pairing | yoongi x reader

summary | a whole thing about yoongi kissing you and you kissing him and yeah

genre/warnings | it’s soft, intimate and a lil suggestive but nothing crazy

words | 942

note | started thinking about this and then had to write it down and then one thing led to another and i’m so so sorry in advance

There’s something about the way Yoongi delicately holds your face in his hands before kissing you.

It’s always soft despite the touch of his calloused fingertips on your skin. Yoongi takes a light breath and stares into your eyes intently, waiting for your approval before slowly leaning in, inch by inch. It’s calm even when he doesn’t want it to be, soothing to your senses just before they catch fire. 

It’s predictable, but never boring. You know exactly what’s coming when he hums your name in a low, almost inaudible voice. Or when he softly nudges you, turning your body to his so you’re face to face. Or when he covers your back with his torso and leaves a small giggle on the curve of your neck before his arms encircle your middle. You just know.

jimin x reader genre: fluff word count: 2.5K

a/n: Hi lovelies! Here we go with Jimin and Dear!!!!! This takes place the night Jimin and Dear meet up with Tae and Peaches in “Wait, I’m nervous.” It’s just Jimin and Dear being soft for their friends and each other. I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading! :)) 

HAND in hand, you and Jimin walked from your parked car toward the diner, only about twenty minutes late which was pretty typical for you two. The night air was just chilly enough to cast a pink hue on Jimin’s plush cheeks, making him look extra adorable as he breathed out with a shiver.

Feeling your eyes on him, he looked to you, smiling at you bashfully. “Hmm?” He hummed in question, you shaking your head.

“You’re just so pretty,” you told him nonchalantly, directing your gaze forward as Jimin continued staring at you.

Suddenly, his lips were pressed against your cheek in a series of affectionate kisses before he mumbled, “thank you, Dear,” against your face.

“What’s our excuse for being late?” You asked, looking toward him, only for him to cock his head in confusion.

“What do you mean? Traffic?” He asked, not sure why you would lie when you genuinely did just get stuck in traffic… this time.

“Well, are we trying to keep up with the newlyweds?” You asked, referring to Taehyung and your best friend, Jimin laughing against your side. “If so, we should lie and say we were in the throes of passion,” you joked, Jimin giggling adorably.

“Why are you acting like we’re some old married couple? We haven’t even been together for two years, you dork,” he pointed out through a breathy laugh, you smiling in amusement.

“Are we not an old married couple?” You asked, Jimin throwing his head back in laughter. “It’s been a wild not quite two years, I just think we need to show them we still got it,” you joked, your boyfriend shaking his head as he leaned toward you, pressing a kiss to your temple.

“We do still got it, Dear, do I need to remind you of that?” He flirted, shooting you a suggestive smirk with his eyebrow raised, you biting your lip.

SUMMARY: Eight times Min Yoongi tells you he loves you 

PAIRING: yoongi/reader

GENRE: idol au, friends to lovers au • fluff/implied smut 

WORD COUNT: 5k

WARNINGS: light makeout sessions, inspired by R. McKinley’s “8 Ways To Say I Love You” 

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i. when he gets a little too drunk and calls you

The first time he lets those three damn little words escape his mouth, he had been drunk—swimming in the courage that could only be ignited by alcohol. The alcohol had been brought forth by Taehyung as a celebratory congratulations for another successful comeback. The guys had all figured what the hell, they deserved this break, even if the freedom that comes with downing shots only lasts so long, everyone jumped at the chance to let loose for a little while. At least, until the sun rises with the promise of a new day.

Yoongi loses count after his fifth shot, the night slowly blending into shared laughter, jokes, crude memories, and conversations about the short existence of human life. Jimin and Jungkook had drunk lots more than Yoongi—and Yoongi had downed a lot—and the pair of younger boys appear to be having a private conversation of their own. Hoseok is knocked out on the couch. Yoongi barely hears something about pigeons and black holes, before he dismisses himself out of the living room and into the hallway.

He can hear Taehyung, Jin, and Namjoon in another room, laughing over the sound of what could be a video game. Barely paying attention to any of that, Yoongi lazily manages to reach for the phone in his back pocket as he stops in the middle of the hallway to dial the only seven digits he’ll ever bother to memorize.

updated. August 15, 2020.

newest:  

☁ ⇾ “You know that I would ruin myself over and over again for you.” 

☁ ⇾ “I didn’t think you’d care if I came back.” (+fluff)

❃ ⇾ “You’re always going to be enough, Kid.” (+angst)

here is the masterlist for my long term Yoongi couple. drabbles are listed in chronological order. (ongoing).

[ key. ❃ ⇾ fluff; ☁ ⇾ angst; ☆ ⇾ smut ]

❃ ⇾ “You know, in Casablanca he lets the girl go.”

❃ ⇾ “You’re a honey boy.”

❃ ⇾ “You just want to get back to your Zuko fan fiction.”

❃ ⇾ “You should kiss a girl before you leave.”

❃ ⇾ “If I came and picked you up right now, would you like to go somewhere with me?” 

☆ ⇾ “Why would you have the condoms clear across the room from the bed?” (+fluff)

☁ ⇾ “I thought you left.” (+fluff; light smut)

☁ ⇾ “You know that I would ruin myself over and over again for you.” 

☁ ⇾ “I didn’t think you’d care if I came back.” (+fluff)

❃ ⇾ “You’re always going to be enough, Kid.” (+angst)

❃ ⇾ “It’s a story for the grandkids.”

❃ ⇾ “I have no idea how to tie this, so here’s a clip-on.”

☁ ⇾ “I can’t eat my cup of noodles because the microwave is an asshole.” (+fluff)

❃ ⇾ “Baby, it’s a goddamn Christmas song.”

❃ ⇾ “Whatever you want, kid.” (New Year’s Eve drabble)

❃ ⇾ “You look like Medusa.”

☁ ⇾ “You’re an idiot, but you’re my idiot.” (+fluff)

❃ ⇾ “I already have you and a cupcake. What more could I possibly need?”

❃ ⇾ “If your plan was to seduce me upon arrival, it’s working.”

❃ ⇾ “I love you more than coffee.” 

☆ ⇾ “Keep it cute, Min. I’m not fucking you in the dorm shower.” (+fluff; crack)

☆ ⇾ “Yes, your socks are cute, but I’m trying to get your pants off, Kid.” (+fluff)

❃ ⇾ “You do know you’re not actually a grandpa, right, Min?”

❃ ⇾ “Are you going to kiss me or keep staring?” (+suggestive)

· Jeon Jeongguk x reader, fluff, allusions to smut (sort of ?)

· Word count: 613

· Date posted: 12 July 2020

· A/n: Since everyone (me included) thinks that guk is the type to giggle and smile in the middle of kissing

Sweat drips down your temple, rolling over your jawbone and onto the sheets when Jeongguk traps you underneath him again. His legs entangled with yours, hands wrapped tightly around each of your own, and damp chocolate locks of hair hanging over your forehead.

“Guk,” his name falls from your lips as a whine, desperation lightly outlining your tone. The arrogant smirk lining his own lips tells you that he loves teasing you just as much as it seems, bouncy laughs filling the air.

Your foot softly hits the bed in frustration, bouncing off the blanketed plush, another mewl of protest leaving your mouth. He giggles again when you squirm, your fingers wriggling with his.

“What do you want baby?” He teases breathily, soft pink spreading up his neck and cheeks. You roll your eyes when he doesn’t move at all, a fond smile curving his lips upward.

pairing | jungkook x reader

summary | your hands get warm when you’re sleepy and he notices it + spending the night with this lovely boy

genre/warnings | fluff enough to warm your heart and your hands too maybe?

words | 1,216

note | ok so jungkook just looks like he has the warmest hands am i right

“Your hands are always so cold.”

It’s maybe the second or third time he mentions it to you in the past few weeks. Jungkook brings it up casually, sometimes like it’s nothing and sometimes with a look of concern – almost as if, with that, he’s also asking if you’re cold and need a blanked or a hoodie.

pairing | yoongi x reader

summary | yoongi being cute before going to bed because you ask him about the way he sleeps when you’re not together

genre/warnings | short fluffy fluff

words | 666 god help me

note | you know how yoongi sleeps like that™

“You know, I was wondering,” you start slowly, looking at him from the bathroom door frame. There’s a little bit of extra moisturizer in your hands and you press them together before working it on your wrists.

Yoongi looks up at you with tired eyes after a few heartbeats, disconnected from the iPad screen after many minutes of being completely focused on a synthesizer review. He blinks a few times without further reaction and patiently waits for you to continue, eyes traveling back and forth from your hands to your face.

a/n: this is the last and final drabble for the bts bubble tea date series!! thank you all so much for supporting me and this series!! your incredibly sweet comments and feedback have made my heart very happy and warm:((( thank you to my sweet mutuals for supporting me and encouraging me to keep writing! i love you all to the moon and back!!!

genre: fluff, tooth-rooting fluff, slightly cheesy (you’ve been warned) 

word count: 100+

rating: g (for all audiences)

dedicated to these angels: @softguks @sketchguk @sweetheartjeongguk @jungkooksmoon @moonbeamjk @jksmoongf @gukwluv @gguksbby @gguksgalaxy @lomlkook @kookscrescent @koosgrl @kooksmos @guktual @artjjk @jeonify @guksheart @onherwings @utopiajeon @swanqook@jeonangels @cherryjk @sweetpeajeon @lovejeons​ @jinsjjk @jjksangel @gukkism​ @jeonsdear @jeonsbun @kookswife and all of my jungkook biased mutuals, i love you all so so so so so so so much and i hope you all enjoy this drabble!

“Are you seriously sleeping right now?”

The way Yoongi had spoken those words in utter disbelief had you opening your eyes in no time — still being too stunned to form any kind of coherent sentence, yet managing to shake your head slightly to deny the obvious fact of you having indeed dozed off for a couple of minutes there.

“Yah, I let you choose the movie only for you to fall asleep not even fifteen minutes in?” he called you out with pouty lips.

Not being able to hold back a light laugh, you wrapped your arms around his arm, burying your face deeper against your comfortable spot on his shoulder. “It’s not my fault you’re so comfy”.

Although he rolled his eyes, he couldn’t help but smile at the cozy sight of you. It was this kind of moments with you he enjoyed the most; when it was just the two of you doing nothing but be in each other’s company. No worries, no high expectations of having a good time. Just the two of you indeed having a good time in the quietness of his place.

Even when you were falling asleep right next to him.

“Should I turn it off and we head to bed instead?” he wondered, instinctively pulling you closer by gently wrapping his arm around your figure.

“No” you mumbled tiredly — feeling butterflies in your stomach when his fingers ran ever so tenderly through your hair. “I chose the movie, I’m making it through it”.

He chuckled almost inaudibly — his shoulders faintly moving up and down, the way they did whenever he laughed wholeheartedly, being the ones to let you know he had found amusement in your determination.

“That’s the least you can do after having begged me all day to let you to choose it” his condescending words earned a pinch on his arm from you, taking advantage of your hands being still wrapped around it to let him know you did not appreciate his words.

“It was my turn” you pouted, tilting your head up just enough for your eyes to meet his. “You choose it all the time”.

“Well, I let you pick it this time and you ended up falling asleep, so...”

“That means nothing” your pout grew bigger, trying your best to remain whiny and not give in to the laugh that was threatening with escaping your mouth any second.

However, your whiny ways were soon replaced with anticipation the moment one of his hands went up to your face — gently cupping your cheek as his thumb traced your bottom lip.

“W-What are you doing?” you stuttered.

Yoongi shook his head like it was nothing, letting out a small huff at the sight of your tempting mouth before his eyes travelled back to yours. “You look so cute when you’re all pouty”.

Any other time, you would’ve freaked out. Not because he was your best friend and you felt uncomfortable by both his words and actions, but because he was your best friend you were in love with and you could not feel any more flustered right then.

Nevertheless, in that very moment, you didn’t. Maybe you were still too sleepy to properly react, or maybe you were just done beating around the bush. Whatever it was, you did the exact opposite of freaking out — your hands undoing their hold on his arm and going up to grab his face instead, feeling him choke in a breath when your thumbs were the ones to trace his bottom lip this time.

“Look who’s talking,” you chuckled. “The guy whose pout makes me wanna risk it all whenever I see it”.

Yoongi huffed, trying with everything in him not to show you the effect you had on him. Instead, he caused the heat to reach your face when you caught on the way his gaze travelled repeatedly from your mouth to your eyes — both his hands now cupping your face, and his thumbs tickling your bottom lip as they faintly traced over it.

“Well, your pout makes me wanna...”

Your now desperate eyes snapped up to meet his for a brief second when he cut his own words off mid-sentence.

“It makes you wanna what?” you whispered, aching for him to go on.

“It makes me...”

Not feeling able to finish that sentence under your piercing stare, and most definitely not feeling like he could take any other second without feeling your mouth against his, he decided to show you instead.

So, tilting your chin up just enough for you to properly face him, he leaned in until your lips touched.

The way his soft ones opened ever so slightly to later suck on your bottom one, could easily get you addicted to his kisses in a matter of time — that if you were not already just by that small taste you were getting of them right then.

“Shall we go back to watch the movie I chose now?” you couldn’t help but tease him once you had paused to catch your breaths yet your lips were still faintly touching, feeling a smile of his starting to curve up. “I mean, watching it is the least I can do after begging you all day, so...”

Yoongi rolled his eyes, planting one last kiss to your mouth before he pulled away to face the movie displaying in front. “Such a tease”.

gif not mine

~ Pairing : Min Yoongi x Reader

~ Summary : Both of you aren’t the best at taking care of yourselves. But when it comes to taking care of each other, you’re practically experts. It’s a soft world you live in sometimes. 

Established relationship. (ft. Namjoon)

~ Word Count : 1,180

~ A/N : YEEHONK LADIES!! YEE👏FUCKING👏HONK👏!! if possible, this is somehow bigger fluff let it be known that i love min yoongi with my whole heart he was my first bias of anything ever and yeAh it just be like that sometimes k k. shout out to namjoon for being like the super cool-est dude, jk knows what i’m talking about. ALSO i know the gif doesn’t match the hair colour in the fic/title but he looks so sOft don’t @ me.

big BIG thank you to @domjaehyun​, @yoonsgiggle​, @softseunies​, @taetaespeaches​ and @prettywordsyouleft​ for all their help and advice and general niceness and talent, you guys are REAL, you might not remEmber me but just know that you have one very grateful gal on your hands yikes

i’d love to hear feedback! spread the love, y'all!

masterlist (which now has TWO(2!!!) items) in my description!

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You key in the code to the genius lab and wait for the tiny light to turn green before you slowly push the door open, juggling your backpack and the cover filled with food in your arms.

He doesn’t notice you entering the room, faced away, the back of his now dirty blonde hair ruffled with that post-snapback mess and shoulders hunched. He is intently focused on the screen, one hand on the keyboard next to him and the other clicking away rapidly at the multiple programs that he has open. Namjoon’s sitting next to him, pen in hand, tapping at the notebook that’s open in front of the both of them. 

They’re frustrated, you can tell. Ten hours in the same room will do that to any person.

You can faintly hear the low thrum of deep, unfamiliar bass beats flowing out of the headphones. To your admittedly biased ear, it already sounds like a hit.

pairing | yoongi x reader

genre/warnings | literally how can giving a bath to yoongi have any warnings except for it’s 100% fluff and i’m 100% soft

words | 2,576

note | i had this idea and i’m sorry in advance oh man

Your head instinctively turns.

The TV is on. You’re sitting down with your legs close to your body when you hear a sharp noise coming from the door. You know it all too well – it’s Yoongi’s keychain hitting the wooden door with the many other keys he just has to carry around with him.

From the moment he walks through the door, you know it’s been one of those days. His hair is sticking to his forehead a little bit and he’s carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. Even more so than usual.

It’s that time of the year again. Deadlines are almost here.

SERIES MASTERLIST:

Veil

completed

As a successful songwriter, you want nothing more than the acknowledgment that the chart-topping musical pieces are your own creations. But contracts, relationships, and the difficulty of facing the stakes involved head on, keep your mouth shut until pressure builds too much. 

Pairing(s):

Park Jimin x Y/N

Min Yoongi x Y/N

chapter twenty; finale.

masterlist link in blog description.

As a successful songwriter, you want nothing more than the acknowledgment that the chart-topping musical pieces are your own creations. But contracts, relationships, and the difficulty of facing the stakes involved head on, keep your mouth shut until pressure builds too much.

Pairing(s): Park Jimin x Y/N, Min Yoongi x Y/N

disclaimer: any characters depicted do not represent the actual personality of the respected idol in real life.

Series warning(s)/genre(s): Chapter-based written fic, Slow-burn relationship(s), Fake-dating, Unrequited love, Songwriter/producer!oc, idol!Jimin, idol/songwriter/producer!Yoongi, friends with benefits, drama, romance, smut, angst, fluff (updated as needed)

Chapter warning(s): none.

Word count: 5558

if you enjoy please, please let me know!

“SoundWave Disclosed” trends within an hour the article releases. Briefly mentioning Jimin cracking the company’s glass by his brash statement in front of the most popular summer festival, the reporter you spoke with made sure to leave no detail forgotten. Like a proper interview, the article is not focused on literary conjecture, but instead the words you said verbatim. Unaltered, remorseless, and eloquently you state the bigger picture of the truth.

“When I think back on it all now, I’m angry at myself. I’m angry that I didn’t give my efforts the value they deserved by giving away my name. I shouldn’t have ever allowed myself to lie, but when I wanted to tell the truth, so many other careers were held over my head to keep me quiet. Either way I went wouldn’t be painless, but at least now people can decide for themselves what they think of me with the facts out in the open.”

You look at the public’s commentary with this reveal. Wanting to face the results head on, regardless of positivity, you scroll through various feeds, peruse videos, let the words find you in the height of spreading smoke. Wandering through the volume of opinions blindly, you believe it easier to find your way about when this article is unabashedly your perspective.

chapter nineteen

masterlist link in blog description.

As a successful songwriter, you want nothing more than the acknowledgment that the chart-topping musical pieces are your own creations. But contracts, relationships, and the difficulty of facing the stakes involved head on, keep your mouth shut until pressure builds too much.

Pairing(s): Park Jimin x Y/N, Min Yoongi x Y/N

disclaimer: any characters depicted do not represent the actual personality of the respected idol in real life.

Series warning(s)/genre(s): Chapter-based written fic, Slow-burn relationship(s), Fake-dating, Unrequited love, Songwriter/producer!oc, idol!Jimin, idol/songwriter/producer!Yoongi, friends with benefits, drama, romance, smut, angst, fluff (updated as needed)

Chapter warning(s): jimin redemption arc?… have y’all heard of that song… Promise..? yeah.

Word count: 5324

if you enjoy please, please let me know!

The company garage contains a normal amount of vehicles for the time of the day, and practically no one in sight as you and Yoongi reach his Audi. With his hand untangling from yours to find the keys in his pocket, you use both appendages to rub your face and muffle a loud groan into the skin. The electrical clicking of the car unlocking sounds as Yoongi turns back to face you, eyebrows perked.

“It’s catching up with you?” He asks though it sounds more like a comment. You just nod your head, still covering the majority of your face as the conversation plays over and over. Yoongi’s head tilts also thinking back upon the situation, and frankly not finding any of what you told Yerin wrong. Taehyung’s likely to get unnerved behind chuckles when he hears about the potential contract troubles you intend to land yourself into, but Yoongi completely respects the method to break free of the whole ordeal.

No matter what, SoundWave is not going to budge on their side. He imagines they’re willing to take the secret to the grave without ever leaning for a second in the direction of your favor. Though the risk to your reputation is high, Yoongi understands the current view perception you have in the public is not good already anyways. At least with this method there exists a greater likelihood of you being recognized as the victim Yerin made you into, and not the issue she tries to manipulate the world into seeing.

chapter eighteen

masterlist link in blog description.

As a successful songwriter, you want nothing more than the acknowledgment that the chart-topping musical pieces are your own creations. But contracts, relationships, and the difficulty of facing the stakes involved head on, keep your mouth shut until pressure builds too much.

Pairing(s): Park Jimin x Y/N, Min Yoongi x Y/N

disclaimer: any characters depicted do not represent the actual personality of the respected idol in real life.

Series warning(s)/genre(s): Chapter-based written fic, Slow-burn relationship(s), Fake-dating, Unrequited love, Songwriter/producer!oc, idol!Jimin, idol/songwriter/producer!Yoongi, friends with benefits, drama, romance, smut, angst, fluff (updated as needed)

Chapter warning(s): physical confrontation as well as mob mentality in that there’s a small group verbally harassing OC in a scene; nothing gets too severe, but the repetitive badgering could make some uncomfortable. OC speaking her mind a lot.

Word count: 6057

if you enjoy please, please let me know!

On weekdays Namjoon’s cafe is generally flocked with business workers in the early morning. An inconspicuous assortment of people walking in only long enough for a to-go order to be acquired before they whisk back out the doors in their commute. With the constant flow and few amounts of people that sit down to chat and relax, you choose it as the location to meet with the leader of a girl group from SoundWave you were quite fond of.

Through a series of overly polite texts, she requested a chat to catch up, and you have a feeling there’s more to it than that. You stir your coffee with the straw, watching the ice go in a circle over and over, while contemplating what the other thing she wants to discuss is. There’s no reason for her to want to wake up before her schedule just to catch up, especially not when her group will start promotion for a comeback at the beginning of the next month.

You have an inkling of why she’s going out of her way, but a large part of you hopes to be wrong. You want to assume you left the artists you worked with with a better image than the one swarming around in your head due to sensitivity. If you’re wrong, it would make you happier, and if you are right you are not sure how you will take her opinion.

chapter seventeen

masterlist link in blog description.

As a successful songwriter, you want nothing more than the acknowledgment that the chart-topping musical pieces are your own creations. But contracts, relationships, and the difficulty of facing the stakes involved head on, keep your mouth shut until pressure builds too much.

Pairing(s): Park Jimin x Y/N, Min Yoongi x Y/N

disclaimer: any characters depicted do not represent the actual personality of the respected idol in real life.

Series warning(s)/genre(s): Chapter-based written fic, Slow-burn relationship(s), Fake-dating, Unrequited love, Songwriter/producer!oc, idol!Jimin, idol/songwriter/producer!Yoongi, friends with benefits, drama, romance, smut, angst, fluff (updated as needed)

Chapter warning(s): quite a bit of unsettling/paranoia themes around the middle of the chapter (again in regards to stalking from fans). Also, some making out that alludes to more after it ! 

Word count: 5481

if you enjoy please, please let me know!

Headlines of multiple news sites, trending hashtags, and seemingly hundreds of threads in online forums center around the topic that goes viral the day after. With SoundWave wasting no time to act subtly, choosing to take a blunt rebuttal of the independent release of music, they announce a separation of SUGA from the label. Without offering much other than the central reasoning in the official statement attributing a lack of loyalty, and openly rebellious attitude in the way of involving his personal relationships into his music without consent of the company, Yoongi’s public reputation takes a giant strike.

The primary attitude of his fanbase is startled confusion, as is similarly the feelings of pop culture commenters, who all agree that this action made by SoundCloud seems incredibly rash considering how high of status the title SUGA has in the music industry. A threshold of rumors contaminate social websites, all trying to gauge underlying motivations for the company’s decision to completely drop Min Yoongi from the label, feeling like there has to be more words each side could make but holds back.

With slowly passing weeks of conversation stirring faster from the sensationalized wonder that accumulates in the silence of both involved parties, fandoms grow impatient. A future tour scheduled to begin early next year is obviously squashed, and the subtle hints of new music thrown far from any burner of focus. Worry holds a multitude of loyal fans who are eager for clarification from their favorite idol, but no answers are clearly given. Blurry images of Yoongi to and from SoundWave only serve to prove that there are talks going on, especially when sightings of him and Taehyung begin growing consistent as well as thought to be moving vans relocating assumed sound equipment.

chapter sixteen

masterlist link in blog description.

As a successful songwriter, you want nothing more than the acknowledgment that the chart-topping musical pieces are your own creations. But contracts, relationships, and the difficulty of facing the stakes involved head on, keep your mouth shut until pressure builds too much.

Pairing(s): Park Jimin x Y/N, Min Yoongi x Y/N

disclaimer: any characters depicted do not represent the actual personality of the respected idol in real life.

Series warning(s)/genre(s): Chapter-based written fic, Slow-burn relationship(s), Fake-dating, Unrequited love, Songwriter/producer!oc, idol!Jimin, idol/songwriter/producer!Yoongi, friends with benefits, drama, romance, smut, angst, fluff (updated as needed)

Chapter warning(s): mentions of anxiety/nervousness. Yoongi going through quite a bit ) :

Word count: 5826

if you enjoy please, please let me know!

“Wow, it didn’t take you long to get here.” Yoongi says as he steps back to open the door wider. You nod your head, entering inside,

“I was already in the car with Jin, and there’s not really much traffic right now.” You rub your hands together, paying particular attention to let your thumbs meddle with the individual fingers. The front door shuts with a click and an electronic beep to indicate it’s properly secure. Your eyes remain fixed towards the floor, mulling over the different things he could want to tell you.

“Were you going somewhere with him after seeing him and Namjoon at the cafe?” Yoongi’s voice is normal, a casual inquisitiveness like he hadn’t mentioned a conversation that needs to happen not even half an hour earlier. His hand finds your back with a tiny nudge to lead you towards the couch just like the day before and any other time you’ve ended up at his place for one reason or another. Despite the multitude of armchairs framing the living space, it’s been natural to sit beside one another as you do now.