should care to talk about" eunju bursted out laughing "Really? isn't that amusing. everyone talked about it and you didn't care - oh right. it's cause she wasn't around to hear"
"that happened before i met y/n!" you can hear jihye's voice shake as she spoke. you try to control your breathing as your mind began to make scenarios of what they were talking about and the worst things were coming to mind. "I could care less what she hears, what bothers me is the way she receives such information and how she takes it" yoongi says calmly
"what the fuck are you talking about?" jihye yells "if she finds out...she-she won't want to be my friend" her voice cracked as she pushed her sentence out.
at this point you had made a whole story in your head, and it was permanent.
"yeah cause if she knew that you two fucked all summer" her tongue clicks in disappointment but full of mockery "how would she take that huh i wonder"
and everything froze, everything and everyone was silent. including your heart.
"she knows i've been with other people, if she finds out it wouldn't matter" yoongi responds "I really would appreciate it if you'd move on"
"move on" eunju says surprised "what makes you think I wa-"
"then why are you being such a pest" his words were like daggers and just as they were meant to hurt her for some reason they wounded me too. "you act all high and mighty but you're miserable and it's just suffocating having to deal with your shit"
"so jihye goes crying to you that she might've heard of your little love season and i'm the one to get the black lash? may I remind you that that summer you were with me! you spent the entire summer with her, but you always came back to me! and you still attend to her just lik-"
"I was never with you. we were never a thing. there were no feelings from me at all. you just wanted the attention and I complied so why must I have to deal with your childish feelings when I never asked for them" she remained silent as if the words he said finally sinked in.
you knew they weren't meant for you, but your selfish tangled mind let his words sink in too. and that was the last strike which made eunju cry "must you be so cruel" she didn't let him respond as she walked out the tent. jihye didn't wait to speak her mind "why, why di-"
"if you didn't want me to speak my mind you should've dealt with this alone. if she would've found out I would've dealt with it. would she had been angry? yeah the guy she's dating and her best friend fu-"
"is it the same with her" your head snaps to the direction of their voice "or do you like her"
"why is that your business" he answers.
"she's bee-"
"its not your business" he didn't care to stay and talk to jihye, in fact he left right away. jihye stood at the same spot for a long time and so did you not moving nor breathing well thats how it felt. finally realizing that yoongi might be looking for you, you had no choice but to crawl out of underneath the bed.
"who's thee" she sounds startled but you didn't bother answering. you sat on the floor staring at the ground "y/n" she gasps as she opens the flap. "what are you- how much did you- fuck" she cries harder, covering her mouth.
"you and yoongi"
"it was before i met you, and it was just a summer fling. nothing else!" she automatically runs to your side. "this whole time I must've sounded so...stupid to you" shaking her head she grips your hands "listen when we met again through you, we talked and i told him I didn't want you to know. I really liked you and I saw how much you liked him I didn't want you to think I-"
"that you had feelings for him"
"I don't I really don't"
"then why?"
"I don't remember-I just w-"
"were you drunk?"
"no no- fuck I do remember I just- it's in the past!"
"right" you scoff, standing up. "i'm gonna go" ignoring her as she yelled and ran after you, you finally lost her as you ran through some rows and entered a lit tent.
catching your breath you turn around to someone humming "what gots you running around in this place" taehyung was sitting with a group of guys you didn't recognize "taehyung" you say in a relief.
"yes?" his charming voice and personality shines as he puts down a card. "problems in paradise?" taehyung says with a brow raised but you could sense how he was mocking you. and that made your heart clench.
"can I borrow your phone" you say to him, glancing at you for a split second before he placed his whole hand down and the group of guys all groaned in defeat. "you seem to bring me luck to day, so yes" he hands you his phone and you scroll through his contacts.
jihye paced in her tent "fuck fuck why was she here" wiping her tears in anger she walks out to the front determined to go and fight eunju but then if yoongi hadn't..no this is not just his fault. walking back into her tent she curses at herself "why did I not tell her, she knew how he was...but" clenching her forehead she clenched her jaw.
a commotion outside caused her to walk out the tent again. it was yoongi and y/n talking by the entrance "are you serious right now" yoongi says calmly but you could sense the annoyance in his voice.
"I just want to go home"
"and I said we'd leave together, why must you leave with someone else" he scoffs at her. "hyung, I was just arriving my plan was to come at the end" jungkook spoke as he held his bag in one hand and was standing beside y/n who was glaring at yoongi.
"jungkook you don't have to explain yourself. I know" staring at y/n he crosses his arms "are you going to be this stubborn"
"I don't want to go back with you.." you manage to respond. inhaling yoongi nods "fine, jungkook sorry to burden you like this"
"it's fine" he says nonchalant
you quickly try to escape but he grips your arm turning you to face him "call me when you get there" jungkook looked at the two, and the crowd that had gathered thankfully many were friends. not wanting to be in between the two of you he begins to walk to his car. you glance at him your eyes pleading him to come back but he kept walking. "look at me" he says
"ok" you exclaim
licking his lips he leans in, close to your ear "I don't know what it was you heard but remember you're not allowed to be with anyone but me. break that rule and watch" clenching your jaw you look him in his eyes "you better remember that too then" he doesnt miss the chance to give you a long passionate kiss and pull away leaving you to be the only one bursting a shade of red on your face.
"go now, before it gets dark. drive safety jungkook"
jungkook nods and looks at you before entering his car which you rush to before yoongi can take a grip on you once more and force you to stay. jungkook didn't ask anything nor did the two of you have a conversation other than you apologizing for forcing him to take you home when he had just arrived, other than that you slept.
you didn't text yoongi when you arrived. later on you found out that jungkook called him to inform him so he didn't bother bombarding your phone with messages and calls. you also found out by taehyung who didn't mind messaging you everything that was happening. jihye apparently got into a cat fight with one of eunju's friends not long after you had left and yoongi who was getting ready to also leave had to go and separate them. jihye left the same day too and yoongi was the one to drive her back.
✧ main charcter: Namjoon , Reader, Peter
✧ warning(s): explicit language
✧ genre: angst, fluff, smut, slow burn, betrayal, distrust.
✧ synopsis; After graduating from university y/n returns to Korea. With a new steady life and a promising career. Will she be able to continue her calm charming new life or will she fall back into her old ways. Will old fires rekindle or will she cherish what she gained while away.
a/n: back with book two of dear namjoon, I hope you enjoy this chapter and new character :))) I wish I could rewrite this book I reread it and I could see my writing get better and better than I wish I could just start over and change so much... please read namjoons side stories before book 2!
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“You look tired” Peter takes the bag from her hand, swinging it over his shoulder. She gives him a weak smile “Yeah I just want to sleep” Peter pauses for a moment as he takes his time translating what he wants to say in his head. “Show me around first, don’t even think of going to sleep right away” he exclaims
She couldn’t help but laugh “Peter, you know you can talk to me in english right?” groaning he puts down the luggage “you know I want to improve my korean, your mom bullies me enough already ok!” she waves his hand “yeah yeah ok”
The walk out of the airport was like a maze, barriers were put up. People were all clustered into two separate groups surrounding the barriers that created a path to the exit. There were people with humongous cameras and posters, “who’s coming?” Peter tries to glance over the crowd but fails. “Some celebrity, I promise the moment they appear you will know who it is” you couldn’t help but snicker at how quickly he gave up on speaking korean.
“Really? How–” just as he was going to ask the obvious, the once silent crowd began to screech on the top of their lungs “I love you” was the most recognizable thing that came from their mouths. She stared ahead but Peter couldn’t help but look back, trying to catch a glimpse of who the celebrity could be. “No way, isn’t that your brother?” He grabs her arm to stop her, freezing in place she pulls her hood even more down “peter lets go” drawn away from the curiosity he looks down at her “are you ok?” his brows crease as her face turns pale.
Holding his hand tightly she begins to urge him down the path, the best thing to do is to get out of the way “step aside!” the guards begin to yell. Not caring if they were passengers just as them and not fans, y/n is pushed into Peter causing him to stumble back and in a single breath the once secured path was swarmed by the crowds. “What the fuck” peter swore, pushing back the guard that slammed into her. The force of the crowd shoved her closer to peter. Wrapping his arms around her instinctively as if to shield her from the chaos. His strength was undeniable.
As he held her tightly to keep her steady her hood slipped off, and she looked up at peter. The distress on his face was clear now, his sharp blue eyes wide with tension as the noise of the screaming fans filled the air. The excitement of seeing a celebrity had faded from his face, he was no longer focused on the crowd but on keeping her safe in the midst of it.
He was tall and broad shouldered, his strong frame solid and unwavering in the midst of the chaos. His black raven hair was a bit messy, falling into his face, but it only made him look more alert, more intense. “Peter, let’s try to get out of here instead of standing–” at that moment she heard someone call her name, his voice making her heart jolt. Peter looks towards who called y/n just as she did. Slightly turning her eyes she locks them with jimin, in a matter of seconds cameras and people stares were directed to her and peter.
They had no idea who the two individuals were but a mere connection to BTS was already valuable to the media. y/n’s eyes shake, looking around for a set of eyes she unwillingly searched for, peter yanks her hood back on just as she locks eyes with namjoon. Who was just as shocked as everyone else to see her there. Peter’s firm grip around her waist lifts her up as he turns to give his back to the cameras. Putting all decorum aside he starts pushing through the crowd hiding their faces from anyone's view.
Managing to get out of the airport with a few people behind them, taking photos. Peter now also had his hoodie on. The two of them quickly rush to the designated pick up site for the rented car. A smiling man was standing beside the vehicle as they approached. Politely bowing y/n steps up in urgency “I’m sorry but everything is signed and paid for already right? Can we please head out” the man nods slowly as he notices the distress in both their faces and the people following them, handing the keys over the two quickly bolt from the airport.
Arriving at the apartment both of them drop on the bed in exhaustion. “Can we please skip the tour and sleep pleaseeeee” you whine, he doesn’t argue but nods “yes please, that was so crazy” his head turning to face you “are you okay? That asshole slammed into you really hard”
“I’m fine, are you?
“I’m alright, that was your brother right? I’ve only seen so many photos from your mom " chuckling" she nods “yes that was him” he nods and sighs. The two fell asleep within seconds.
Feeling the weight lighten from the bed her eyes flutter open “sorry did I wake you?” the room was darker, he had shut the curtains and moved her under the sheets to sleep more comfortably. “How long did we sleep?”
“We slept for like three hours?” He lifts his watch from the stand beside the bed. Getting back into the bed he pulls her into an embrace. She met Peter in college, first they were both just friends since he was dating some girl. Their relationship didn’t last long, how could it if she didn’t appreciate him.
Well the rest is history, they both needed someone and had one another. “Namjoon was there” y/n breaks the silence “at the airport?” you nod slowly. He hums in response.
“y/n”
“I just wanted to tell you” he nods again, “I realized the moment I saw your brother there, that he would be there too”
“Oh” there was a silence that was suffocating. But it didn’t last long, placing his hand on her should he pulls apart from her “babe what’s this about?”
“I looked for him”
“Looked for him?”
“In the crowd, my eyes wandered and without thinking I searched for him” tucking a strand of hair behind her ear he attentively listened. “I don’t know why. I just–” nibbling on her lip he stares at her and chuckles “that’s what gots you like this?”
“I don’t know i thought it was wrong and I have you now so I–” he bring you into a tight embrace “you’re just so silly sometimes” kissing your lips he presses his forehead against yours. “I’m not the jealous type you know, your past is just that, just as mine. I appreciate it though, you telling me.”
“Sorry it scared me”
“What did? Me?”
“No of course not..how my heart reacted” searching his face for a reaction but all she could see was the same loving peter who accepted her for her and loved her. “It’s normal…don’t be scared. Plus in all the commotion and surprise to see them there. How would you know it wasn’t you just freaking out?” the both of them knew that he was making an excuse to make her feel better. And she went with it.
✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees.
✧ word count: 8.5k+
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The music was loud, I couldn't even hear myself calling his name . It was dark, making it hard for me to find him as I walked through the crowd. I would push people out of my way, some too high or drunk to hear me asking them to move.
Bumping into a group of guys someones drink tipped over and the beer spilled on my shirt making me scrunch my nose at the smell. "sorry, i didn't do it on purpose" the guy laughs, as he eyes you.
"don't worry about it"
you push through them, ignoring their stares. Where the fuck are you yoongi. you kept walking until you found a familiar figure who's body was pressed up against another girl. sighing you walk up to him. "Yoongi" you call out, but he ignores you and continues to dance with the girl, getting frustrated you call his name again only to have the girl give you a glare.
Her hand travels down to his pants as he palms him, making him smirk. "yoongi" you whine. Putting your hand on his shoulder, shaking him. He groans, turning his head to look at you, annoyed.
"what do you want y/n"
why the fuck are you looking at me like that, I'm the only one who can be mad here.
"I want to go home" I cross my arms, showing him just how annoyed I was too..
"then go home" he goes back to paying attention to the girl in front of him. "but you drove us here, yoongi come on"yoongi sighs, reaching his hand into his pocket. He takes out the keys tossing them at you "just go home"
"Yoongi, seriously?" I whine The girl with him was getting angry, she lets go of yoongi and stands in front of you. "bitch didn't you just hear him. he said to go home on your own" she pushes you, making you stumble backwards, bumping into other people.
yoongi groans, ruffling his hair.
"you're still standing there" she lifts her hand to hit you again, but yoongi grabs her wrist. "there's only one thing that pisses me off and it's when someone disrespects her" pushing the girl aside he walks up to you, throwing his arm over your shoulder, he glances at the girl once more "you ruined the mood"
yoongi starts to walk, taking you with him. you glance at the girl who was shocked at his words, she glares at you once she notices your stare. you stick your tongue out at her.
"you're such a child" he chuckles. Looking at the guy who was just over there feeling himself, instead you see your best friend. "i'm not a child"
"yeah ok, as if people our age still stick their tongue out at people" he rolls his eyes, he starts scrunching his nose. he stares at you "did you drink?"
"no, some guy d-"
"what guy? what he do?" he stops walking and looks at you with a stern look. as if he was sober all of a sudden.
sighing you shake your head "I bumped into some guy and he spilled some on me" you begin to walk towards the exit. "can we go home now?" you ask him, as he walks beside you. "yeah, let's go home, i'm too fucked over and we have classes tomorrow" he sighs, rubbing his temple. you laugh at him, since you told him coming on a Sunday was just a bad idea, but he insisted.
Min yoongi, your childhood best friend. both of you were raised in daegu but moved to Seoul after entering university. Both your parents were best friends, so you both were basically raised together. photos of the two of you in diapers or butt naked in the tub are all over the house. After both of you got accepted to the same university, your parents got you both apartments in the same building, right next to each other.
your father gave yoongi the responsibility to look after you, and he's kept his promise. You both are like gum and paper, inseparable.
driving home, yoongi sat in the passengers seat resting his eyes. He was tired and wasted, but still had reason.
"I'll wake you up tomorrow" you sigh
"thanks babe" he groans, as he feels the headache coming already.
babe, your hands tighten on the wheel, making your knuckles turn white. he always says things like that. Or he treats you in a way that's misleading.
You've had a crush on him ever since high school. But he only ever treats you like a sister. As if he didn't see you as the opposite sex. It was annoying.
you tried to get his attention, wearing make up. but he'd laugh at you and said you looked like a clown so you stopped.
you wore clothes more revealing, when you went over to hang out. He would laugh and said you looked desperate, and that guys didn't like that.
but yet he would hold your hand, or hold you like he did earlier. call you pet names. you both would still share bed sometimes, when you stayed over and he didn't look bothered at all.
but your ego was crushed when he introduced to you his first girlfriend. later on rumor went around saying he was just a fuck boy.
they were facts.
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
Holding yoongi up, you walk towards his apartment " help at least a little. you're too heavy" you whine, as he is dozing off.
stopping in front of his door, you make him lean against the wall as you try to open the door. "y/n" he murmurs
"yes?" you say nonchalantly as you continue to open the door
you suddenly feel his arms wrap around your waist as he rests his head on your shoulder "y/n" he whispers next to your ear, startling you. You drop the keys, as your heart beat begins to race.
"y-yoongi, the keys fell" you stutter as you tap his hand, trying to make him listen to you
"pick them up then idiot" he sighs
"but you.." sighing you bend over to reach them but end up straightening back up. you could feel how the blood rushed to your face, as you bent over you felt his bulge against your ass. "yoongi please, move away" he groans, letting you go. he grabs the keys instead, handing them to you with a stupid smile "here, wasn't that hard was it"
it was pretty hard....
you hurry to open the door, afraid he would grab you again. he holds onto the wall as he takes off his shoes.
you help him go to his room, he just drops on the bed once you both enter.
"yoongi, you're such a handful" you puff out air, frustrated.
"you're one to talk" he laughs
"what ever, i'm going home" you put his jacket on his chair and his keys on the table
"don't go, it's late already" his voice raspy as he gets comfortable on his side.
"yoongi, i live right next door" you chuckle
"still" he murmurs as he dozes off.
entering your apartment, you head to the shower.
you were tired from sitting in the night club all by yourself.
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
you get ready, as you call yoongi for the 5th time. trying to get him to wake up but he doesn't answer.
you walk over to his apartment, using the separate key he had given you to get in. "MIN YOONGI GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED" you yell as you kick your shoes off
walking into his room, you find his pants and shirt on the floor. His habit of getting naked doesn't go away.
"yoongi, wake up" you whine as you pick up his clothes from the floor. his watch was on the side of the bed. you reach over him, to get the watch to put it away. But yoongi pulls you into a hug instead. "y-yoongi!" you yell
"shut up, you're so loud. my head hurts" he groans, turning around. he pulls you onto the bed, using you as a body pillow. "I told you this was gonna happen"
"yeah yeah what ever" you love hearing his raspy voice....
"we're gonna be late" you push his hair away from his face, he just hums.
this is the face of the man who treats you as his little sister. but yet he does things like this, calls you babe or other names. Makes your heart flutter.
he groans before laying on his back, "fine, lets get ready" and with no care what so ever, he gets up. only in boxers. walking to his closet to look for clothes. you blank out and stare at him before quickly getting up but trying to not make it obvious "i'm gonna make breakfast" you say, as you walk out the room
you both sit down to eat, there was silence. but it wasn't awkward, how could it be? you both knew each other so well.
"does your head hurt?" you ask him, only to receive a nod
"i told you not to drink so much"
"i know, i know" he waves his hand as a way of saying to forget about it.
"i'm gonna come home late, so don't wait for me" he gets up to place the bowl in the sink.
"and don't wash the dishes, i'll do it when i get back" he gives you a kiss on your forehead before leaving. He had a class before you, so he left first.
not listening to his orders you cleaned up after yourself, it only makes sense since you cooked. after washing the dishes you notice he still had unfolded laundry in the living room. so you folded them for him, and put them in his room.
Mrs. Min asked you to look after him, since he's always in a rush. you fix his shoes at the entrance before leaving. "this guy, even if you're in a rush. fix your apartment" you sigh as you close the door behind you
"good morning" you sigh, as you turn the knob making sure the door is locked.
"morning" you mumble, grabbing a hold of your bag tightly
you look at the man who stood behind you but there was a distance. daehoon, he's been hitting on you ever since you moved here.
"leaving yoongi's place again?" he raises a brow, looking cocky as always
" is there something you need?" you ask, trying to get straight to the point.
he shakes his head, giving him a small bow you walk down the staircase
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
You were tired, and the lecture was boring. you were fighting with yourself to stay awake.
"hey..maybe go wash your face" Jihye taps your arm "you're gonna fall asleep" she chuckles
"yeah..sorry, take notes for me please" getting up from your seat you head to the bathroom. taking out your phone you see it's yoongi's free period. you decide to call him, and as you wait for him to answer you hear a phone ring.
stopping in your steps you look over at the lecture hall that had dimmed lights, you smile knowing damn well he's probably sleeping in there. you open the door to the lecture hall, the phone continues to ring. you open the second set of doors slightly. only to hear a girls voice
"maybe you should answer" she was out of breath
you stand there holding the door
"fuck..don't worry about it" you see how he the call ends on your side. staring at your phone in one hand you continue to hold the the door open with the other hand.
you begin to hear yoongi's groans and heavy breaths as the girl calls his name. and you knew exactly what they were doing. But you couldn't move, you were frozen in place.
suddenly your phone vibrates in your hand, snapping you out of what ever trance you were in, letting go of the door you exit the lecture hall and head towards the bathroom.
opening your phone you see jihye texted you, letting you know the professor was going to give a pop quiz. sighing you turn to walk back to the class, passing the lecture hall once more. you didn't spare any look at it.
there was no need to wash your face, you were fully awake.
you only had three classes on monday, so you head home early sometimes. usually you wait in the library for yoongi and you both go home together but you knew where he was gonna be now. it was clear he was out linking up with some random girl.
that's just who he was...
as you walked towards the parking lot, Junho calls out your name.
"hey" you tell him, as he runs up to you
"what are you gonna do today?" he says, completely out of breath
"uh nothing..i'm heading home" Junho was a friend from your calculus class , you both are completely lost at times. so you sometimes study together.
"there's a party, wanna come?"
"what?" you were confused as to why he asked you. you don't really socialize with people, it's not a specialty you have.
"I just notice you don't have much friends"
"did you run to look for me?" you ask, noticing beads of sweat on his forehead
"yeah" he laughs awkwardly
how am I suppose to say no to him?
"uh sure..just send me the address"
he nods, giving you a thumbs up "see you there at 5"
looking at your watch you see its 3pm, it gave you enough time to go home and change. you take out your phone, opening yoongi's message you were about to tell him where you were going but your thumb stopped over his contact name.
"he always ditches me like this...." turning off your phone you shove it into the back of your jeans, getting into your car.
once you got home, you stood in front of your closet. wondering what to wear. pushing things aside and groaning at the fact that you have nothing.
"should i just text him that i can't go..." your phone rings and you look at it. Junho sent you the address and wrote "i'll be waiting for you"
you really wished you had said no, how could you forget that you are the least sexy person from everyone who is gonna be there.
pouting you lay on your bed "i hate this.."
looking at the photo on your night stand you remembered something, soobin your friend from back home gave you a dress as a present. and said to use it only on a special occasion...
this is a special occasion...right?
getting up you open the other side of the closet, getting the white box from the top shelf. you stare at it for a good minute, your phone rings again. taking a deep breathe you open the box to take out the dress. looking at your watch once more you notice you've wasted an hour looking for something to wear.
"stop over thinking it, just do it" placing the dress on the bed you get ready.
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
parking a bit far from the house you sit in the car, taking deep breaths..."i've never done this without yoongi..."
you were getting anxious, you texted Jihye and asked if she was at the party but she said no.
you pleaded for her to come, but she said she had to study for a exam. she just kept repeating to have fun instead.
"y/n stop being a coward" you step out of the car, you were wearing heels but the heel was short. you weren't a fan of all the extra stuff. plus you loved your feet, you didn't want them hurting. making sure the band was secured on your ankle you walk towards the house.
there was people socializing outside and others were on the porch. no one paid attention to you, so you passed through the crowd rather quickly.
taking out your phone you text junho that you were here. you stand at the end of the staircase, waiting for him to come.
looking around you notice a lot of people from your department. some glanced at you and smiled.
"you're not here with yoongi?" one of his friends walk up to you "oh..uh no i came alone" jimin was yoongi's friend, we were in different departments so you rarely saw him.
"that's new" he smiles
"i invited her" junho speaks up as he comes down the stairs
jimin chuckles "don't give him reasons to get angry with you" he stares at junho
"don't worry about it" junho smiles, they clearly didn't like each other.
you don't interfere in their conversation. but one thing is for sure yoongi can't tell you who you can't and can hang out with.
"come on y/n let's get something to drink" junho puts his hand on your back, you tell jimin goodbye.
as you both walk away jimin shakes his head "you're lucky he said he wasn't coming today. i'll let you have your fun" he walks into the living room to join the rest of his friends.
entering the kitchen, junho serves you a light drink. you both stand in the kitchen, watching everyone else yelling at the guy to chug the whole bottle of tequila.
"you look pretty when you dress up" junho says suddenly
"are you saying I don't look pretty every other day" you laugh, taking a sip from your drink
"don't twist my words" he laughs
"thanks" you smile, he just nods
"junho...why did you invite me, i'm such an awkward person" your lips form into a thin line, as you watch everyone else having a good time.
"that's why I invited you, if you would just open up you will be making so many more friends then just jihye and me"
"i have more friends than just you two, i have yoo-"
"yoongi doesn't count, he acts more like your guardian than your friend" he sighs
"and neither do his friends, i mean people you can have fun with like this" he points at the crowd "people think your unapproachable"
you felt a bitter taste in your mouth..how could you be perceived to not have anyone wanna be your friend
"y/n?" a girl calls out your name
you both turn to look at her, she was with two other girls
"where's yoongi? did you come alone?" they had a surprised look on their face, and i was starting to understand what junho was trying to tell me. I was just living in yoongi's shadow
"I came alone" I take another sip from the drink, the girls just nod at my answer "you look pretty in that dress" the other girl speaks up
"thanks.."
"come on, lets go over there. don't just keep her standing there" the girl walks up to you and pull you outside to where the crowd was. you stood among everyone else, cheering at who ever was chugging the beer. your heart raced, for the first time it wasn't cause of yoongi.
MEANWHILE....
"i seriously didn't wanna come" yoongi groans as he enters the house, the loud music was already heard as he walked up to the house. he found parties like these annoying. "lets just hang out for a bit, and then we can go to my place" the girl grabs his arms, wrapping them around her as they walk into the living room
"oh shit, yoongi I thought you weren't coming" taehyung speaks up. they were playing beer pong
yoongi shrugs, arms wrapped around the girl. jimin glances at him, wondering if he should tell him. or go warn y/n that yoongi was here.
"your turn" namjoon nudges jimin's arm.
she'll be fine he thought as he walked up to the table.
about 15 minutes passed before yoongi got tired of playing with the guys.
yoongi sat down on the sofa, with the girl on his lap. she was playing with the buttons on his shirt, as she whispered things into his ear. he just had a smirk on his face as he caressed her leg.
"I really didn't think we'd ever see her without yoongi" his eyes divert to a group of girls and a couple of guys who were standing on the side talking.
"right? and she never dresses up either" the other girl speaks up
"she's pretty tho, always wears make up but goes for a natural look every time"
"really yoongi? you're not paying attention" the girl on his lap grabs his chin making him face her. lips brushing against each other, he chuckles "sorry about that" he leans in to kiss her.
"i think junho brought her" the guy mentions
yoongi and the girl begin to make out, but for some reason he keeps listening to this damn conversation.
"junho? doesn't he like her?"
"i think he does, i guess he took his shot since yoongi isn't around"
what? he thought, the girl grabs his nape as she tries to deepen the kiss
"not gonna lie but y/n is hot" the girl says, and they all laugh, his eyes widen at the mention of your name. pulling away from the kiss he gets up, making the girl fall off his lap onto the sofa.
"yoongi?" she says his name, but he ignores her. walking to the group of people who mentioned you. one of the guys see yoongi coming "fuck, when did he get here"
the girls look at yoongi and they knew just what he was coming over here to ask.
"why are you guys talking about y/n" his voice stern, he glares at the guys
"cause she's here..."
"what?"
the girl steps up and looks at yoongi "junho invited y/n, they're outside in the back" yoongi was in complete shock, this is the first time you did this. turning around he walks toward the back.
"what's up with him?" namjoon asks
"y/n's here, she came with junho" jimin takes a sip from his drink
"y/n?" all the guys say in unison, completely shocked
jimin nods "i saw her come in, i thought yoongi would enter right after her but she just stood there as if she was waiting. so i went to ask and then junho said he invited her" jimin shrugs
everyone stares at each other before quickly getting off their ass and rushing after the angry yoongi, they couldn't miss the show.
yoongi opens the door to go out to the back, and he stands there looking out at the crowd. trying to see if you really were here, or if everyone just mistook someone else for you.
he scans the crowd, finally seeing junho and right next to him he sees you there smiling at him .
"you've got to be fucking kidding me" he grits his teeth.
"are you having fun" junho asks
"yeah" you laugh at the guy tripping over his own feet.
"you should get out more often, without yoongi. have fun on your own, you know" he says as he takes another sip from his drink
"i think i will" you smile at him, your arm suddenly gets pulled and you drop the cup from your hand. startled from the sudden touch you smack the hand away.
and to your surprise you see a very pissed off yoongi, staring right at you.
"yoongi.." you say his name softly
"yoongi? thats all your gonna say? what the fuck are you doing here" he yells at you. people began to stare and you felt your anxiety rise up.
"i invited her" junho speaks up, only making everything worse. yoongi turns to look at him "you shut the fuck up, i'm not even talking to you. I don't know what gave you the idea that you could bring her to these places bu-"
"i wanted to come" you speak up, your hands made into small fists as you yell at yoongi
caught off guard, he is in fumes at the way you're acting.
"we're going home" he grabs your arm again, pulling you out of the crowd
"no i don't want to" you whine, junho followed behind you guys. as yoongi takes you into the house
"how much did you drink"
"i didn't even drink much, junh-" pulling you towards him he puts his hand on your back, there was a opening in the back. the skin he touched began to get hot "stop saying his damn name" he growls. your hands were on his chest, as you stopped yourself from crashing into him
"yoongi, she just came out to have fun, weren't you here with someone? it's rude to just leave people like that" junho had a smug face as he spoke to yoongi.
"keep talking and i'll beat that look off your face" yoongi clenches his hands into fists
here with someone? you look behind yoongi and see the same girl from the club
oh
i see
pushing him away from you, he continues to argue with junho
"ok ok break it up guys. you're making a scene" namjoon steps in between the two guys. but he was especially talking to yoongi
"fuck this, we're leaving"
"no, i want to stay. and he's right aren't you busy" you were annoyed, he said he was gonna be home late. all to come to this party and then probably go to this girls house just to....
"i wasn't asking" yoongi finally gets a good look at your outfit which only made him more furious that everyone especially that asshole was looking at you. people who never cared, noticed you once you showed a little skin.
stupid y/n seriously
"i don't care, i'm not going" you cross you arms, ready to argue with him. you didn't know where the confidence came from. maybe from the drink you had.
or maybe from the fact that he was ditching you for her.
or maybe because you were tired that he only saw you as a younger sister.
"get your ass outside the door" he clenches his jaw
"no, i'm not moving from here"
"fine then" without giving you a chance to even fight him, he picks you up. throwing you over his shoulder
"yoongi, are you crazy? put me down" you yell.
junho was about to say something but namjoon stopped him. He walks to the door, you just covered your face in embarrassment as people just looked at you.
once he stops in front of your car, he puts you down. but he presses his body against yours to stop you from escaping.
you were pressed against the car as he stared at you
"what are you doing here, instead of being at home"
"i'm allowed to have fun too"
he wasn't liking how you were suddenly acting out, you usually listened and behaved.
"what are you mad about"
"what?"
"you're acting out for a reason" he moves the hair from your face, tugging it behind your ear
"i'm not mad. as i said, i can have fun too. not just you"
"fine then, don't tell me. give me the keys, we're going home"
handing him the keys he takes off his jacket and puts it on your shoulders. " get in" he says as he open the car door for you.
you don't fight with him and get in the car.
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
The moment he parked the car I didn't waste time on opening my door and getting out. "y/n!" yoongi calls out my name as I rush into the building, walking quickly.
"this fucking girl" yoongi slams the drivers door, walking after you.
pressing on the elevator button you put your arms into the sleeves of his jacket while staring at the number going down indicating it was about to arrive
"don't walk away when i'm fucking talking to you" he finally catches up to you.
"go away, don't you have something to go do" you don't spare his feelings at all, you were testing his patience "y/n if you wanted to go you should've just told me"
"why?"
"what"
"why do i have to tell you" the doors open and you step in, he enters right behind you. you lean against the wall as he pushes the button to the floor, the doors begin to shut.
"y/n, if I did something to bother you just tel-"
suddenly someone stops the doors from closing, you both look towards the doors. there stood your annoying neighbor "hey guys " he grins as he looks at you.
the doors close and all three of you just stand there, you wrap yoongi's jacket around you covering yourself. yoongi didn't know that he made you uncomfortable. you never told him how you feel his stares every time you leave the apartment.
yoongi grabs your arm as the doors open, pulling you out the elevator as he walks towards the apartment. if there was one thing that bothered him it was people getting in his business, that's why he stopped talking once daehoon entered the elevator.
"yoongi, let go. i'm gonna go home and shower" you pull your arm from his grip
"stop testing my patience" since he had your keys, he opened your door. once you enter your house, you take off your heels and rush to the bathroom, locking the door behind you.
"i'm not leaving until we talk" yoongi yells from the other side.
you sit on the edge of the tub,fidgeting with your fingers as you stare at the door. getting up from the tub you hold onto the door knob, about to give up and go talk to him...but then you remembered the girl from the party and you got angry again.
you drop his jacket on the floor, along with the dress letting it pool your ankles, stepping out you turn on the water. you did exactly what you told him, you showered.
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
yoongi walks away from the door, he brushes his fingers through his hair. he was tired and wanted to go to sleep, but he needed to talk to you cause he could see that something was bothering you.
he drops on your sofa, getting comfortable. he tugs his hands under the pillow only to feel something hard, confused he pulls out what was a book.
he sits up looking at the book "and she says I'm unorganized" he chuckles tossing the book on the coffee table. he was about to lay down but he glances at the book once more, reading the title
My Secret Lover
reaching for the book he turns it over as he reads the back "this girl" he grins, shoving the book under the pillow again, instead he leans back on the sofa with a smug look on his face...he could use this to tease you one day .
he knew you had a bookshelf in your second room filled with mature books but to think you'd be clumsy enough to leave one out made him laugh. you were always careful to make sure not to leave them out.
he looks at his watch, it's been over twenty minutes since you shut yourself in the bathroom. he gets up, about to walk to the bathroom to knock on the door when he finally hears the door open.
"about time you com-" you step out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around your frame. he stands by the sofa staring at you as you ignore his presences and walk past him.
"go home yoongi, i don't wanna talk" you say as you open the door to your room. turning to look at him. he looked unbothered by your appearance and it only made you more furious.
you shut the door from your room. you sit on your bed once your done getting dressed waiting for him to enter since you heard him leave but he came back.
time passed and you didn't hear anything, you get up, opening the door to take a peek outside.
"yoongi...?" you call out his name.
you step out of your room only to have him grab your by your waist pulling you into a hug
"i'm sorry" his face buried into your shoulder, your hair in his face letting him smell your shampoo.
"w-what?"
"yoongi" you whisper his name
his arms swiftly move to your thighs as he picks you up, you wrap your arms around his neck "what are you doing" you squeal as you wrap your legs around his waist "just shut up" he enters your room, placing you on the bed, he lays down on the opposite side. you sit there dumbfounded "let's just go to sleep" he says, grabbing your hand he guides your hand to hug him. your head on his chest as he holds you.
your heart began to beat fast, you were afraid he'd hear it or feel it.
"you can go out and have fun, at least tell me" he sighs
you started drawing circles on his chest, you felt guilty for acting childish...but you found something out today.
you're not your own person...when people think of you they think of yoongi..
"yoongi...i want to go out with friends"
"you can go out with your friends" he stares at the ceiling.
"without you?"
"yeah, why not"
"even with guy friends"
the conversation he heard earlier at the party replays in his head, junho likes y/n.
"yeah" he says with a bitter taste in his mouth.
he feels how your lips arch into a smile against his chest, he had this feeling in his chest. Did he do something wrong, why would you wanna go around without him?
"yoongi"
he pats your back "sleep, i'm tired"
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
A week passed and everything was how it's always been. You guys leave together if there is time, other days you go your separate ways. Junho and you were gonna go out to karaoke with jihye, you told yoongi through message and he only responded with a "ok".
entering the booth you guys reserved you noticed it was just Junho in there. "where's jihye?" you ask as you take off your jacket, placing it on the sofa behind you. "she said she wouldn't be able to come" he was scrolling through the songs.
you stare a at junho confused, jihye didn't tell you she wouldn't be able to make it. "we should've came another day then" you say as you take a seat, picking up the microphone.
"why? we can just hang out" he smiles.
junho didn't make you uncomfortable, in fact he was one of the few guys you trusted. he finally chooses a song and stands up "i'll go first"
MEANWHILE.....
"why are you so angry" jin hands yoongi a burger
"i'm not angry" he scowls
all the guys knew why, y/n was finally stepping out of her comfort zone. what bothered him the most is that it was with none other than that asshole, junho.
"why don't you just tell her that you don't think she should hang out with him and that's it" taehyung speaks up as he takes a sip from his drink.
"No, i told her she could be with her friends"
"but he's a dick, isn't he?"
"what makes yoongi any different" hoseok speaks up "you do the same shit he does, i think this is karma" he chuckles
yoongi clenched his jaw, he wasn't wrong. junho and him are the same.
"you're not helping" jimin shakes his head at him in disapproval.
taehyung's phone vibrates and he takes a look at the message, as everyone else talked and he found out something interesting.
"where's y/n right now?" taehyung speaks up
"she's out with jihye" yoongi sighs, as he rubs his temple. annoyed by the whole situation.
"just jihye?" he asked again
"taehyung if you have something to say stop dragging it out and say it" namjoon yells at the boy who likes to create tension for no reason.
"fine" he hands the phone to namjoon, making him say it out loud for being so damn pushy
"what is it?" yoongi says, annoyed
"y/n is alone with junho, jihye isn't there" he turns the phone around and a photo of the both of you in the booth alone is displayed for yoongi.
what? you said you were gonna be with jihye, messages started popping up saying stuff like
"is he gonna finally ask her out"
"is this gonna be their day 1"
"where's yoongi"
yoongi gets up and walks to the mini fridge, taking out a beer.
"dude, just talk to her" namjoon tries to take it away but he failed.
"she can do what ever she wants, i'm not her owner" he says as he tosses the bottle cap onto the table.
the phone rings in your pocket as you watch junho sing another song totally off key. reaching for your phone you see it's namjoon calling you. your brows frown in confusion, he never calls you. yoongi made you save their numbers in case of anything but this was a first.
getting up you excuse yourself and step out the booth for a bit. "hello?"
"y/n? sorry to call you suddenly" he chuckles awkwardly
"oh...don't worry..did you need something?"
"yeah..yoongi is wasted, can you come get him?"
"wasted? how much did he drink" you sigh rubbing your temple.
"sorry, i should've stopped him"
"it's fine, send me the address please" you hang up and walk back inside the booth "sorry i have to go" you give him a apologetic smile.
"what happened?"
"yoongi needs me"
it annoyed him hearing you say his name, especially the fact that you'd run out whenever he called you. "i need to tell you something" he grabs your hand
you look at him, and then both your hands "uh..can it wait.."
"no"
"but.."
"i like you.." he squeezes your hand, catching you completely off guard
you stare at him confused, not able to utter a single word.
"i like you y/n"
yeah i heard you the first time...
"please give me a chance, and be my girlfriend"
"i...i.." you gulp as you pull your hand away from his "i'm sorry but i don't feel the same way.."
grabbing your jacket you wanted to get out of there quickly, walking to the door you were about to open it to get out. but he stops you as he holds onto the door.
turning to look at him he had you caged between his arms
"junho.." you were beginning to feel nervous, he was staring at you with lustful eyes
"do you like yoongi?" he grabs a strand of your hair
"w-what?"
"do you like yoongi, is that why you said no to me" he stares at you directly making you more nervous.
"it doe-"
"forget it.." he stares at your lips, your hand is trying to reach for the door knob as you watch his moves.
he begins to lean in slowly towards you "junho, get away" you said quickly, just as his lips were getting close you cover your mouth making him chuckle.
"yoongi isn't boyfriend material..you're only gonna get hurt" he brushes your hair behind your ear
you finally find the door knob, pushing the door open with your back. you take the chance to walk away not looking back.
getting in your car you lock the doors and you are finally able to breathe. you were so anxious that you were holding your breathe this entire time. your hands were shaking and you didn't think you could drive.
you needed yoongi..suddenly your phone rings and you stare at your bag, wondering if it was junho.
taking out your phone you're relieved it's yoongi. taking a deep breath you answer the phone. "hello?"
"y/n? don't rush over here. i'm fine, just that i fell asleep and these idiots thought i was a wasted" he smacks his lips as he curses at someone there and you hear them laugh
you felt a pressure leave your shoulders, as you let out a puff of air
"what's wrong"he asks
"oh..nothing, i'll be there soon" you tell him
"alright.." he hangs up, and you felt more calm after hearing his voice.
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
once you arrived to the house, they told you to go around to the back entrance that leads to the basement right away.
doing exactly as they said you find a very drunk jimin sitting in the back yard watching the moon. he scared the shit out of you making you scream.
"dang girl you got some good lungs" he laughs
"what are you doing just sitting here in the dark, you scared me" you yell at him
he chuckles "the door is open, go inside. i'm just here getting air" you nod and quickly go inside.
the place was nicely furnished, there was a pool table on the side along with a bar. a huge sofa towards the end of the room with a huge television mounted on the wall. there were some arcade games along the wall.
as you walked down the stairs you see the guys playing on the poker table that wasn't visible from the staircase.
"man fuck you yoongi" jin drops the cards defeated
yoongi grins as he takes the chips from the middle "oh y/n your here" taehyung calls out your name, yoongi quickly looks up at you.
giving them a smile "hey guys.."
"sorry they made you come, even though you were busy" yoongi hands taehyung the cards to shuffle.
"don't worry..i was gonna leave soon"
"did something happen?" he asked concerned to why you would leave so soon
"oh jihye didn't come so junho and me weren't gonna stay for long.." you stand next to his seat as you look at the game in front of you
"you sure that's it?"
"yeah" placing your hand on his shoulder he nods
"wanna play?" jin asked, he saw how uncomfortable you were.
"no..i'll just sit over here" you smile, walking towards the sofa.
"no it's fine" yoongi gets up "we're leaving, it's late anyways" all the boys complain, telling him not to go but yoongi threatens to beat them with the pool stick if they didn't shut up
"lets go" yoongi puts his jacket on, extending his hand out to you. you gladly took his hand, walking up the staircase to leave the basement.
stepping out of the basement, you find the drunk jimin sitting outside just as how you left him. he smiles at you guys as you say goodbye.
"don't stay out too long, it's cold" yoongi tells him, jimin only nods.
yoongi sits in the passenger seat, while you drove.
"yoongi"
"yeah" he says with a groggy voice, since he was fighting with his sleep to stay awake.
"i'm not friends with junho no more"
"how come"
"he told me he likes me"
"i guess you said no?"
"i didn't feel the same way about him" you stare at the road ahead of you, wondering if you should tell yoongi that he tried to kiss you
yoongi grins at your response "that's so brutal, you said no and broke your friendship with him" he chuckles.
you wanted to tell yoongi to stop being friends with that girl from the party. junho's words kept repeating inside your head.
getting home, you both went to your own apartment, yoongi watched you enter yours before going in his.
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
staring into the mirror the next day you were determined "i'm gonna make yoongi fall for me" you tell yourself in the mirror your hands made into little fists. you forced a smile, but it soon turned into a frown "i don't even know how to attract him" if you could turn into liquid you would be a puddle of disappointment.
your alarm rings and you rush to your front door, quickly putting on your shoes. "yoongi leaves around this time" you whisper to yourself as you wait for the sound of his door to open.
Your plan? well it wasn't easy coming up with one. You stayed up all night trying to think of it
first, the reason why yoongi is always away from you is simple, you never wanted to get in the way of him being with his friends. so now, you will try to hang out with them more often..
second, if he says he's gonna be out late. tell him you're bored and wanna go with him too.
third, just as he casually touches you...do the same
fourth, try to stop him every time he is gonna run off with some girl.
fifth, find out what type of girl is his ideal type
sixth, learn to dress up and do better make up
and last but not the easiest....get him to look at you and only you. As you go over the list in your head, you hear a door opening outside. you take a deep breath, and open your door too.
yoongi looks up at you confused "good morning?"
"hey yoongi" you smile, making him chuckle as he locks his door "what you doing up so early?"
"I have something to do today" more like someone to go see...
"oh yeah?" you walk up to him, hooking your arm with his "let's go together yeah?"
"alright" he says nonchalant as you both walk out the building, you made up your mind, you have to be confident if this is gonna work. even if you'll die of embarrassment later on your own.
he walks up to your car, thinking you were going on your own. but instead you just stare at him "babe, let go" he laughs "why? i thought we were leaving together?" you tilt your head in confusion.
cringing in your head at your own attempt of being cute, but the way the word 'babe' rolls off his tongue so easily as he addresses you bothers you somehow.
"i got something to do after school"
"i don't know, after what you did yesterday. we should set a rules" you cross your arms looking at him with a stern look
"rules?"
"yeah, if you have fun one day. you can't have fun the rest of the week" you smile at him
his brows raised as he had a questioning look "and why should we implement this rule, what reason?" that's a good question. the reason? i don't want you out with random girls, but rather with me.
"you are always going out, and never spending time with me" you pout, dying again inside.
he looked confused before laughing but you did not react the way he thought you would. "wait you're serious?..if you're lonely just tell me" he laughs, putting his hand on your back, you guys start walking to his car. "fine i'll cancel my plans, lets hang out later"
success
you asked him what he was planning to do and he said "hang out with the guys" i was gonna tell him we could go together, but having him to myself first..to test the waters would be better.
once you guys arrived to campus you told him to drop you off in a completely different side that you usually don't go t.. since you were being weird all morning well he just shrugged it off and went to class.
you guys agreed to go grocery shopping and then head home after classes.
you walk into the unfamiliar building, nervous to be doing what you are about to do. there is one thing you wanted to learn, and you just couldn't learn it on your own.
opening the white door with pink circles decorating it you walk into a room with desks filled with make up. hair irons everywhere and there were people sitting on these chairs as others did their make up.
"hey" a girl walks up to you
"hello.."
"are you new to the department"
"no..actually i wanted to know if you guys could teach me to do make up, just a few tips" you speak quickly as your anxiety was kicking in
the girl looked at you with a blank stare before laughing and calling you cute "alright, come with me. i need someone to practice on anyways"
you sit down in front of a mirror and she spreads out some make up in front of you "so what looks are you trying to go for?"
"natural" you say quickly
"but your make up you have on right now is nice, i think you got it" she smiles
"but i want something prettier" you fidget with your fingers, the girl stares at your hands and then you "ok i got an idea"
you came to school three hours early....you spent about two hours trying different looks and one hour trying to replicate them yourself.
"thank you!" you bow your head and the girl just smiles "no thank you for letting me practice on you. come again!" she hands you a small pouch of some make up that went really well with you. you were heading to your side of the campus while trying to open your bag when you heard a familiar voice just as you were gonna turn the hall. stopping in your steps you just stand there and listen "he fucking ditched me again" the girl complains
"yoongi? again? weren't you guys also gonna meet up yesterday too" another girl speaks up, a voice you didn't recognize.
"don't be so clingy you know he doesn't like that" she laughs
"i'm not being clingy" she complains, after catching a good look at her face you noticed her make up was as if she was getting ready to be recruited to go to the circus.
looking at the pouch in your hand you felt uneasy.
you could never wear the type of make up she does. turning back to walk to the same room you were practicing in and handed the pouch to someone else who was there since you didn't find the girl who had helped you
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
you wait in the library, since he has one more class left. you were trying to figure out who is his ideal girl, cause if that bitch you just encountered was it...well then you lost cause you didn't wanna be like her.
you swipe through your phone looking at your wishlist, what book should you buy next. while you were distracted looking at your phone you didn't notice someone was hovering over you, looking at your phone over your shoulder.
"what a naughty girl" yoongi whispers by your ear making you yelp in surprise, only to cover your mouth as people glared at for being loud
yoongi laughs at how you could easily be scared, hugging you as he tried to not laugh louder you pinch his arms. "why would you do that, you scared me" you whisper angrily.
"you wouldn't be scared if you were searching for your little books in such a public place"
"who looks over people's shoulders, only you do" you exclaim. you felt how your cheeks were getting red, you knew he knew about the books you read. his nosy ass went into your room and picked a book out.
teased you for months after that. jihye also teases you, telling you to just try it with someone else in real life already. but the idea of having sex with someone..it made you anxious...
"ok ok, lets go already. i'm hungry" he grabs your bag, carrying it for you as you both walk down the stairs to get to the other side of the library closer to the exit.
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
THE LIST
1) hang out with his friends, do things he likes
2) stop him if he wants to stay out late
3)touch him casually just like he touches you
4)try to stop him every time he is gonna run off with some girl
A part of DEEP series
✧ Pairing: Yoongi x reader
✧ warning(s): explicit language
✧ word count: 462
✧ Song: No One Noticed, The Marias a/n: I want to apologize for being gone for so long, I needed some time to myself. After trying to write again I instead decided to release a drabble of yoongi's pov, there has been many people trying to understand him and some believe he doesn't love her. these results of confused thoughts is exactly what I wanted, I wanted him to be a confusing character someone who got under your skin making you angry/frustrated/annoyed and also made butterflies in your tummy appear. enjoy! sorry for any misspelled words. I didn't proofread it.
also, good luck to everyone who will try to get tickets to see hobi tmr.
index | askme!
"then that's all I want, I don't want our friendship anymore just sex, that's all you like or am I wrong!" He leans against the headrest of the sofa, her words stabbing at his conscious, cursing himself for everything that happened after, how could he have not controlled himself "you should've left asshole not...shit!" pulling out he box of cigarettes from his pocket.
"is this what you want? you want me to find you only when I need my dick wet?"
"why did I talk to her like that" placing the box down on the table he lays down instead. He fell asleep on the couch that day, and the next day, and the next. until the first day of classes came. looking at his phone there were messages from everyone but her.
he sat quietly as he reaccessed everything that happened, there was something that bothered him. you not denying his claims, and telling him that you misspoke and didn't just want him for sex.
y/n didn't make it easy for him to ignore her, ditching class and especially with him, let's not forget how she had him in her apartment without him knowing. yoongi's blood boiled as he thought of all the bad things that could've happened, how vulnerable and stupid she is to trust him again.
Yoongi tried everything to get her to just forget about jihye and what had happened but she was stubborn. He understood why she was angry, he just didn't understand why she couldn't move on from it.
it was nothing to him.
Yoongi began to wish it wasn't true, what she said to him that day. but the routine then began, at first he would keep his distance from her, but she'd appear at his door step and they'd have sex. he'd go over to try and talk to her but it always ended up the same way.
at one point they went two days without seeing one another and the mere absences of her brought him to her door step. just wanting to see her, catching a glimpse of her was enough for him.
if all she truly wanted was his body then he didn't mind, he'd do anything for her.
At her place she'd get up and leave after the deed, and he'd wait to hear the water start in the shower to leave. if there was one thing he didn't want her to feel was that he, just like her only wanted the sex. at his place she'd stick around, waiting for him to kick her out but he didn't. he'd lay in bed with her, twirling his finger on a strand of her hair or they'd lay in each others arms until someone fell asleep. usually it was him.
After a while their relationship had returned to normal, sort of. at least they weren't going at it like rabbits every time they were alone in a enclosed place. they could have a conversation.
Deep | M.YG
✧ Pairing: Min Yoongi x reader
✧ warning(s): explicit language, suggestive content, mature content
✧ genre: angst,fluff,smut,fake dating au,contract
✧ synopsis; you're in love with your childhood friend but he does not see you more than just a friend. One day you ask him to be more than just friends, he agrees.
✧ word count: 8.2k
✧ Theme song: Fri(end)s by V
a/n: comment to be in permanent taglist!
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Leaning against his bedroom door I watch him as he laid on his bed, back against his headboard with a pillow to give him comfort. His arms were crossed against his chest as it rose and fell; wet hair glistening his forehead with water, his eyes shut unbothered. once you both arrived you went to your apartment to shower since he pushed you towards your apartment saying he also wanted to shower.
pursing your lips as you walked to your door, a small laugh left his lips, he grabs your hand gently pulling you towards him"i'm not saying you can't come back, I can come to you once i'm done" he plants a kiss on your forehead, your heart getting all jittery and you couldn't hide the emotions on your face. He wounds his arm around you as you look up at him smiling "i'll come to you" you pull him down, wrapping your arms around his neck as you give him a quick kiss before hurriedly leaving.
you should be disappointed, he fell asleep while waiting for you. but there was a rather blissful feeling as you watch him sleep. his brows furrowed in his sleep as if even then he was in deep thought. you stood there admiring him for a good minute before he opened his eyes, staring back at you he raises a brow "for how long are you planning to stand there and watch me" he wipes his cheek which had a trail of droplets from his wet hair. "you shouldn't sleep with your hair wet" your voice was calm, but your heart was jittery.
"I was gonna dry it, but once I sat here" he lets out a stretched yawn "I just couldn't get up" you knew he was exhausted lately. He continued to stare at you with tired eyes, all you could do was give him a smile.
walking to his closet you pull a basket out that contained folded towels, turning to look at you he watched as you pick it up for him to see. you receive a small smile from him, climbing into the bed you sit by his stretched legs bring the the towel to his head.
"ready for midterms" his voice groggily, you knew he loved this. your hands massaging his head as you dry his wet hair, he was more than happy and could fall asleep at the moment which was why he strikes the conversation.
"yeah, you?"
he gives you a small nod
you move to the crown of his head, "come here" he says, having a good hold on your waist as he lifts you to straddle him "this is better"
thump , thump
your heart began to beat harder against your chest, making you nervous as to think he would hear your ridiculous reaction.
"wha-"
"come on, finish so we can sleep" he buries his face in the crook of your neck, arms lazily holding you in a embrace. "ok" you manage to say as you dry the remaining bits of hair which didn't take long. Finished, you spread the towel on the headboard to let it dry from the dampness. "i'm done" he hums to your voice but doesn't budge.
"yoongi" you say quietly.
his hands which had only been hugging her begin to slip into his t-shirt which laid on your frame. a shiver runs down your spine as his cold hand touches your back. "wait y-yoongi" your hands clinging to his shoulders. "relax" he chuckles "we aren't doing anything today"
"but.." bitting on your bottom lip as he strokes your back in a slow motion. "everything's in plan"
finally letting you see his face which to your surprise was no where near as flustered as your but rather he looked amused. laughing, he drawls"what is this a mission or something" he shakes his head as he laughs "it has to be natural, not forced" his head tilts to the side as his eyes watch you.
"you just don't think i'm ready" you let go of his shoulders as you slump down on his lap. he gazed at you without a word. his brown eyes watching you pursing your lips while you looked away.
"it's not you that's not ready"
you sat there blinking at him, confused at the words that slipped from his mouth. but he did not budge but rather he continued to stare into your eyes as if he had something to add onto his comment.
wanting him to not stop and explain what he meant "what do you mean" his eyes slowly falling onto your lips as he watched them move to your voice. licking his lips which formed a small smile he shakes his head "forget it" his arms becoming firm on your waist caused you to grip his arm as he leaned forward pressing his lips to yours, pushing his tongue into your mouth. the sensation of his soft tongue made you melt into his arms "was it really only one cup" he breathes out, tilting your head back to give him access to your neck as he delivers kisses to your skin
"what" you manage to say, a soft whimper leaving your lips as he bites your shoulder only to have him kiss the same place "I can still taste it, the faint taste of whatever you drank tonight" a deep flush colored your cheeks as he entwined his wet tongue with yours once more, hungrily kissing your lips as if he wanted to swallow you whole. when your lips finally pulled apart, his hot breath fanned your face, "breath y/n" he can't help but chuckle at your flushed dazed appearance as you held your breath.
"yoongi" your hands cupping his face, your turn to kiss him deeply but he quickly takes over ending it just as he started. "thats...it for now" he says out of breath.
both of your chests rising and falling as you take deep breaths. his forehead against yours "good night y/n" he whispers, kissing your forehead. swinging your leg off of him you take your place next to him. Your body was radiating excessive heat, your eyes burning from the kissing. you lay down, trying to calm down but he gives you no chance as his arm wraps around your waist pulling you into his chest. glancing up at him, he was unfazed eyes already shut.
"sleep" he says to in which you wrap your arms around his waist, and buried your face into his chest.
"i'm in love" you say, looking up at jihye who smiled at your words. the two of you sat on the grass in a open field not far from campus. flowers of all kind coexisted in this field, students tend to have picnics here or just escape for a while during their studies. "i'm not surprised" she boops your nose in a teasing matter. your head was on her lap as she leaned against a tree, the two of you deciding to be under the shade rather than under the harsh sun.
"what do you think he meant, it's not like it's his first time" you watch her, as he pursed her lips in thought. "it will be, with you" she smiles "you're not just anyone. this could be something he could've wanted but never thought of having" she continues to speak her mind but this time it was you who laughed.
sitting up, you lean against the tree "the heat is cooking your brain jihye"
"why?" she exclaims, offended.
"it's not possible"
"what isn't"
"he never wanted me that way, we've only ever been friends in his eyes" the words coming out of your mouth sounded as if you were telling yourself rather than her. your fist grasped the grass as you pulled it from the ground "y/n, i sometimes think your a idiot"
"what?"
"I told you, yoongi has had a crush on you. but no matter how many times I say it you don't believe me" she sighs, tossing the flowers she had plucked from the grown. nibbling on your lip you release a flustered cry "i don't care, as long as i don't hear it from him directly. i won't delude myself" defeated she lays her head on your lap "yeah whatever. from what I've heard he's never been a kisser but it seems he just can't get enough from you" your cheeks colored with a deep blush, causing jihye to smirk. content with the reaction from you she shuts her eyes "now shut up we have twenty minutes before we have to start walking back"
"I thought I was going to die" jihye's body drops next to yours, the campus lounge was empty since everyone else was still taking their midterms; some students scattered around either eating or studying.
"do you have exams tomorrow?" she passes you your favorite drink. thanking her, you sit up "no thankfully today was my last day"
"we should go on a trip then" she says excitedly
"a trip?" taking out your phone you check if there was any message from him but there wasn't.
"glamping" she voices
"glamping?"
"yeah, apparently it's trendy for friend trips and couples" she nudges your arm, eyebrows wriggling. "shut up" you push her away, taehyung and jungkook coming into view. "can you not right now" you plead.
"you guys done? i'm starving, lets eat" taehyung sits on the ground in front of the two, while jungkook takes the seat next to you. "we're waiting for everyone else" jihye sighs, she was also hungry and you were the one who specifically said that you were waiting for yoongi and the rest of course...
"guys, I was telling y/n. what if we go on a trip" she brings it up once more, scooting away from you since she already heard your opinion over it. taehyung's eyes light up, he sits up giving jihye his complete attention "I wanted us to go glamping, I know of a place not so far....and I'm really hoping you guys say yes cause I reserved for all of us" she gives a sheepish smile, "jihye!" you scold her. "you don't even know if we have plans for the break or not"
"yoongi said he didn't, do you" taehyung speaks up, frowning. probably thinking you're being boring. "no but..." in fact you were planning to just stay home and catch up on the projects that you had been procrastinating on because of all the drama you caused in your life. "come on we just finished midterms and we need a break. all of us" jungkook speaks up for the first time, his gentle voice rings in your ear from how close he is to you. you look at jungkook who's golden doe eyes are staring right back at you. "it'll be fun" he smiles
jihye and taehyung nod at his comment but gave your disapproval sigh no regards as they went back to talking about what we could do there.
"I thought you guys were having a one time thing" jungkook was scrolling through his phone but glanced up at you the moment you looked at him "no, they're dating" you glare at taehyung who raises his hands in defeat.
you didn't care if jungkook knew, in fact this is what you wanted but when he looks at you with those curious and judging eyes it makes you feel small. yoongi's stupid words replayed in your head, on how jungkook could've been better for you. you couldn't even talk about it with someone without them raising the question if you were becoming interested in jungkook.
you just wanted to know why he thought jungkook would be the guy for you. "we're dating" you say for him to hear, which he just gives you a slight look "cool"
you nod, taking a sip from your drink trying to tune in to jihye and taehyung talking about the trip but you kept wanting to look at the man next to you who was typing away on his phone. the small tattoos decorating his hand made you wanna ask what they mean or if there even is a meaning behind them. you wondered if getting his sleeve done was painful and what was the whole process.
"I thought the two of you were just best friends...honestly the fact that you know him so well surprises me that you're willing to date him. no offense of course" he chuckles, eyes never leaving his screen.
you stare at him, not knowing what to respond. licking your lips you let out a low chuckle "crazy right..it just ended up this way"
"Seems like it" he glances at you, catching your eyes on his tatted arm "you can ask you know, about them" he puts the phone down, sitting up from his slouching position he rolls up the little bit of sleeve he had to show you the entire art piece.
"did it hurt"
"what do you think?" he raises a brow, you sit back getting annoyed by his
"I think that with this much done" your eyes sweep his arm as you take in all the details. "you probably passed out half way and the artist just did the rest with you unconscious" jungkook snorts, seeing your serious face he couldn't help but laugh "y/n, it wasn't all done in a day. i got it done by parts" he purses his lips trying to hold back his laugh. You can feel your ears heat up from embarrassment and your cheeks flushed "shut up, I knew that I was only joking"
"no no, you looked really serious" turning your body to completely face him, taking his arm and spreading it in front of you. "what's the meaning to the flower" you ask as you turn his arm, giving you full view of his forearm "it's my birth flower"
"oh, it's pretty"
"thank you"
"do the others have meaning?"
"most of them, others were just for fun...but I think i'll tell you their meanings another time" he smiles, moving his arm away from you as his chin nudges behind you. turning around to see where he was looking. you see yoongi walking down the stairs with namjoon and jimin, he looked frustrated as he exchanged words with namjoon before catching your eyes from across the room.
jihye gets up from her spot, crossing her arms "finally you guys decide to join us, we're starving" she glares at the three men who join us at our little spot. "well no one told you to wait" yoongi scowls, sitting down next to you taking her spot.
"hey"
"hey, how were your exams?" you smile at him as he looks your way.
he shrugs "i'm just glad they're over" he leans in catching you off guard as his lips catch yours in a sweet but short kiss which ended before you could even gather yourself. leaving you in a daze, he grins licking his lips as he sat back.
"cut it out" taehyung and jihye say in unison as they gag. yoongi rolled his eyes at the two but his face stayed indifferent as his arm stretches behind you along the backrest.
"we should get something to eat before I really do vomit" jihye shakes her head at the couple as she drags her feet grumbling something under her breath with jungkook and taehyung behind her as they volunteered to get lunch. "your exams, how were they?" his eyes were barely opened as he tried to make conversation. you in the other hand was still stuck in the daze from the kiss he just planted on you. "good i guess..." you mumble, he sits up looking at you with a intense stare "you know we have to graduate soon right, did you study"
"yes i did alright, stop treating me like some kid" you cross your arms, annoyed by his stupid comments. he clearly is just concerned but he could at least have some hope in you. you've made it this far already, so what gives. "I'm not, you know that you-"
"well you wouldn't be questioning me if our study session wasn't interrupted now would you" you spat, yoongi scoffs his tongue poking his inner cheek as he sits back "you don't ever let shit go, do you?" he questions, his voice displaying his annoyance towards you. shrugging your shoulders you stand from your seat "i'm gonna go help them bring over the food" you tell the others sitting around as they watched the two of you fight.
hoping he'd get up and follow you and say something like lets talk or we're talking but like every other time he just sat there and stared at you with a amused look on his face that triggered your anger even more.
namjoon stared at the couple and watched as you walked away. he watched how yoongi's eyes followed you "you just love making her angry, don't you" he snickers
jimin scoffs "tell me about it, last time I went to his place they were also fighting" shaking his head he lets out a heavy sigh "it was hard to eat then, and it'll be hard today too" the three walk to a empty table as yoongi pulls out a chair placing his bag on it, saving you a seat.
"there are more tables not just this one, do yourself a favor and find a different one" yoongi shrugged as if saying he didn't care about his feelings. Jimin flicked him off and took his seat "the ones that need to have their own table is y/n and you, you'd think she'd be happy dating you but all i've seen is that she's stressed or angry" jimin doesn't take the hint when he sees yoongi glaring at him with a face that screamed shut the fuck up but he decided to just keep ranting.
"let them be, he knows what he's doing" namjoon sighs.
soon everyone came back with food that could be shared between all of you. you were watching how yoongi didn't eat much but only enough to not be with a empty stomach till dinner. "are you not feeling well?" you lean in, whispering to him. reaching for his hand he looks down. "you're done right, with your exams and all" he mumbles back. giving him a nod he sighs in relief "then lets go home"
"wait!" jihye exclaims, standing from her seat. startling you as she suddenly yelled. everyone looked at her with questioning looks while taehyung who dropped his cheese puff from her sudden scream glared at her.
"glamping, lets all go glamping" she gives her radiant smile.
"fuck off" yoongi spats, pulling you up from your seat as he grabs both your bags.
"but taehyung said that you didn't have plans and y/n isn't doing anything either" she whines. you glare at her at her for bringing you into it. yoongi on the other hand looks at you, waiting to see what you would say.
"do you want to go"
"not really.." you mumble
"then we don't go, have fun" he blandly says
"but I already got everything reserved" she grabs onto your other arm, giving you her pleading eyes to reconsider.
you start to feel bad, you knew that she wanted you to have a break and hinted at the whole couple situation but how could you possible ask to go when the projects you had been procrastinating on were due soon.
"jihye" you whine
"when are you guys leaving" yoongi sighs behind you.
"tomorrow" jihye answers quickly, not knowing why he was asking but wasn't gonna waste the chance.
"we'll leave on Saturday, for now leave us alone" his arm wounds your shoulder as he pulls you away, taking you with him.
you told yourself since you both were leaving a day late you'd work on your projects all day and then take your computer with you and finish there without yoongi knowing. but the moment you both arrived at his apartment he dragged you into bed and said he just wanted to sleep, that he was tired.
"let me just get my computer" you pinch his side, annoyed at how he trapped you in his arms. "why just sleep" he whines
"yoongi, pleasee" you whine
"fine" he sits up, reaching for the bags he had placed on the floor. grabbing yours he hands you the computer. once you sit up and place it on your lap he lays back down on his stomach but his arm wraps around your waist. "you're so lazy" you laugh
"yeah yeah what ever" he grumbles
lately this is all theres been between the two of you, it's no different to how it was before just that there is a lot of making out. your eyes begin to feel tired cause of staring at the screen for three hours now. "that's it for today" you mumble to yourself. carefully closing the computer and putting it aside. you could hear his small snores, finally falling asleep after he stared at you for a while before he finally fell asleep. you gently brushed aside the messy locks covering his face.
the tip of your index finger tracing his facial features. you knew something had been bothering him lately. he tends to be this way when he has a lot on his mind, but he wasn't ready to tell you what was wrong or he was not going to tell you at all.
his eyelids flutter open as he looks at you through his brushed bangs "sorry, did I wake you" stretching his arms he lets out a groan
"no"
"did you rest"
"some what" his eyes watched you as you lay next to him "has something been bothering you" you ask but he doesn't answer.
"if it's me-"
"no, it's not" he sits up, "i've just been having to deal with something my dad put on me. don't worry. now that I brought it up, I'm going back home tomorrow. want to come?"
you sit up, surprised. "home?" it must have to do with what he just said. giving him a small nod he gets up from the bed "then start packing, we're leaving early that way we join everyone else after"
"alright, i'ma call mom. honestly I miss Hajun" you grin. walking out of the room as you hear him laugh "yeah I bet he misses you too"
*･ﾟ:*✧*:･ﾟ*
You made sure to make extra food this time, last time he decided to eat your share. "you got everything?" he yells from his room "yes" you yell back as you finish packing your drinks. "did you want your computer?" he walks from his room two bags in hand and your computer in the other "yes please" you mumble, focused on what you were doing.
"it's spring break, why?" he groans, shoving it into his bag.
"Just.." you give him a small smile, he would cancel the glamping trip instantly if he knew you were trying to work on your project and would definitely send you to your apartment alone to finish it. his sudden laugh causes you to look up at him.
"what"
"i honestly thought you'd be bringing your books with you" rolling your eyes at his comment he walks into the kitchen, his laugh dying as he stands behind you hugging you as he stops your hands from wrapping a snack as he intertwines his fingers with yours "you made a lot this time" he mumbles
"yeah, last time you ate my share"
"it always tastes better" he kisses your neck, your hair was braided and rested on your shoulder. his nose brushing against your skin as he continues to give you kisses. the dress you had on complimented all your curves, his free hand begins to play with the small bows resting on your shoulder which were the ones that held your top piece up.
"you look beautiful"
you could feel your ears heat up as you hear his low voice next to your ear "do we really have to go" he whines, his forehead resting on your shoulder. you chuckle "you're the one that said we had to go"
"yeah but I rather do something else" before you could ask him what that could be his hand was already traveling up your thigh gripping it slowly as he kissed your neck, slowly sucking on the exposed skin. "did you start it" he mumbles, titling your head to the side you give him more access to your neck "what" you breathe out, bitting your lower lip he nips your earlobe, a rush of heat surges throughout your body leading to your aching core.
"the pill"
"yes, last week" you answer automatically.
he chuckles at your quickness to answer him, "good" pulling your underwear aside he slides his finger in "look at that, already wet for me huh" he chuckles kissing your neck once more before he starts thrusting his finger into you. your legs tremble at the sudden pleasure, making you grip the counter. "don't worry, i'm holding you" his low voice doesn't help but his grip around your waist tightens as he adds another finger thrusting into you without warning. your hips in rhythm to his fingers, barely keeping your mind from going insane as the sensation travels through your body.
you can feel him getting hard as it pressed up against your ass, pressing your ass back, rubbing against him. "so fucking needy, are we?" he groans. gripping your jaw he turns your head, smashing his lips on to your as he molds your lips with his. the kiss starts off slow and sweet "come here" he says as he pulls his fingers out, a small moan escaping your mouth as he turns you. gripping your thighs he lifts you up, you wrap your legs and arms around him quickly as you felt like you would fall if you didn't. before you could say anything in the matter of you almost busting your shit he begins you kiss you once more as he starts to walks.
you didn't have any sense of direction, your fingers gripped his locks as he sucked on your lips, the two of you tumble onto the bed, giving you a second of air as he pulls his phone out of his pocket, tossing it somewhere on the bed. he continues to kiss you until you began to push at his shoulder begging for air. "you're still bad at this" he says between the kiss.
"fuck off" you curse at him, while you pull away and gasp for air, he doesn't waste time leaving a trail of kisses down your neck, licking, sucking. your grip on his locks stays firm as his hand cups your breast over the dress. "are you sure you want this" his index finger takes hold of your strap trialing up until he reaches the bow
"hmm" he kisses your shoulder, annoyed that he kept asking you the same question every time you cup his face forcefully and kissed him, sucking his bottom lip. unable to stop the quiet moan rising in your throat as your tongues rolled against each other, as he caressed your thighs resting between them. your dress falling to your waist as you expose your bottom to him. "you're so gorgeous, have i told you that" just as he began pressing his lips against your neck, cleavage. his phone rang.
"fuck" he groans. sitting up, he picks up his phone scowling at the caller ID. "are you gonna answ-"
"fuck no" pressing his finger against the side he slides on the screen turning off his phone completely as he tosses it towards the ground, not caring if something happened to his screen. your heart was beating against your chest as you watch him hold the hem of his shirt as he pulls it over his head, getting rid of it.
thump , thump
gripping your thighs as he pulls you down from you leaning on your elbows, he pulls your underwear as you lift your hips. he pressed two fingers into you. gasping, whining, trying to buck your hips as to grind yourself into his hand but he grinned at your attempt "you want it that bad huh" he stopped moving.
"yoongi" you whine, catching your breath
"what"
"please" his dick twitched at your pleading voice, but he felt like teasing you. you were right, lately he had been stressed. and how does he deal with stress?
by having sex, but he didn't want it to be a quick fuck and feel good on his own. no, it was you this was different, but as he watched you squirm underneath him, your eyes tearing up with pleasure as your mouth was agape at every sudden move.
"Don't tempt me y/n, it's using every inch of me to not just fuck you right now"
"I don't want it to be too painful for you, but your pushing it. i don't usually put too much time into this part" what am I saying he tells himself, wanting to slap himself for the dumb shit that came out of his mouth but instead he curled his fingers inside you as his thumb rubbed circles over your clit. you gripped his shoulder, gripping your thighs hard he lowers his mouth to you.
"fuck" you breath hitched, gripping the bed sheets. he licks from your core to your clit, licking through your folds as he takes every last drop of you. swirling his tongue around your clit before sealing his lips and sucking hard.
your body jolts, hand covering your mouth your head tipped back. pulling your thighs he brings you closer to him, his eyes watching you as you lose your mind over his tongue. your thighs tense, twitching under his hands. lifting his head, you quickly pull him into a kiss, eager to kiss him. if someone asked you what part of yoongi you loved the most it would be his lips. you smile into the kiss, yoongi ignoring it but his heart still squeezed at the small gesture.
he quickly unties the two bows that laid on your shoulders and pulled your dress off of you.exposing your chest to the cool air, sending shivers down your back. his hands slid down from your arms until they reached your breasts, curling his hands around and giving it a tight squeeze, getting a small whimper from you.
he skillfully plays with your nipples between his fingers as he begins to grind his hips against yours. taking your nipples between his teeth as he tugs on it gently. "please... yoongi" you whine. he ignores you, his soft lips connected with your nipple, sucking on it tenderly, while his one hand starts to play with your other nipple; rubbing it, squeezing it, pulling it and pinching it.
"you like this hmm" he touches your folds, feeling how dripping wet you were "you like having your tits sucked by me" he teased. not expecting a verbal response from you as your back arched once his lips connected again to your nipple.
leaning back he watches as you lay beneath him a complete mess. he caresses your thighs as he stares at you for a bit "you tired?" he smirks, pinching your thigh making your body jolt.
"I thought you didn't like spending a lot of time at this" you spat.
"but seeing you like this, it was worth it" he kisses your forehead. you sit up, kissing him passionately. he smirks as you suck on his lips but soon groans as you palm him through his pants "fuck" he growls as he holds your hand "look at you, getting hard from just watching and kissing me. who's really the needy one" you grin.
"you got a lot to say when it's you who want's my dick" taking the opportunity your lips attack his jaw, trailing down to his neck leaving kisses along the way, sucking on his skin harshly.
you feel as his breath becomes hitched, kissing his adam apple as he swallows hard. holding your waist he lets you do what you want, waiting for you to finish having your fun. your hand makes it's way to his waistband, swiftly freed his hard cock from its containment.
you begin to feel annoyed as he didn't voice his pleasure as you had done under his touch. but you can sense a bit of reluctance when your fingers caressed his length, your thumb rubbed over the tip. a string of curse words left his mouth as you began to move your hand, his hand on top of yours as he helped your clumsiness.
retreating your hand once he lets go, he stands from the bed undressing completely as he walks to a bag that he had packed.
pulling out a black box he opens it, taking out the string of condoms he drops the box. bringing them all to back with him.
"all of them" your eyes widen, voicing your mind without wanting to. he laughs at the fear in your eyes. "slow down, babe" he shakes his head as he laughed.
giving himself a few pumps he begins to put on the condom as he gets back in his place between your legs. wanting to see what he'd say you hold his hand "and if we don't use one"
a grin appears on his face " i don't think you can handle me without one yet" you pout at his remark. letting go of his hand "you act as if you're that great"
"you'll see right now" he grabs your ankle, pulling you down as pulls your waist towards him. rubbing the tip of his cock as it gets coated with your wetness.
he feels your body tense beneath him and his eyes dart towards your face "you can't do that, relax" he caresses your thigh. you give him a small nod, swallowing hard before you take a deep breath.
spreading the lips of your pussy he rubs the tip against your clit. lining his cock to your entrance he barely manages to enter his tip before you grips his arms, your body tensing up again. he stops moving, kissing you slowly as he waits till he feels you relax a little to enter you a bit more. "deep breaths, y/n" he whispers to your ear as he grips your waist lifting it slightly higher angling himself better. "wait" you cry out, and he stops moving. staring at you, as both your chests raise and fall at the same rhythm "this is torture y/n, i promise once i'm completely in and we start then you'll feel better" he groans as your body twitched.
"ok"
"can i?"
you nod, he kisses you once more. not moving at all as his tongue sucks on yours. your arms wrapped around him as you pull him closer to you. with a swift move, he thrusts his hips forward entering you completely a moan of contentment left his lips.
you bit down on your lower lip at the sudden pain, watching how yoongi's eyes shut for a split second as he mutters a curse. "are you alright" he manages to say.
you nod slowly, he waits for a moment as you calm down. trying to keep himself sane, his body shivers at your hips moving. "fuck" he curses gripping your waist "it's fine" you whisper, eager to feel him move inside you. as much as he wanted to give you what he wanted, he couldn't help but kiss you deeply instead wanting you to memorize everything about this moment knowing he was going to.
he wanted you to remember how it felt to have him inside you, and wish you'd only ever want him, kissing you deeply once more he began to moving his hips against yours, in a slow motion. his dick throbs inside you as your walls clenched around him "your so fucking tight, you're making it hard for me not to ignore that it's your first time" he seethes through his teeth as he shuts his eyes.
"just do it" you begged, his slow movements had helped but the pain you felt was now subsiding with something else. your words snapped the last string of sanity he had, yoongi caught his breath, having reached his limits of patience. gripping your lips as he motioned you to wrap them around his waist giving him a better angle to thrust in deeper.
yoongi slid out of you, but soon thrusted into you again, your thighs quivering as you held onto his arms for support. droplets of sweat trickled down his forehead and soaked his long lashes. you drew him closer, he released a moan, moving with greater urgency. soon all the pain you had felt disappeared, all you could feel was pleasure sending shivers down your spine. moaning softly as your bodies, pressed together, pulsated wildly like a pair of drums.
your body burning feverishly as you began to rock your hips, wishing he'd give you a more intense pleasure and he understood. he hungrily takes your lips, as if to devour you. rubbing his tongue against yours.
"you're driving me crazy" mumbling to himself as he begins to thrust more deeply into you. already had filling you completely, yet he drove himself in deeper as if he were still unsatisfied. you could no longer comprehend his nor the words coming out from your mouth as he thrusted into her faster each time. you felt how you were so close, your walls clenching around him causing him to make swifter moves as he entered you.
"y-yoongi" you cried out. he grunts at your voice, pulling out of you only to plunge even deeper. your back arches as your head falls back. kissing your neck, licking then sucking he hums against your skin as he feels you cum all over his cock. your nails dig into his arm as you convulsed with pleasure. your body sending him over the edge before long, he reached his climax making you shudder as he continues to pound into you.
when yoongi finally eventually raised himself, you could see his lust filled eyes. and a part of you knew that he needed more. you lay as he sits back both of you catching your breath. you watching him remove the condom but he was hard again, standing from the bed as a groan escapes his mouth you suddenly grab his arm pulling him back.
catching him off guard, he pressing on the bed on one knee before he could fall on top of you "what's wrong? are you pain?" he asks, his eyes filled with concern
"where are you going" you ask quietly
"i'm gonna toss this out" he caresses your face, kissing your forehead, he gets up once more getting rid of the condom.
"yoongi"
"hmm" he answers, coming back to you. "you're still hard, did you no-"
"don't mind me, get up you have to go-" not wanting him to reject you, you pull him into a kiss once more, as you push your body back you bring him with you.
"fuck...I really want to go eas-"
"i didn't ask you to" you whine
"I haven't had sex ever since you started playin this game of yours, don't start something you won't be able to handle"
his eyes scanned your face, muttering a curse he abruptly grabs you, flipping you face down on the bed. before you could process what he was doing you hear him rip another condom and wasted no time as he rubbed his large, still-erect shaft against your opening. entering you before you could even speak you grip the bed sheets at the sensitivity of your insides due to your recent climax. he begins to move his hips after a moment of letting you adjust, pushing your legs apart with his knee he thrusts deeper making you fall flat on your stomach. his tip pounding into a particular part causing your back to arch.
"wait s-slow down"
"I told you not to start something" he whispers to your ear before kissing your back "y-yoongi, it feels so good" you cried out. your words not helping but rather causing him to quicken his pace as he thrusts his hips into you. you walls clench around him and in a moment you climaxed him following you.
as he pulled out of you, hearing your small whimpers he wished he had done it raw. wanting to feel you more, but he needed to control himself, he already did more than he told himself he would. as you laid on your back, your eyes closed as you felt your heart not calming down at all.
yoongi peppered you with gentle pecks as he brushed back your hair that stuck to your forehead due to the sweat. "Sorry I was harsh on you wasn't I" he kisses your cheek.
"No" you assure him, kissing him back.
you showered first, he ran around getting everything for you. going to his packed luggage to pull out a big shirt of his so you wouldn't have to wear something tight on your sensitive nips that he bit and sucked on.
after you returned to the bedroom you found him changing the bed sheets, he took a quick shower. "are you hungry" he walks into the room drying his hair with a towel.
"not really, what time even is it" you reach down picking up his phone that had landed by the night stand. checking the screen you see that the screen was in good shape and nothing had happened. turning the phone to yoongi who was leaning against the frame as he dried his hair looked uninterested in the condition the phone could be in. you begin to turn the phone on as you see him walk out of the room.
he walks into the kitchen, opening the bag of snacks you had packed and found a container filled with grapes and strawberries. grabbing two napkins he opens the container tossing the top into the sink as he makes way back to the room.
"you got 10 missed calls from you're dad, 5 missed calls from your mom and a shit load of messages" you show him his phone which he takes from your hand, placing it on the night stand. "here eat this, even if your not hungry" he grabs a grape, pressing it against your lips your reluctant to eat it at first which his brow raises in question.
opening your mouth slightly he pushes the grape in, as you begin to chew he eats one as well. walking around to the opposite side he gets in the bed. back up against the headboard as he picks up a strawberry this time which you had already taken the green stem from them earlier "here" he says, bitting the big strawberry to a smaller bite size. you smile at him, crawling up to him as you sit facing him. letting him feed you.
you both only ate to the middle of the container before his lips were all over yours once more. you were straddling him, his thumb brushed against the outline of your lips "should we not go to the trip" he says.
"you told them we would" which he shrugs in response as if saying he didn't give a shit.
you laugh at his response. "where even is my phone" you look around "my mom must've been calling me too, she thought we were coming" he then pulls you into a hug.
"she'll be fine"
"what you gonna tell my dad huh" you arch your brow at him, which he purses his lips in thought "that we couldn't make it cause I was too busy fucking his dau-" you slap his chest playfully as the two of you start laughing.
"we'll come up with an excuse when we have to cross that bridge" and as if they were hearing his phone rings, father written as the caller ID.
"speaking of the devil" he lifts the phone, answering it.
you could hear his dad clearly upset as he yelled from the other end. while yoongi in the other hand stared at you eyeing your body as he plays with the hem of his shirt which fell on your thighs. you had nothing but your underwear underneath.
the call continued, and all he did was listen as his hand caressed your thigh his thumb brushing against your skin.
suddenly, his hand stops and his jaw clenches. "i'm not interested, I told you" he says through clench teeth. you stare at him worried as he tilts his head back, letting out a long frustrated sigh. you then placed your hand on his naked chest, he didn't move at all as he continues to hear his father rant about something you couldn't make out. leaning into him you begin to kiss his neck making his body tense up as he lifts his head to face you he mouths cut it out
but you ignore him and continue to kiss and suck on his skin as he had done to you earlier. but he wasn't having it and pushes you back gently, grabbing a grape and pressing it into your lips as you take it in.
he laughs at your shock face, soon regretting it as you hear his dad yell once more. but you couldn't keep it in and laughed too.
he lets out a sigh "i'm with y/n, I couldn't go home cause she needed me for something" he grins, giving you thigh a good grip, your face blushing a pink color as he passes the phone to you.
"y/n, darling how you been" he exclaims
"i'm good, sorry i kept yoongi back" you shyly say into the phone, he automatically says it was fine and began to ask you how you were doing. you open your mouth to answer but you end up gasping as your feel yoongi grope your ass, his lips were against your clothed nipple as sucked through the shirt. "you're right" you say letting out a chuckle as you press your palm against his forehead pushing him away.
"yes, next time i'll make sure he goes home" you say goodbye, hanging up the phone "why" you glare at him.
"what" he shrugs "you can do it but I can't?" he scoffs
"you're something"
"and your gorgeous" he hugs you tightly. you both laid in the bed and talked about random things, or kissed. you never really thought he was the kissing type of guy and it made you wonder if he made all the other girls feel all jittery inside. did he lay in bed with them too just as we are now.
he watches you as you hug his waist, head on his arm. his hand caresses your cheek as he lifts your chin "what are you thinking about" he mumbles.
"nothing" you give him a small smile but he doesn't buy it "come on, tell me what is it"
"it's dumb"
"ok, let me be the one to tell you" he laughs as you try to move away from him, rolling your eyes. "i'm joking come on, come here" he manages to bring you back but only cause you let him. "we're you like this with them too" you mumble, hiding your face into this chest. he couldn't comprehend your words so he tried to pull you back and make you repeat it.
"just forget it, i'm overthinking shit" you whine.
"come on tell me" he whines back, mimicking you.
"fine, I said if you were like this with them too" your cheeks became a dark shade of red as you stared at him. he was confused, not really understanding. and why would he know what you meant right away, he was enjoying this. enjoying this moment with you, not thinking about anyones else but you.
"who?"
nibbling on your lip you speak up "all your other girls, eunju for example"
"If i'm meeting up to have sex then that's it" he sits up, annoyed that you brought her up again, not really understanding why she had to be brought up to begin with. you stared at him as if not believing his words.
"plus we're dating remember" either way, it's you. so how can I treat you coldly. he should of said but couldn't
his hand itched to touch your face and comfort you but you're next words stopped him from doing so.
"fake dating" you say, regretting instantly as his face twists with a emotion you had never seen.
