Mama I'm in love (Bts x reader)

Chasing

Namjoon was beyond shocked, completely frozen by my actions. Yoongi was watching the whole scene unfold, looking like he's trying to figure out something.

I lean back in my seat to see Namjoon's next reaction.

"You-you kissed me" Namjoon states with a growing smile, subconsciously bringing his hand to his lips.

I look at him with wide eyes, noticing his smile was a genuine one.

"Wow" I breath out, accepting the fact that he might actually really like me-like genuinely.
Yoongi suddenly stands.

"What the hell is up with you?!" He screams at me with a sudden burst of energy which is extremely unusual for him.

"Huh?" I ask like an idiot, not comprehending why his reaction is the way it is. I didn't think he would react like this. I thought he wouldn't have cared in the slightest.

"(Y/N)" Yoongi starts as he sits closer to me to look me right in the eyes, grabbing my hands. I can already hear Namjoon's disapproval of whatever Yoongi's doing.

"You're sick" Yoongi deadpans with concern on his face. I frown immediately.

"That's not very nice. I'm perfectly healthy" I say, not all that happy with his deduction.

"I already thought you were odd when you invited complete strangers with you to France but I brushed off that feeling. Then a bunch of odd stuff was happening in France and I don't know if you were the cause but it felt so weird but again, I didn't say anything. THEN, you get arrested in the most extreme way and sent to the most secured prison only for you to break out. That already spells a lot of trouble. Then we tell you that we can potentially be really dangerous yet it seems you don't even care for that. Where is your head sitting at? A clever person would've cut us off by now" Yoongi vents, huffing a little in the end.

I retract my face.
"I'm gonna need some space cause you're in my breathing space" I say as I notice Yoongi's face very close to me.

He springs up in frustration.

"This is what I'm talking about!" He shouts pointing a finger at me. He snaps his neck to Namjoon.

"You shouldn't get involved with her. We made a mistake. You're making a mistake" Yoongi tries to reason with Namjoon.
I frown.

"When did you get so rude?" I ask, crossing my arms. What's this guy's problem?

Yoongi looks back at me.
"You need help-medical help" Yoongi tells me.
"Rude" I pull a disgusted face.

"Listen, a normal person would cut us off, a psychopath would go crazy or whatever but you-no you-you-you-it doesn't even bother you" Yoongi tries to express his frustration.
"And you're supposed to be this 'nice' person" Yoongi continues.

Namjoon and I stay silent after Yoongi's little rant for him to calm down. Namjoon stands up, putting a hand on his shoulder.

"Listen, I know your thing is to figure people out but you're reading way too much into it" Namjoon starts.
"And that's another thing. You're so smart yet she's even fooling you" Yoongi says with wide eyes.

"Yoongi-" Namjoon sighs.
"No. This is unacceptable. Something is off. Something is wrong" Yoongi cuts in.

I'm getting really bored of Yoongi's accusations. I silently sit in the couch, wishing I was doing anything else. I probably can't go on my phone now since I'll be 'suspicious'.

"Guys, it's like really late-or early now" I say, noticing the rising sun.

"And you're clutching at straws" I tell Yoongi.
"And you annoyed me" I turn to Namjoon.
"So I bid you both adieu and I'm heading to bed. Feel free to stay-or leave. I don't care" I say with tired eyes, dragging myself to my bed.