My alpha | Yoonmin

Chapter 33

I'm updating because I got the BTS meal and had to brag. It tasted great.

But it didn't come with a photocard.

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So I cut the logo off the bag and kept it as a souvenir instead.

(And no, I didn't stick it's greasy ass with my BTS stuff. I taped it to paper and put it in an envelope first.)

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Whenever school ended, I was a little hesitant as I walked out. Yoongi was waiting for me in the parking lot like usual, but...

How the hell am I supposed to approach him after Namjoon told him what I did in middle school?! I was the cringiest person on earth during middle school!

I groaned quietly as thoughts of my middle school bullshit began to invade my mind. Those kinds of memories you stuff in the back of your mind and hope you forget.

I slowly made my way to his car, feeling his eyes on me as I drug my feet. Whenever I finally got to the car door, I hesitantly opened it and got in.

"What took so long? Not happy to see me?" He asked as he immediately placed his hand over mine. "I missed you both." He mumbled, leaning over the console to peck my lips before leaning down and kissing my belly. I smiled a little whenever he kissed my belly, placing my hand over the little bump thoughtfully.

"Of course I'm happy to see you." Well...so long as you've forgotten what Namjoon told you.

"Really? I thought you were embarrassed because of what Namjoon said."

I groaned, turning my head to look out the window. "Please forget about that..."

"Oh, so you aren't going to deny it? Then you really did suck on cucumbers during middle school?"

"Yoongi--"

"Does my dick live up to your expectations? You did have quite thick cucumbers, didn't you? Did you only suck on them?" He teased, making me sigh.

"What omega only sucks a cucumber?" I grumbled under my breath.

"Oh, so you did fuck yourself with it."

"Yoongi..." I growled his name in a warning tone.

"Which one do you prefer, me or a cucumber? Which one is thicker? And longer?"

I sighed. "Are you horny? Is that why you're asking so many questions?"

"I would be lying if I said I haven't been thinking about you sucking cucumbers all day. I would also be lying if I said it was only cucumbers I was thinking about you sucking."

"Thought the practice didn't do anything for me?" I asked, rolling my eyes.

"Yeah, it didn't. Cause I'm pretty sure I'm both thicker and longer."

I smirked at him. "I don't know...yours is starting to seem a little small now that I think about those cucumber days."

"Say that again and we'll test that theory right now."

"Really? Do you have a cucumber on hand to compare your dick to?" I asked, rolling my eyes at him.

"No, but I can certainly go and buy one."

"Yeah? Alright, your dick is so tiny you can't even see it with a microscope." I mumbled.

He didn't respond. He just put the car in reverse and drove us to the nearest grocery store. "Stay in the car." He mumbled as he got out.