420themanbehindtheslaughter69 - Bleach

𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚

I have just been sad recently and feeling like shit so enjoy this. I am not romanticizing depression and all that jazz, but i've been feeling like shit and I want Taehyung to comfort me rn.

Genre: fluff, angst(not really)

Pairing: Taehyung x sad! Gender neutral! reader

Au: (very affectionate) best friends to lovers

Warnings: mentions of being suicidal, Taehyung is trying to comfort the reader, reader is literally sad for no reason but for a reason at the same time, spicy(?), swear words

I sit in the corner of my room with a pair of sweats and a hoodie. My headphones are turned up loud to block out the sound of my family having fun in the other room.

Maybe I should try playing Among Us? No, none of my friends want me. They all hate me so why do I even try. I should just end it all, nobody would care that i'm gone anyway.

Just as I was lost in thought, and on the verge of tears, my mom opens the door. I pause my music and take my headphones out. "Sweetie. Your friend is here." I stare at her, emotionless. She walks away and Taehyung comes in and closes the door.

He sits next to me and says nothing. Even though he's just wearing a grey jacket, white shirt, and black sweatpants, he's still beautiful. "Are you okay?"

Those words. Those damn words.

I burst into tears causing Taehyung to jump and wrap his arms around me. I sob into his shoulder, leaving a dark wet mark on his jacket. He rubs my back and rocks us back and forth. I grab a hold of the zippers on his jacket, desprately trying to pull him closer. "Everything is going wrong." I weep, causing him to hold onto me tighter. "What's going wrong, baby? Please tell me, what's going wrong." I shake my head at him trying his hardest to comfort me.

"Everyone hates me. I hate myself. I don't want to suffer anymore. Tae, I'm done with everything." I finally snuck my arms around his waist, gripping at his white shirt. Taehyung held onto me while I cried allowing me to calm down. He keeps his arms around me and runs his fingers through my hair. "Nobody hates you, y/n. In fact, I love you so much. You are my best friend and I don't want to lose you. Don't give up please."

I pull away from him and use my sleeves to wipe my tears. "I'm sorry Tae for soiling your jacket." I sniffle, trying to change the subject. "You're okay, no need to apologize." He stands up and holds his hand out. "Come on, let's go." I tilt my head to the side to show my confusion. I hestitantly take his hand and we leave my house, going to his car. "Tae, where are we going?" I say, wiping any extra tears. He starts the car and buckles himself.

"It's a surprise." He smiles and starts driving. I roll my eyes and look out the window. During the drive, we sit in a comfortable silence. I close my eyes, and drift off to sleep.

"Hey wake up. We're here." Taehyung shakes me awake. My eyes slowly open and I look at his smiling face. I nod and unbuckle my seat belt. We both exit the car and I look around. "You really just.. You really drove all the way out here and for what?" I look at him while he smiles and puts his hands in his pockets. He drove me two miles away from my house, to the park we met at. I was staying with my friend m/f/n (male friend name) and we decided to go for a walk in the dark. Taehyung and Jimin were on the swings. He decided we should go talk to the boys on the swings.

"Because I love you. When I got the call from your mom that you were sad, I knew exactly what I needed to do." Tears start to form in my eyes and he walks towards me. He places one hand on my hip and the other on my cheek, wiping away fallen tears. Taehyung slowly leans in and I meet him halfway.

I close my eyes and try to pull myself closer to him. The warmth coming from his body comforts my cold one. He smiles against the kiss before pulling away. He rests his forehead on mine and holds my waist with both his hands. "I love you, y/n. I love you so much." My cheeks start to heat up and I give him a quick peck. "I love you too, Tae. I love you more than anything." He smiles again giving me a big hug.

I've always love his hugs. He's always so warm and comforting. He pulls away and grabs my hand, leading me towards the playground. We climb up onto the overhang and stare up at the sky. "I remember you, me, m/f/n, and Jimin were up here and you were trying your hardest to point out the different stars, but couldn't see the stars and remember the names." I giggle, as he wraps his arm around me.

"That's such a random thing to be able to remember." I cuddle into him, and he rubs my shoulder. "Can you tell me some of the stars and constelations now?" He looks at me with dilated pupils. It's either because it's dark or he really does love me. I smile and leave a quick kiss on his lips before looking up at the pitch black sky again.

"See those three stars? That's Orion's belt," I point up at the sky and he nods, "See those seven stars right there?"

"Yeah, I see them, kinda."

"Those are the seven sisters. Orion fell in love with the seven sisters and basically stalks them." I inform him, causing him to smile. "That's really creepy." Taehyung laughs kisses my head. "See that bright star?" Taehyung nods again. "That's actually not a star. That's Jupiter."

"Really? I always thought that was just a really bright star. How can you tell?" My heart starts to pound a heavier than before. Does he really care or is he just pretending like everyone else does?

"Well, if you look at stars, they kind of look as if they're changing colour. That's them 'twinkling' I guess. If you look at Jupiter, it's not twinkling." He makes and 'ah' sound to show understanding. Idoubt he actually cares, but being here with him and talking about space is better than being at home locked away in my room, crying.

"You're incredibly special, you know that? Like in a good way. It's really cute how you can just tell me all these things about space." I giggle at his compliment. "You're literally so precious, Tae. I'm such a shit person, why is the world suddenly trying to reward me after punishing me?" I sit up, to stop myself from crying again. "Maybe because you're not a shit person. You are literally such a sweet and kind person, it almost seems impossible for you to exist." He sits up next to me and I look at him.

He leans in again for a sweet and passionate kiss. I fall backward and he grips my waist as the kiss gets a little more rough. "Fuck, I love you," Taehyung pants between the kiss. The sloppy kiss comes to an end after his phone starts ringing.

It's my mom.

He answers the phone on speaker, "Hey, y/m/n." He greets, with a big smile on his face. "How are they? Is y/n okay?"

"Yeah, they're okay! I promise you everything is okay, they are okay." He's quick to reasurre my mom, and I lay my head on his shoulder. "Are they coming home tonight?" Worry fills her voice.

I shake my head and Taehyung nods. "Yeah, I'll be driving them home in a second." He places a soft and quiet kiss on my forehead and smiles at my pouting face. "Okay, thank you Taehyung. Please keep them safe."

"I will." They both hang up and Taehyung goes to jump off the over hang.

We get into his car and sit there for a second. "I love you, Tae." I grab a hold of his hand. "I love you more, y/n."

He starts the car and we start driving. I look out the window and smile when Taehyung starts to hum.  After a little while, we pull up in front of my house.

"Y/n!" My mom comes rushing over to us and gives me a big hug. I give her a small smile before walking to my room with Taehyung following me. I collalpse onto my bed and Taehyung laughs. I quickly get under my blanket and he kneels down to press a soft kiss against my forehead. "Goodnight, Y/n. I love you." He smiles and stands up. I quickly grab his hand and he looks back at me.

"Stay with me." I manage to say, attempting to stay awake. He gives me a small smile and climbs into my bed next to me. "I'll stay with you. I love you, my precious baby."

"I love you more." Taehyung wraps his warm arms around my body and holds me close.

Maybe life is worth living for after all...  

IT’S CHRIMMASSSS MERRY CHRIMMASSS TO THOSE WHO CELEBRATE!!! 

Okay hey y’all I’m currently working on an actual fanfic not a one shot rn but I’m like really sucky at writing for some reason so I’m gonna keep working on it!

Unpopular? opinion:

Every bottom! Soobin fics, the top always calls him Bunny. It’s weird and overused and cringey. Anyway, BOTTOM! SOOBIN x TOP! YEONJUN x TOP! READER COMING SOON

Stormy Night

Yoongi x Gender Neutral! Reader

Genre: Fluff 

Warnings: out of character for Yoongi, Teeth rottingly sweet, kind of confusing since I’m bad at writing

~

I was staring out the window as gallons and gallons of rain fall from the sky, watching the raindrops race each other as they slide down the glass. I've been alone recently. It's been pouring the last few days, and before I could go play in the rain, I got sick. As if the universe was out to get me, my best friend, who I ended falling in love with, won't even talk to me because of how much work he has.

He really should take a break but every time I mention one, he gets all pissy and refuses. I go back home from Korea tomorrow and I wanted to spend at least one more night with him. I wanted to come over here for a little bit and remembered that he lived here. Out of the few months I've been here, I only saw him once.

I told him that I was leaving and that I wanted to eat dinner or watch a movie or just do something entertaining before I left. Obviously, he has to do work instead. I'm just so stupid, how could I ever think that he would want to spend time with me. Ever since the new year started, he's just been a total dick. Ignoring me, and flat out telling me to leave him alone.

I wipe the tears that I didn't realize had fallen and climbed into my bed. I decide to scroll through social media. By social media, I mean, I go to Instagram, TikTok, then Twitter, and then for some odd reason I just go back to TikTok and just start scrolling, not even really paying attention to what I'm watching.

After what seems like two seconds, I hear a knock at my door. Who is knocking at my door at 10:30 at night?

I drag my body out of bed and limp towards the door, opening it to reveal someone I didn't expect to see. Yoongi.

He's dripping with rain water, his eyes are blood shot and dry, and he's shaking. A small smile appears on his lips before disappearing again, probably realizing I'm not really happy to see him. "I um.. sorry." He wipes some of the water off his face. I roll my eyes and let him in.

"What are you sorry for? You're sorry for ignoring me? You're sorry for wasting my time?" I feel myself wanting to cry at how hurt he looks. "All of the above... The company is threatening that if I don't finish up with work, I could get fired. That's been adding onto the stress of trying to make everything perfect."

My heart breaks at the sight of him thinking about him losing his job. As stressed out as he gets, he loves it.

"But, I want to forget all of that. I finished tonight, but that resulted in me being late. I am so fucking sorry." His eyes get all teary and he hesitates to reach for my hand. "I just love you so much. Like I am in love with you. I don't want to lose you. I don't want you to leave me. I wasn't spending time with you while you were here and it was a stupid mistake."

Did he really just.. admit that? He really just confessed.

"Yoongi.. It's okay, all I've wanted was an explanation." I hold his hand and lay my head on his shoulder. "I love you too." A small smile is placed on his face and he wraps his arms around me, placing a kiss on the top of my head. It's a little weird for Yoongi to be showing this much emotion. He doesn't really know how to, but now I wish I knew how good at hugging he is earlier.

"Hey, a-are you crying?" He lifts my face up and wipes at the tears I didn't even realize had fallen. "Since when was I crying?" I giggle, sniffling and wiping the remaining tears.

"So. Movie?" He offers and I nod, going to turn the tv and roku on. After setting everything up, I hand him one of his hoodies, and a pair of sweat pants that are too large for me. He thanks me, and I look away so he can change into clean and dry clothes.

His arms wrap around my body as I nuzzle my face into his neck, leaving a small kiss. "I love you, y/n." He says in almost a whisper. "I love you too." He places his hand on my law and softly lifts my face up. Before I can process what was going on, his lips capture mine for a gentle yet passionate kiss.

His lips are so soft, he is so soft and warm. He is just so perfect, it makes me feel like I'm floating or on drugs. It's a good feeling, it almost feels as if it isn't real. It seems impossible for him to be real. Everything around us seems to pause. His lips work perfectly with mine and his hand is cupping my face so gently as if I would break with even the slightest amount of force. His hand is so soft and cold against my warm cheek, instantly causing me to relax even further in his hold.

He pulls away, causing me to pout and he stares into my eyes. Damn his eyes are beautiful. His chocolate irises and dilated pupils seem as if they're staring right into my soul, yet his gaze is so full of love, that even if he wasn't being super affectionate right now, I could just tell from his eyes how he feels. Suddenly, the gaze is broken when he looks down at my lips, and places another kiss against my own, then pulling away and resting his forehead on my forehead. "God, I can't stop kissing you." He breathes out, smiling his stupid gummy smile.

He is so precious. How am I still alive? I'm not even sure. After a few minutes of sitting in this awkward position, he pulls away and looks at the tv. "What movie are you wanting to watch?" I ask, placing my head on his shoulder as we both lay down on my bed. "Put whatever you want on, Jagi. I'll be good as long as I'm with you." I blush at his comment and put on a random movie.

He wraps his arm around my shoulder, and I lay my head on his chest. Soon enough, I hear soft snores coming from Yoongi. The sound of his heart beat and his snores cause me to fall asleep right after.

Found Diary...

This is 100% based on a TikTok I legit just saw by yoongi.xd so full credit to them for the idea :)

R/F/N = Random Female Name R/M/N = Random Male Name

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Fluff, angst(?), lemon(not really)

Au: Non-Idol au, High School au, Gender neutral! Reader, it's 2019, Yoongi is 17

Song: Bubblegum Bitch by Marina and the Diamonds

Word Count

Warnings: swearing,

Pov: alternating

POV - Y/n's First Person

High school... I hate it. I've always hated it. I feared going into high school since I was little. The only reason why I had any bit of motivation is that I got to see my best friend Yoongi.

Min Yoongi. The introvert who can do literally anything. It's crazy. I don't know how we ended up becoming friends, but we did. He's always been a tough cookie and had a hard exterior. Though it didn't take long for me to break into it.

It apparently took less amount of time for this bitch named R/f/n. They met about two months ago, and they're already sucking faces.

Which is what's happening right now.

"Can you guys like not to do that while I'm trying to eat?" I look at Yoongi and R/f/n and they pull away.

"No." R/f/n scoffs trying to pull Yoongi back in for a... I can't even call it a kiss. "No, R/f/n, it's okay. We can continue later, Okay?" R/f/n pouts and nods her head, making me fake a gag.

"Okay, Yoongi-Baby. I should probably get going then. I love you." She stands up giving him another kiss. "I love you too, R/f/n." They wave to each other and she exits the cafeteria.

"Fucking finally. I thought that you'd be stuck there forever." My comment makes Yoongi chuckle. "Yeah, she's really touchy. It's okay though. I like her a lot." He looks down with a shy smile on his face.

"Yeah, I know you like her a lot. And I'm so happy that you've finally found someone that makes you happy." He looks up at me and I smile at him. "What do you mean? You make me happy? You're my friend." The legendary words that make any fool break.

Being friends with him is great and all but I think I would prefer to be more. "You know what I mean, Yoongi. We're friends, not lovers. She makes you happy in a romantic way." I stick my spoon in the pudding of my school lunch and stir it around before deciding that there is no way in Hell am I going to eat it.

"Thank god you're not about to eat that. I probably would've thrown up if you did." Yoongi says chuckling before drinking the chocolate milk in a cardboard box. "It's chunky." He continues after setting the milk down.

I look at the pudding and pull a face of disgust. "Yeah, it's very chunky." I throw the spoon on the tray and look over at the clock on the wall. "We have 10 minutes to get to class... Do you wanna start heading there now?" Yoongi nods and we both stand up and throw our shit away.

As we exit the Cafeteria, this stupid fucking bitch, R/m/n, throws a basketball at me. I hate guys. "Yo Yoongi! You gonna play later? Also sorry..." He stops for a moment and looks at me. "You." He then looks back at Yoongi.

"Nah, I promised Y/n that I'd help them with their homework." R/m/n nods and walks away. I completely forgot that I had asked him to help me.

"Thank fucking god it's Friday. I literally don't wanna have to deal with these fuckers for much longer." Yoongi says wrapping his arm around my shoulder.

~ After School~

"Do you really need help? It seems as if you just wanted to hang out?" Yoongi drops the notebook onto his bed and looking at me. Obviously, I lied. I look away in shame, and he chuckles. "If you wanted to hang out, you could've just asked. We're friends after all."

"But it seems as if we've been so distant." He lets out a long sigh and he rubs his eyes.

"Is this about R/f/n?" Yoongi raises his voice a little bit, making me jump.

"No, it isn't about R/f/n. I mean it kind of is bu-" Yoongi lets out a long irritated sigh.

"Why do you hate her so much? What the fuck did she do to you?" He yells at me.

"I never said I hated her!" Even though I do despise her, I would never admit that, especially to Yoongi. "What the fuck is your problem? Why are you getting so mad at me?" Suddenly, I'm angry. All I wanted was to hang out with Yoongi outside of school after what seems like the first time in months, and he's getting angry with me for no reason? Oh hell no.

"Recently all you've been doing is complaining about the fact that we're never with each other, but you're forgetting that we literally go to the same school and that we have most of the same classes! It's so fucking annoying!" I'm furious now. I stand up and start packing up my stuff with tears in my eyes.

I'm not crying because I'm sad, I'm crying because I'm angry. I run out of his room and get my shoes on at his door. "Y/n... I didn't mean to-" He calmly states as he stands at the top of the stairs.

"No. Fuck you Min Yoongi." I finally walk out of his house wanting nothing more than to lay in my bed. I want nothing more than to be at home, in my own room, with my headphones in, curled up under my blankets. I stomp down the street speedily, I turn around and see Yoongi standing outside his house.

"Yeah... fuck you Min Yoongi," I mutter looking forward again.

~

Lunchtime... It used to be my favourite subject in school because that's when I got to see Yoongi. It's been about a week since our fight. It was such a silly fight as well. I also haven't felt like eating out in public, so I haven't been buying any lunch.

Yoongi seems happy. He's been with the basketball players, their girlfriends, and R/f/n. He's acting as if nothing happened, as if he didn't freak out at me. I only have two other friends other than him, and one of them, Tara, doesn't have the same lunch as me.

"Hello~ Earth to Y/n!" Tommy says, waving his hand in front of my face. Tommy and Tara are twins, and they both happen to my two other friends. Convenient, I know. "You've been staring at Yoongi for the past ten minutes." Tommy continues before taking a big bite of his sandwich.

A sandwich that includes turkey, bologna, provolone cheese, mayo, and tofurkey. For some reason, he likes the smokey flavour of the fake meat mixed with the real meat. "Yeah, I'm aware I've been staring at him." I roll my eyes, playfully making Tommy laugh.

Tommy. Twin brother of Tara. Both are seventeen and from America. He has messy brown hair and greenish-brown eyes that look green in the right lighting, and in another lighting, looks brown. Cheap warm-tones cafeteria lighting makes his eyes the in-between colour of hazel. He has pale skin with natural red cheeks, along with freckles across his nose. He's not unattractive but he's definitely not on most people's level of beauty.

"How are you after the fight?" He says nonchalantly, peeling the crust off of part of the sandwich he's about to bite into.

"I wouldn't necessarily call it a fight. More of a 'he flipped and I didn't wanna deal with it' situation." I pick at my nails anxiously. I don't wanna talk about this. Tara knows that, but I guess she didn't tell Tommy.

"Yeah... Right." He says squinting his eyes at me to show he doesn't fully believe me. "Anyway, you wanna hang out after school? My biological dad sent a new video game if you wanna try it with me." I look at him with wide eyes, making him chuckle a little.

"Fuck yeah! What time?" He stops and thinks for a moment.

"Four-Thirty? I have theatre club after school."

I also have stuff after school to do. Not like a club, I mean I guess you can call it that, but I just go and chill out in the Library, reading a book with a group of other students. It's not a club where you have to sign up to be in, but more of a free-range. It's fun and relaxing, especially since I don't have to talk to anyone there unless the leader really wants us to, which she's an introvert and doesn't want to.

~

Alas, the school day is over. It's two-fifteen, the bell has rung indicating that we can now leave, but I head over to the library. Oh, I'm the first one here. I take a deep breath as I sit in the comfortable cushioned rocking chair in the corner of the Library. This area is very isolated, which is why we sit over here. It's quiet and away from other students who are wanting to come in here and study or something.

Though it's isolated, in the seat I am in, I have the perfect view of the door, which is open from Seven-thirty to two-fifteen, and then after, the Librarian, Mr Kim, who isn't too much older than us, closes the door but it remains unlocked.

It's now two-thirty, most of the kids that usually show up are here reading their books, there are a few new students who just wanted an escape, and-

"Ayo Yoongi pass the ball!" I look over at the door and see a dude, I recognize as R/m/n catching the brownish-red ball from a shorter boy with dark hair, I can obviously notice is Yoongi, especially since R/m/n called his name. I whine slightly as I slump into my chair. I hear the girls who are misogynistic for their boyfriend's validation giggle as they watch the guys.

Please God... don't let them see me.

Luckily they didn't, and I continue reading until I finish the book. Then I packed up my stuff and decided that it was better off that I leave early.

POV- Yoongi's First Person

"Hey, Yoongi~" R/f/b comes strutting over with her friends with a notebook in her hand. That looks like Y/n's notebook... she never let anyone touch it.

"I found Y/n's diary." She smiles mischievously.

"Let's read it!" R/m/n says, and the others agree. "But Yoongi should be the one to read it." R/f/n rolls her eyes before handing it to me.

I don't really wanna have to do this...

"Dear Diary, I will be writing all of my important accomplishments or just important things in general here. So starting with today, we have a new kid. He's really cute, I'm afraid to talk to him though."

"Boring! Skip forward!" One of R/f/n friends say. I nod and skip a few pages. October tenth two-thousand thirteen... that's when Y/n and I met.

"Today is October 10, 2013. Oh, dear Diary, I met a boy. He made my dull heart light up with joy. He's shy and kind of mean, but I think I can become his friend. I'm gonna keep trying."  Oh god... I continue reading every few pages until the most recent...

"Dear Diary... we fell apart. He yelled at me and called me annoying. I had lied to him, saying I needed help with homework, when in reality, I just wanted to be with him. I wanted to be with him outside of school, with no interruptions from his basketball friends who always push me around when he's not there, with no interruptions from his snobby girlfriend to told me to go kill myself and to stay away from him. Just him and I. But when he noticed that I didn't actually need help, he flipped. I don't know what I did wrong... maybe it was because I kept it a secret that his friends are so shitty. At least I still have Tommy and Tara. They're the only ones I need. Oh, who am I kidding? I miss him so much. I love him." My heart stops as I continue reading. I look up at the people around me who just stare at me awkwardly and apologetically.

"Did you guys really do that to them?" I take them not answering as a yes. I look down at my watch to see it only just hit four o'clock. I have to go see y/n...

I put their diary in my bag and swing it over my shoulder before running out of the library. Everything seems to have turned in slow motion. My heart is pounding My friends are yelling after me, but all I want is to see y/n. I want to see their beautiful smile again. They like me... They like me. I was so blind to notice, but now I think about it, it was so obvious. I smile while running as I think about all the moments I have had with Y/n.

I finally arrived at Y/n's house, I'm out of breath and my legs sting. I walk up to the front door...

POV- Y/n's First Person

It's currently Four twenty-five, so I should probably start heading out to Tommy and Tara's house. Just as I open the door, I am greeted by someone I really don't wanna see. Yoongi.

"Y/n..." He lets out a long sigh and a small smile. "I'm so sorry. I fucked up. I don't even know why I freaked out as I did." I just stand there. I don't know what to say to him. I miss him... I miss being with him. I open my mouth to say something, but my mouth is dry and I can't say anything. Yoongi steps closer. My heart pounds out of my chest. His hand makes contact with my hip hand and...

The world around us has stopped. Nothing else is important. Min Yoongi is standing in my doorway kissing me. His single hand on my waist, slides around to my back, pulling me closer. We can't...

I push him away. "Yoongi..." I whisper. I didn't mean for it to come out so quietly, but with how nervous I am I can't help it. I want to kiss him. I've always wanted to... but now that it's actually happening-

"Y/n... I love you. I love you so much. I'm so sorry... please I need you back in my life... I never realized your feelings for me until just recently, and because I finally realized, that made me rethink everything. I never truly liked R/f/n... I never felt the way I do when I'm with you. You make me happy." He pants, pulling me toward my living room couch. I comply and sit next to him.

"Yoongi... I really like you. I always have. But you never liked me, why has that suddenly changed?" I want to cry. I feel so overwhelmed by everything. He shrugs before placing his hand on my cheek.

"Can I kiss you again... please?" I don't even care anymore. I nod and he pulls me towards him. His soft upturned lips make contact with mine. I move his silky hands from my cheek to my waist, and I hold onto his face. Yoongi's tongue tries to enter my mouth, but I allow it. I suck on his tongue as his lips are still pressed to mine.

Knock Knock Knock Knock

We pull away quickly. He laughs at the string of spit connecting us before I stand up and go over to the door.

"Hey, Tommy."

"It's five o'clock... is everything okay?" I look at my phone and my eyes widen. Has it really been thirty minutes since Yoongi got here?

"Yeah everything's fine, I'll be over in a minute though, okay? I might need to even wait until my mom gets home so she can drive me over since it's getting dark." Tommy nods and smiles. He waves and walks away, so I quickly shut the door and walk back over to Yoongi. "My room, now," I say softly and we both run up the stairs and into my room.

It's been a while since he's been in my room. I never told her, but my mom knew I liked Yoongi and as much as she trusted him, she felt afraid that he would do something.

Yoongi tackles me onto my bed after locking my door. His hands are on either side of my head. He dips down and starts leaving small kisses up my neck to my mouth, once he reaches my mouth he just barely touches it. "Yoongi... please..." I whine and he chuckles. I tangle my fingers in his hair.

Oh god, his beautiful dark hair. People wouldn't consider his hair curly, but it has some natural texture to it. So silky and soft. So healthy... every damn thing about Yoongi is perfect. His soft lips trail from my mouth to the soft dimple on my cheek, down my neck. He lingers at my neck for a little while, allowing me to feel how perfect even his lips are. So good at kissing, I guess that watching him and R/f/n make out had to lead me to think otherwise... R/f/n.

"Wait... Yoongi." He pulls away with a hum and looks at me. His dark lust-filled eyes have now turned into precious puppy dog eyes. They're glossed over and widened, as his lips are in a pout. "What about R/f/n?" He chuckles, making me embarrassed for asking.

"I'm done with her. Don't think about her, or Tommy, or R/m/n, or Tara, or Mr. Kim, or Ms. Jung. Think about us." I nod and he leans down to kiss me again, but before he can, someone knocks on my door.

"Y/n, I'm home." My mom says on the other side of the door.

"Okay, hi mom!" I call out, Yoongi flops softly onto the space next to me and wraps his arms around me.

~

"Tommy give me my phone!" I yell as Tommy and I run around my living room. Yoongi and Tara laugh at us, and I finally grabbed my phone from him and stuff it in my pants.

"Do you really think that'll stop me?" He says reaching towards me, but stops when Yoongi lets out a cough. "Sorry, Yoongi. Didn't mean that in a creepy way." He awkwardly apologizes and we sit down on the couch. I drape the blanket over Yoongi and I, as Tommy and Tara fight over who gets to hold the popcorn.

"I thought this was gonna be a calm movie night," Yoongi whispers in my ear with a smile. I let out a soft laugh and look over at the two twins.

"At least Tara isn't threatening to shove her fist up his ass again." Just as I say that, Tara then yells she was gonna shove her fist up Tommy's ass.

"I don't want anything else than to be here with you guys," Yoongi whispers again, placing a kiss on my nose. "I love you."

"I love you more."