A/N: I read my old drafts and now I'm on suicide watch 😮💨 lawd ha mersay the cringe
Part 6
Yoongi sits back with a heavy groan. His face contorts in ecstasy "Fuck Irene" he deeply chuckles which soon turns into a moan. She looks up at him through hooded eyes and smirks. She takes her lips off him with a 'pop' and swallows the remnants of their exchange.
"Yknow yoongi you could be getting this everyday" She subtly hints as she gets up off her knees, searching for the bra that was thrown earlier. He clears his throat "You know I'm-" "nOt lOoKing fOr sOmEThiNg serIoUs"
She mocks, making him look at her with a raised eyebrow. "Same questions get the same answers" he buckled up his pants and takes a sip of his water.She rolls her eyes "Whatever happened to that dick pic you were supposed to send the other day? You left me high and dry" Yoongi thinks back and a small blush covers his cheeks, "Uh something came up". He didn't want to admit her number wasn't saved and now a photo of his junk was in somebody's else's phone.
"Not even a heads up? You're a dick" "Good thing you're into that" He winks as he's spins back around and puts on his headphones "I'll call you"
Irene rolls her eyes and walks out, the door slamming behind her.
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The two met backstage at an Idol award show. Irene was softly crying in the dressing room after she'd missed a step in the performance, which caused her to have a mental breakdown. She was unaware of the figure laying down on the couch in the corner.Should I get up? No that's awkward, I should pretend I'm still sleep. Ugh but I need to go get changed!. Yoongis internal struggle continued, afraid to call attention to himself. He decided to just get up and so he did. Out the corner of her eye she could see a figure rise from across the room. A small gasp leaves her lips as she realizes someone has saw her in such a drastic state.
"A-Are you okay?" He asks, rubbing the back of his neck "Yea" she looks down and quickly wipes the tears on her face. He could see her makeup running so he gets up and hands her a tissue. "OH thank you" she bows and takes it from him.
"I practiced so much and all for nothing" she sniffles, "Don't be hard on yourself, you're human too" he shrugs "Although I can't blame them for mistaking you for royalty" Her head snaps up at the sudden compliment, a small blush creeping her cheeks. "Please I look like a clown right now"
"True" he says, making her eyes widen a little. They burst into fits of laughter. The sadness of her mistake leaving her thoughts. They both converse for a few more minutes before she gets a text saying they're leaving. "I guess that's my cue, thanks for keeping me company"
She gets up too fast, making her feel light headed. She stumbles a little bit but yoongi grasps her, making her slightly collide with his chest "I-I'm sorry" she says but no sign of remorse is evident in her tone. He shyly looks at her waiting for her to get up.
She looks up at him and it feels like the room seemed to get smaller the longer she stared. She's never paid any attention to him, just the usual cordial bows all idols do but seeing him up close is a different story.
As if yoongi read her mind, he looks down "Don't do something you'll regret"and the rest is history.
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Yoongi starts rapping over the blasting beat, blurring the world around him. He nods his head and writes down some lyrics. Out the corner of his eye he sees his phone light up, a small chuckle escapes his lip as he reads the notification.
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