Were you hiding from me?

Yoongi. 5

Y/N rolled onto the bed and hit something. She heard an exclamation and opened her eyes. Yoongi was lying next to her and rubbing his face.

- Be delicate, Y/N, or you're going to make me not want to sleep with you again. You're worse than Tae, who always hugs us so he can fall asleep.

- I'm sorry I fell asleep yesterday.

- Why? You were tired, it's normal. By the way, I'll have to go in a bit, we have to record a song in Japanese.

- I really didn't want to frustrate your expectations.

- Wait, you mean having sex together for the first time? - She felt blushing- Well, tonight is New year's Eve party and there I won't let you escape... Y/N, of course I really want to sleep with you but that doesn't mean I'm going to jump to your neck as soon as I see you.

- Why didn't you come to the birthday yesterday?

- I did, but when I arrived you were already asleep.

- At least, do you have time to have breakfast with me?

- I don't, but don't worry. You can have breakfast quietly.

Yoongi got into the shower and Y/N walked over to the table, where she saw a package wrapped in traditional wrapping paper with a card that said "oseibo" on the top and her name underneath. Deciding not to open it until he got out of the bathroom, she looked for what "oseibo" was and began to look out the bedroom window. Y/N was nervous. Not just for spending the night with Yoongi, but for hanging out with the people of BH until after twelve, including part of the after party. She wasn't sure if the outfit she had chosen was appropriate enough, and besides, she still felt strange, even though she hadn't worked for the company for many months and had a totally plausible excuse. Estée Lauder would confirm it if anyone was suspicious.

When she heard the door open, she took the package and went to where Yoongi was putting on his clothes from the day before. He had to go back to his room to have his makeup done, his hair done, and that his stylist delivered him his clothes for the day.

- Is this for me? - she asked.

- I don't know, maybe it's for me. Is there a note or something? - He said pretending not to have a clue as he tied the boots.

- It's my name on it.

Yoongi turned to look at her, smiling.

- A package with your name in your room... I don't know if it will be for you or not.

- It weighs a lot.

- Open it now! - he ordered, impatient.

When she did, she saw a bottle of Ardbeg.

- And this is because...?

- Gift from oseibo. But never drink more than two glasses in a row or I'll keep it to myself.

- I looked for the meaning before, while you were taking a shower. It is given to show appreciation to the people around you and who have helped you in the second quarter of the year.

- So they say.

- I don't have any gifts for you.

- You are with me, in Tokyo, celebrating New Year's Eve. It is the best gift.

Y/N put the bottle on the bed and walked over to him.

- The cute Yoongi has reappeared...

Before he could make one of his faces trying to hide that he had turned red with her words, Y/N kissed him.

A staff member accompanied her to the foot of the stairs of the stage that they had set up in the street, where the two most famous presenters of the Japanese state television network were, along with the celebrities who had been invited, BTS among them.