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Ahh! Would you be able to do yoongi/reader and 14 if you’re accepting prompts? I love your writing so much, I go back and reread winter: you’re the one who bloomed me all the time ❤️❤️tysm❤️💕💕 (if you’re not accepting then pls ignore my request and just take my love instead haha)

omg thank you so much 😭🥺 that really means a lot to me

Here’s a mini sequel drabble to winter: you’re the one who bloomed me for you 💜 (this is right after)

pairing: yoongi x reader

rating: teen (honestly i never know what’s teen vs general. if there’s no smut i’ll just tag it as teen probably)

wc: 400ish

prompt: things you said after you kissed me

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w:ytowbm part 2: winter’s waning

“When what?” you murmur. You think maybe you should concentrate when he speaks, especially now, in your beginning, but he kisses so nice that it’s hard to get your thoughts straight.

He breathes a laugh against your lips, kisses you again - slow and content. “When did it start? For you?”

“I don’t know-“ you say. He keeps cutting you off mid sentence, catching your words with his mouth, with his tongue, like his impatience to kiss you again gets the better of him. Makes it harder to talk. Harder still to think. You don’t mind in the slightest. “Dunno… maybe- gradual… but it was- always, I think.” You pull back to speak properly and he pouts. Cute. “I wanted to kiss you so badly on New Year’s eve. At the hotel.”

Yoongi likes that, you think, because he holds you tighter, kisses you harder. Kisses until you’re gasping.

You pull back again. “Do you have a when?”

“Mhm,” he hums against your neck. Smile stretched wide across your skin. It tickles. You’re smiling too.

“Tell me.”

“Halloween.”

You pause. Lean back to look at him. He laughs.

“Yoongi… I was Kumamon.”

“You looked funny. It was cute.” He goes back to kissing down your jaw, down your neck. Feels so good.

“Do you have a kink for him?” You mock-gasp. “Are you a furry?”

He laughs, nips at your skin with his teeth. “It wasn’t the costume. It was everything else.”

“Everyth-“

“You made me sit down and hold your hand.”

You had a bunch of friends over. Yoongi was supposed to be away but then his trip was cut short and he came home right in the middle of Train To Busan.

“No I didn’t-“

“Yes you did. You were stupid drunk. Held my hand until you fell asleep, and Taehyung made me and that muscle baby-“

“Jungkook?”

“Right, him - had to carry you to bed.”

“I was boiling when I woke up in that costume.”

“Mhm, cute,” he murmurs, nuzzling into your hair. “Cheeks all pink. You should go get it now. Your hands are freezing.”

Laughing, you slip your hands out from under his hoodie. “Sure you’re not a furry?”

He pinches your middle and you laugh. “Positive,” he says, laughing too. “Put your hands back.”

So you do, and you’re kissing again. Soft and slow and lazy. And then your alarm goes off, and you miss the first class of the day because you can’t stop.