HOME: The Wedding
•Summary: Min Yoongi meets his forever.
•Warning: Smut.
“What time is it?” Yoongi groaned turning over in bed after you walk back into the bedroom.
“It’s 5,” you replied around your tooth brush rushing back into the bathroom after grabbing a hair clip off your dresser.
“In the morning?? Come back to bed,” he groggily pleaded.
“I’m already running late.” You quickly rinsed your mouth and grabbed your keys then made your way back to Yoongi’s side of the bed.
“Yoon,” you lightly shook his sleepy form. “We haven’t explicitly talked about this but you know my parents are attending, right?”
“Yeah,” he sat up.
“I can explain to them if you’re not ready to meet them.”
Yoongi grabbed your hand and gave a little squeeze. “I’m ready to meet them jagi. I know how much it would mean to you so it means a lot to me.”
“They’re saving a seat for you next to my mother. I’ll see you over at the venue. Please remember to grab my things with you?” A quick kiss and you were on your way to get glammed you for your best friend’s big day. Hair and makeup went by quickly and getting dressed was a breeze.
“Y/n?” Sara called for you to the she was getting ready in.
“You look so stunning,” you complimented. You have her an assuring nod knowing she had a lot on her mind.
“Remind me? You know..” looking right into your eyes she hoped you knew exactly what she meant. Of course you knew.
“Deep breath?” You asked and she obeyed. “You deserve good things. You are not your past. Your past will not determine your future. You deserve love. Can you repeat for me?”
Sara took a shaky breath. “I deserve good things. I am not my past. My past will not determine my future. I deserve love.” Sara exhaled deeply and collected herself. Coming from a broken home took its toll early in her life making her wary of being in serious relationships but she has come a long way.
“Are my girls ready?” Your father approached you. Sara shook her head giving a few more deep breaths before taking his arm.
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“You’ll be fine Yoon,” you tried convincing him. “I’ve told them enough about you so they’re looking forward to this.” Yoongi found you after the ceremony You waited for your parents to be free after taking a few photos with Sara.
“And if they don’t like me?”
“They will,” you moved in for a kiss when you heard their voices approaching.
“Mom and dad this is Yoongi. Yoongi these are my parents Jonathon and Katherine.”
Yoongi bowed. “Very nice to meet you too.”
“You’ve been taking care of my daughter?”
“Y-yes sir. I’ve been doing my best to be a source of support for her.”
“Let’s talk over some drinks.” Your father sling an arm over his shoulder and walked him over to the bar.
“Should I be worried?” You looked on at the two men.
“No sweetie. Give them two to three drinks and maybe. It really shouldn’t be that bad since we can’t stay for long.”
“What? What do you mean I thought you guys were staying for a few days.”
“The office scheduled your father to perform a surgery in a few days and he has to be back home just in case there’s any sort of emergency.”
Dinner went by and the dancing started with the party going on well into the night. Your stepped in to fill the role of the father in the father daughter tm dance that finally had Sara shedding tears. There were even more tears between you and Sara when you had to say goodbye to your parents. Yoongi and Chungjae both stood to your sides waiting to comfort you.
“Come dance with me?” Yoongi urged you and you sullenly agreed. “Is there anything I can do?” You nodded your head resting on his chest for the slow song.
“I’m fine Yoon.”
“And you’re lying,” you felt the vibrations through his chest from his laugh.
“I’ll be fine. As fun as this day has been it’s been extremely, extremely long. I can’t wait to go home.”
“I can’t wait to take you home and get you out of that dress.” He pressed a kiss to your shoulder blade.
“Being home sounds amazing. A nice hot shower and getting straight into bed.”
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“Yoongi,” you moaned at the feel of his mouth nipping along your neck. You felt his erection right against your inner thigh. His hand went from grabbing your ass to slowly making his way right to your center where he ran his fingers up and down your slit. He cradled your face with his free hand resting against your chin. His thumb caressed your lips when you greedily took it into your mouth sucking on it harshly. You loved the way his dick twitched in response.
“Fuck Y/n,” he took no time at all to turn you around and laid a slap against your ass cheek and you bit your lip in anticipation. “Is this what you want, hmm?” Another slap across your ass.
“Please baby I want to feel you in me,” you squirmed until Yoongi slid himself around your entrance. He smirked as he laid another smack to your ass.
“Work for your orgasm,” he breathed out huskily.
Without another moment going by you did as instructed backing up into him as you felt every achingly good inch go into you. Deciding to play his game you moved slow at first but didn’t take him in fully, always stopping shy of him bottoming out. You rolled your hips backing into him for a few minutes before he grew frustrated with your agonizing pace.
His left hand rested on your waist he grabbed your leg up and around him with his free hand and carefully but firmly thrusted up into you. “I’m close,” he croaked out. He didn’t let you reply when his hand came around to find your clit rubbing you into ecstasy. You were in the middle of your orgasm as you felt the tell tale signs of Yoongi coming.
Yoongi soon released you to turn you around to hug you once again. The shower stream gently hit his back as he left soft kissing in the crook of your neck.
