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Broken Down Part 2 - Solo Ride

Pairing: Yoongi x you

Genre: Fluff, light angst

Rating: T - sfw

Word Count: 1,793

Warning: some swearing

Disclaimers: this is just fiction

Summary: A follow up to Broken Down. Your car breaks down on the expressway, but Yoongi shows up to offer you a ride. Now, there are no repair shops open and it leads to some wonderful things.

Date Posted: 7 April, 2022 ~ 1:26 AM

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“Sucks there are no shops open tonight.” Yoongi sipped the coffee you had bought him at the café next to the convenience store. “I can give you a ride home if you need it.”

She shook her head. “You’ve been so kind and helpful, I’d hate to take advantage of you.”

He gave a breathy laugh and took another pull of his drink. “You’re not a burden. Where do you live?”

“Yangpyeong Hanshin apartments. They’re near the….”

He smirked, his eyes lighting up. “Off the Seobu Expressway. You’re kidding me right?”

Your eyes went wide with confusion. You shook your head and gasped when he handed you his helmet, which you took with both hands.

“I live there too. What are the chances? Come on, smalls.” He clapped a hand on your shoulder and guided you towards his motorcycle. He sat on it and kicked it to life as he took your hand and helped you sit behind him. “You see? You’re not a burden at all.”

He kicked the kickstand back and pulled away while you held on to his sides, more relaxed this time around. You watched the glowing city pass you by as Yoongi steered the bike towards your homes.

He sat back at one light and turned his head so you could hear him better. “Are you seeing anyone?”

You leaned closer to him. “No. Are you?”

“Nope.”

The light changed and the Yoongi took off, making you gasp and wrap your arms tightly around him. Yoongi chuckled, making you laugh too. “You did that on purpose!”

“Maybe.” You felt him shrug a shoulder.

On the way home, the two of you made small talk whenever you came to a stop. You talked about favorite food (he had a weakness for anything with lamb in it), favorite books (The Alchemist right now, but give it a few weeks though and that might change), favorite colors (blue or green, he couldn’t decide).

Eventually, he steered the motorcycle into the apartment complex and drove slowly. “Which building are you in?”

“Three.”

“No, you’re not.”

“I am! Are you in three too?”

“Yes! Which floor?”

“Twenty six.”

“I’m on twenty six!” He shook his head as you both laughed. “Did you just move in or something? I’ve been here for three years.”

“I’ve been here two years.”

“And we’ve never once seen each other. That’s insane.” He parked the motorcycle in his spot and helped you off before dismounting and kicking the kickstand into place. He took the helmet from you and walked with you to the elevators. After a moment the doors opened and you both stepped inside. He hit the button and shrugged. “I guess we probably would have run into each other sooner if I worked normal hours.”

“What do you do?”

“I’m a musician. I write songs and produce them.”

“Oh, that’s cool. I’m a kindergarten teacher.” His eyes softened at that and he looked… proud? “Do you like kids?”

“They’re great. I like how curious they are about everything. They’re creative as hel… heck too.” He bowed his head and tightened his lips back. “I’m sorry about my mouth. It gets me into trouble all the time. You’d think I’d know better by now.”

“It’s okay.” You tucked your hands in the pockets of your cardigan as you walked down the corridor, pausing a few doors down and chucking a thumb at the door. “This is me. Thanks for all your help tonight. You were a lifesaver.”

“Happy to help.” He put his hands in his jacket and looked up at the moon then cleared his throat. “Well… I’ll see you around hopefully.”

You smiled and fished for your keys and pulled them out. “I hope so. Good night Yoongi.”

He returned your smile. “Good night Y/N.”

You unlocked your door and stepped inside before curiously glancing down the corridor to see him unlock a door not far from yours. You grinned when he glanced over at you and smiled before you stepped back inside and closed the door for the evening.

Weeks had passed without running into each other again. Part of you wondered if he had moved or if he was close to being married to his job. Until one Saturday, a knock came at your door. You opened it and smiled.

“Yoongi! How are you? Would you like to come in?” You stepped to the side when you realized he was holding his helmet.

“Actually, I was wondering if you wanted to go for a ride? The weather’s finally nice out. Thought it might be nice to take advantage of it while I could.”

You stared at the helmet and tilted your head to the side. It had been nearly a solid week of rain, but today was a reminder that it was Spring. The grass was bright green, the sky brilliant blue, the clouds puffy and white. The temperature was nearly perfectly warm with a slightly cool breeze. You gave a lopsided grin and grabbed your keys from the bowl on the entryway table and stepped into your shoes. “Yeah, let’s go!”

He grinned and dipped his head as he waited for you to lock your door. “I’ll have to stop and get gas before we go. I should have enough for a while, but we can get snacks and drinks too if you want.”

He handed you his helmet and lead you down to his motorcycle while you caught up on what had been happening since you’d last seen each other. He helped you on the bike and took off down the road, smiling to himself when you hugged him.

He pulled into a station not far from your home and pulled up to a pump. “I’ll buy the gas if you want to get snacks.”

“Sure, what would you like?”

“Beef jerky and whatever bottled coffee they have, please.”

You smiled and went inside, passing by a group of men closer to the front of the shop. After paying for everything, you walked outside, pulling a strand of hair behind your ear as you passed by the group of men, who walked beside you.

“Hey baby girl. What is something so sweet doing in a place like this? Let us take you somewhere real nice.”

“We’ll treat you real good baby.”

“Like a queen.”

The group surrounded you and you felt your heart leap into your throat as you brought your hands up under your chin, fear fogging your brain.

“Hey!” Yoongi’s voice boomed as he strode over to you with fire in his eyes, framed by his spiky blond hair. “Get away from her or there will be problems. You wanna fuck with someone, you fuck with me.”

“Min Yoongi!” One close to your left gasped and turned to hurry back to his vehicle.

“Shit. We’re sorry Mr. Min. We didn’t know she was your girl. Our bad man. Our bad.” The one who stood in front of you held his hands up as he moved away from you.

“She’s off limits Mr. Min. It’s well noted.” Another to your right did his best to smile as he held a hand up before turning towards you as Yoongi stalked up to him, coming toe to toe with him, his hands balled into tight fists at his sides. “We’re very sorry to have disturbed you, ma’am. Have a wonderful day.”

Yoongi watched with a sneer as he left before the anger drained away and he looked to you.

“They’re scared of you.”

Yoongi dropped his eyes to the ground and nodded. “Music’s not the easiest industry to break into. Do you still feel safe with me?”

You regarded him carefully before glancing back at the other men who saw you look at them and dove into their vehicles, firing them up and leaving the parking lot as quickly as they could. You looked back at Yoongi and nodded slowly. “Yes.”

He gave you a lopsided grin and put his hand between your shoulder blades. “Thanks, smalls. Come on. We’ll go see how beautiful this place is and forget this happened. The day’s still young.”

You rested your head against his back as he pulled out of the parking lot and got back on the expressway.

You enjoyed the scenery as it passed, watching the city eventually give way to the countryside as you went. You slowly found yourself holding less tightly to Yoongi as you went, your comfort with being on the bike growing more and more.

He steered the motorcycle up a mountain and pulled over to the side, handing you your drink before walking with you over to the edge of the mountain that overlooked a valley bathed in wildflowers.

“Wow.”

“I come here to think sometimes. This is my safe place. You know? Nothing bothers me when I’m here.” He sat on a large rock, drawing his left knee up and propping his boot on it. He rested his arm on his knee and took a swig of his coffee.

“Thank you for sharing it with me. It’s stunning.”

“Thanks for coming with me.” He glanced down at the ground for a moment with a small smile playing on his lips. “I like being around you.”

“I like being around you too.”

You gazed out at the valley for a while before he got restless. He walked with you back to the bike and turned the bike around, heading home as a storm began to grow over downtown.

“I guess we better hurry to beat it.” Yoongi pulled you closer to him. “Hang on, smalls.”

You let out a peel of laughter as he urged the bike to go faster and the world became a blur of color as you rested your head against his shoulder and caught the scent of his cologne again.

He slowed down when he entered the city, even more so when he passed a police officer.

When you reached your apartment floor, he walked you to your door and paused when you stepped inside. “Can I ask you something?”

“Of course.”

“Would you want to go on a date with me? Like a proper one.” He scratched the palm of his hand and looked down the corridor to his left. “At a restaurant or something.”

“I’d like that Yoongi.” You smiled when his eyes snapped to you, wide and full of wonderment. “I’d like that a lot. Friday?”

“Friday.” He beamed with a full gummy smile. “7:30?”

“Perfect.” You smiled back at him, practically able to feel the energy radiating off of him. “I’ll see you then.”

“Good night, smalls.”

“Good night, Yoongs.”

You heard him laugh then heave a content sigh as he walked away before you closed your door.

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this is when i lost it :))) 

Oc and yoongi falling asleep while on the phone 😭

“Why don’t you go to sleep, doll.”

“Don’t want to…”

“It’s late.”

“You’re late.”

A quiet huff.

“And you’re tired. Just sleep.”

“I’d…” You drift off, not knowing how much time passes before you exhale. “I would if I was there.”

“Yeah. Cus I’d make you. Like now.”

“Mmph.” You breathe in deeper, feeling like you won’t have a say regardless in a few seconds. “What’re you gonna do.”

“I dunno. Maybe work on something.”

Your acknowledgement is more of a sigh than spoken syllables, already one foot into unconsciousness. The only thing you remember whispering with some effort is a low, quiet,

“Night, Yoongi.”

And exhaustion finally takes you.

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When you wake up a few hours later, you expect the phone to be off and the call done.

So when you hear static and soft hints of breathing next to your head, you think you’re still asleep.

And you don’t have the heart to end the call.

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3tanslices - mini scenarios !

series: three tangerines

Awwww this is so cute 😭 I hope to have more of this in upcoming 🍊🍊🍊 😊

oh! hmmm, maybe driving? I can’t remember if you had already written something like that in the 3tan universe, but I love holding hands/thigh while driving and kissing on red lights, cliché but for a reason 😌 so cute 🥺

“Kiss me.”

“What?”

“Kiss me.”

“No, you’re driving.”

“Yeah, so hurry up.”

Instead of going for a dangerous option such as his lips, or even a safer one like his cheek, you decide to comply on your own terms. Clutching his fingers resting on the gearshift, you bring his hand up to your face—ignoring the curious glance he shoots—and plant the softest peck on his knuckles.

“There,” you finally respond, shy when you realize how intimate that probably was. Letting his palm free, you quiet your voice when you ask, “Happy?”

When Yoongi doesn’t answer, you swing your eyes toward the driver’s seat.

And almost burst at the way he’s most definitely covering his own shyness with a nose scratch.

“Are you blushing?”

“You can’t just do that, doll.”

“You are!”

“Nah.”

“Liar!”

“I’ll pull this car over.”

“Oh my god, you have both hands on the wheel, I’m gone—”

Yoongi unlocks the car with a flick of his fingers, and laughs outright at the yelp you make when you hastily lock your door again.

And when you finally get back to his place, you test his aversion, teasing him with laughter every time he yanks his hands away.

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series: three tangerines

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a/n: this was so cuuuuuute ty for sending it in!! big bad yoongi can’t take having his hands kissed🥴