One whole month. That’s how long it’s been since you’d last been in Yoongi’s arms. It was awful not having him there during days to eat with you and watch movies on lazy days but it was a whole lot more gloomy to not have him close at nights to wrap his arms around you and press his chest against your back.
It was awful not having his soft lips available for your kisses and his hands that were meant for yours to hold. He always brought such a calming presence to the home and it felt empty without him.
“You should come with me.” you'd said to him when you were leaving for your parents house last month. His soft, gentle caresses on your bare back pushing you to the edge while he stared into your eyes.
“I know that and I want to come with you so bad but I don’t like being away from home for too long. And besides, I have a job I can't leave” he murmured, lost in the way your naked skin felt against his fingertips.
"I get it. Are you sure you'll be fine alone?" You had asked him one last time.
“I’ll be okay. I’ll miss you, but I’ll be okay. Will you be?” he questioned you back, now cradling his fingers in your hair. You nodded, kissing his jaw while letting out a long breath.
And you were okay, just okay and not much else. You needed his encouragement and kind words, his laugh and cuddles, his presence. You wanted him. You needed him with you.
Not to mention the absence of sex was a toll on you both. Yoongi didn’t even have much time for phone sex with the terribly busy schedule he had. You on the other hand were usually busy taking care of your grandfather.
Whenever you both got the chance to facetime or talk on the phone, he’d end up falling asleep while still on the line which you found very endearing considering he is Min Yoongi, the sleeping beauty.
You were hoping he might call again, it’s been two days since you Facetime and other than that all you’ve received were a few “I love you” and “I’m tired but safe” texts from him.
A call from him would be nice after your long day dealing with your parents and taking care of your grandfather, a wave of loneliness that decided to work it’s way into your body and weigh you down.
After texting him for a bit about the meeting he had and other daily things, he said he would FaceTime you. Your heart jumped a bit in the excitement of hearing his voice, and you waited patiently laying on your head, cuddling the pillow you brought with you that still smelled like Yoongi.
The screen lit up with his contact picture and you immediately pressed the answer button. You were met with a very tired looking Yoongi laying in bed, his dark hair wet, meaning he just had a bath.
He wore a white bathrobe that showcased his collarbones and a bit of chest and that was enough to make you weak.
“Hey sexy,” you said, unable to hide your grin.
Yoongi chuckled, his deep voice causing you to shiver with pleasure. “My eyes are puffy from exhaustion after today’s meeting" He yawned, turning over in bed and holding the phone so you could still see his face.
“Have you drank enough water today? Your voice sounds hoarse.” you enquired sensing a little discomfort in his voice.
“Yeah, I got a bottle of water earlier.” Yoongi yawned again, causing you to crack one yourself. "It was all because of Hoseok's. The ice-cream that he force fed me after work did it's magic“ Yoongi went on, brushing his damp hair away from his face. The action made you shiver again.
“You look good tonight, by the way. I wish I could be there beside you.” he suddenly said, eyeing you through the screen. The shirt you had on was way too big for you ending up exposing your collar bones plus you had no shorts under the shirt and your thighs were on full display for him.
“Or be on top of me,” you added, hinting at possible fun you could have later in the call.
“I already jerked off in the shower thinking about you, I’m good.” Yoongi said nonchalantly like he was listing off chores he completed.
“Oh my god!! Yoongi.” you failed at his straightforward words.
“What? I met my needs. And now I’m sleepy.” he nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders making you roll your eyes.
“What about my needs?” you questioned watching him remove the bathrobe and get into the bed.
“What about them? You know you've got two hands and a drawer full of toys I sent you last week when you said you missed me. Use them" He grinned at the flushed mess his words turned you into.
"Yoongii~ that's not fair. I hate you" you said, flustered at your own actions. "They don't feel like you" You completed before putting up the pillow in front of your face.
"What do you want me to do then? Dirty talk? ASMR?" he asked, knowing full well what his words were doing to you but didnt stop.
"ASMR?? Wh-what? Why?" You asked wide eyed.
"Don't pretend like you don't get wet when I whisper into your ears. I've seen you shiver almost every night with my voice alone" he said again, this time his voice going several octaves low which definitely made your spine shiver.
You flopped back on the bed, unable to hold back a bit of laughter. “Okay asshole, you win. Now stop with that voice" Your ears turned red with all the heat creeping up your face.
"I still wish you were here though.” you said, laying down on the bed and pulled up the covers to your nose.
“I wish I was too. I miss you so fucking much buttercup” he mused over the screen, turning in bed.
You watched him slowly sink deeper into his pillows and start yawning more and more. “I love you,” he murmured, his eyes closed as he was slowly drifting off to sleep over facetime.
You smiled. “I love you too.” and finally soft snores started coming out of his mouth. You kissed the screen of your phone before ending the call and drifted off to sleep yourself.
