Bangtan Fanfic [One-shots Compilation]

Min Yoongi

Suga

Stage Name : Suga (슈가)
Birth Name : Min Yoongi
DOB : March 9, 1993
Position : Lead rapper
Zodiac : Pisces
Favorite color: White
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Concert D-3

7:00 PM
28th of April

“Boys, get ready. We’ll start in forty minutes.” we all heard PD-nim said as he walk inside their huge waiting room.

“Yes, PD-nim!” Bangtan responded in unison.

Well, except for one person who’s too lazy to even respond with a simple ‘yes’. He didn't even look at their manager and just kept staring at me.

“Babe...” he whispered.

I looked at him straight into his eyes. “Yes?” I answered back, smiling sweetly.

“I wanna cuddle with you more...” he whispered once again in a husky voice, making my face turn into red.

This jerk really loves teasing me, even around a lot of people! “A-ah... B-but you have to perform already...”

He chuckled. “You look like a tomato.” he uttered while smiling mischievously, fully aware of his effect on me.

I gulped as I look away, facing the other side. “I-it’s just that... it’s kinda hot in here.” I stuttered, moving my hands up and down as if giving myself some air.

He moved closer to me and bit his lower lip. “No, babe... That’s what you call... blushing.” He whispered om my ear and chuckled.

I almost jumped at the sound of his voice. “F-fuck.” I can feel the tension between the two of us and I can’t take it anymore. It’s killing me! Damn, he’s just too sexy!

Once again, I gulped, bit my lower lip and turned my back on him, trying to hide my red face. “What’s with the fuck?” he teased while hugging me from the back.

“N-Nothing...”

I tried to calm yourself, but...

“Babe...?”

He just won’t freaking stop! This idiot doesn’t know how attractive his voice is!

I took a deep breath. “W-What?” I tried to control my voice but obviously, I just failed.

“I think... you’re... getting... fat?”

My eyes suddenly went bigger and I think all your blood just raised up to my head! Yeah, you're right, Min Yoongi... I look like a tomato. But this time, it’s because of irritation, you piece of shit!

“WHAT... DID YOU JUST... SAY?” I said as I slowly turn around to face him.

“Uhh... You’re getting fat?”

Of course, he’s Yoongi. What did I even expect?

“Prepare yourself, hyung!” I heard Namjoon shouted, sitting on a couch a few meters away from us.

But looks like this guys right here doesn’t have any idea what’s waiting for him right now. “What? Why? Uh... Babe? What’s the problem? Your face is so red. Don’t tell me, you’re still blushing, huh?” he smirked.

Great, you just pissed me off even more!

“Run...”

“Why would I-- uh-oh... I-I’m deaaaaaad!” he screamed and started running so fast as I also run towards him.