Jealousy~(YoongixReader)

Friends...with benefits.

(Reporting live from your favourite author's basement... Just kidding. Hello, my field of flowers. How are you today? Good, I hope. A thought came to me today and I would just like to let you all know that I am here for you guys. Feel free to message me if you ever feel down or just feel like you can't talk to anyone. I am here for you. I know we don't know each other well, but we ARMY have to stick together. I am always active on here, even if I don't post every day. Just slide into that message box and I'll reply as soon as I can. If you don't feel comfortable with that, that's also cool. As long as you guys know I'm here for you. Xxx Never feel alone.)

You felt an arm resting on your waist and a leg wrapped around yours. He was so cuddly when he slept. WAIT... Your eyes shot open. It wasn't a dream. You smiled before dropping your expression. What if he wasn't in his right mind and wasn't thinking clearly. Obviously, you knew that was stupid to even think, but you couldn't help but doubt what you were feeling. You looked over at Yoongi's sleepy face and couldn't help but smile. His puffy eyes and plump lips washed your mind clean. That smile that disappeared earlier had suddenly reappeared. You felt his grasp on you tighten and his mouth whispered a faint, "Y/n..." his soft and vulnerable voice made your heart flutter. You couldn't help but never want this moment to end. It suddenly struck you that you had a sound rest, no nightmares at all. It was a Saturday morning and you looked over at your clock, 8:33 a.m. You heard the rain hitting your roof like pebbles. There was a huge storm outside. You felt so cosy in bed with Yoongi sleeping happily next to you. You slowly got up, trying not to wake him. His grip on you tightened and in a sleepy voice he mumbled, "Don't leave..." You realised he was still fast asleep. You put on a pair of grey sweat pants and an oversized shirt. You only realised how cloudy it was when you walked into the lounge. It was so dark you had to switch the lights on. You decided to order food instead of cooking since it would be nice to just sit with Yoongi and watch a movie or something. You decided to get the lounge sorted by putting extra pillows on the couch and blankets. You heard the doorbell ring and took the food, thanking the delivery man. You placed all the food on the table and lit a few candles. You turned the tv on and suddenly the power went out. "Oh for f-" You spat out before Yoongi came around the corner rubbing his eyes. "You left me alone..." He said softly. He already had clothes and pouted when he saw what you set up. Little did you know, Yoongi loved small gestures. "You did all of this?" He questioned, you dropped down on the couch and whined, "Yes, but the power went out. I wanted to watch a movie with you." You looked over to him. He smiled and sat beside you. "No," He started before tucking some of your hair behind your ear. "No, y/n. I think this is even better." He smiled and kissed your forehead softly. You embraced him and felt your cheeks heat up. 

Spending the day cuddling and chatting with Yoongi felt like it came so naturally. Like you've always been like this. You couldn't help but question where you stood with each other right now. You weren't about to find out. From Yoongi's point of view, he felt the same but wasn't about to scare you off. You heard the rain began to calm down, from heavy pouring to light pitter-patter. "I like this..." You said softly against Yoongi's chest. He responded by holding you a bit tighter. Later that day he had to leave because the boys were getting worried about him. No one knew where he went. They had no idea about your "relationship" with him yet. He stood at your door and sighed, "I don't want to leave." He said, whining. You gave him a soft smile and pulled him down so now his face was centimetres from yours. You gave him a small peck on the lips. "There's always next time?" You blushed. You didn't want him to leave either, but he had responsibilities and you weren't going to make him choose.