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The last thing he remember from last night was him suddenly kissing her.

The next day he woke up, he was naked in his bed. Yoongi looked around, feeling a little bit drowsy from the alcohol last night and his eyes looked around his room, clothes were everywhere and sheet was messy. The space beside him was empty, and Yoongi knew he fucked up. Quickly standing up and wear his clothes at the floor, he grabbed his car key ignoring the terrible headache. Did she really leave? Did they do it without her consent?

He messed up and he knew he need to say sorry, if the woman can forgive him.

Right when he opened his door, he was greeted by a suprised looking Yerim in his grey t-shirt that reached her mid thigh. Her hair was slightly wet and some red marks where everywhere at her neck. His eyes went back to hers, realising how beautiful and tempting she looked in this new look he never saw in her. She realised how the man was quiet, and Yerim knew cleared her throat.

"Breakfast is ready, though there's nothing much I could cook"

His eyes looked surprised with her soft voice, but he remained stoned there. She saw how his gaze went down to her attire and realise it was his, which she wear it without his permission. She frantically looked back at him, trying to create a reasonable excuse to avoid being scolded by him.

"I- tried to woke you up, but you weren't- Yoongi!," before she could finish he had scooped her in his arms and laid back to the bed. Her hands quickly tried to prevent the fabric from revealing more skin but then she was stopped when her eyes locked with his. His daydream gaze was making her feel butterflies and Yerim knew her face was too red to even hide any shades of crimson at her cheeks.

"You try waking me up?"

"Huh? I-I-yes! I did try waking you up! And-and-"

"You look cute in it. Take it"

She was cut off by him, and his lips went slightly upward at the corner before distancing their body from each other. The over size t-shirt was Hoseok gift to him, but he rarely wear it because of the dinosaur animation at the front. Now that Yerim is wearing it, he finally can use Hoseok gift, though he wasn't the one to wear it. She awkwardly went to a sitting position, her back leaning to bed frame. Yoongi sat in front of her, one leg hanging down while the other is rested on the bed.

"I thought you ran away. I was about to search for you to say sorry"

With his word, her face dropped and she looked away feeling disheartened. Was it the alcohol they both had to be blame? Or was it they were too caught up in a moment that they forget themselves last night? She will be lying if she didn't like it. Of course the first thing that came in her mind that morning is fear, but when she saw it was him who she did it with she couldn't help being relieved. So why he wanted to say sorry? Unless what happened last night wasn't suppose to happen at first.

"Oh, I see. Now that I'm here, are you going to say sorry?"

"No. I don't think I have to. Not when you are in my shirt, on my bed looking at me with that look. "

He then came closer, close enough for their nose slightly bopping each other and his fingers brushed her bright red cheeck lovingly. Then, he sneaked his hands to her waist, pulling her closer to him before slowly resting his forehead at chest, inhaling her scent which is the fragrance of his soap. She is intoxicating and he won't stop having it.

"Why you need to be so beautiful?"

"What do you mean by that?"

He chuckled before looking back to her, and leaned down to kiss her lips making her body jerked up in his embrace. She gripped his shoulder, letting the man to do his magic on her lips. It was as if the memory last night was playing again in their mind and they body is re-acting it again. He slowly broke the kiss and whispered, making their lips grazed at each other.

"Forget about breakfast, I want you now. Again and again."

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