The morning after...
I wake up to an empty bed. Memories of last night flooded my brain and I could feel heat rush to my cheeks. After being so damn insecure about myself, I finally gave it up. I always thought it would be with someone I love but this works too. Yoongi walked me through the whole thing quite carefully and honestly, I don't think, for my first time, it could have been better.
My whole body is sore but after the long bath, at least the soreness reduced. Well, even if I have a limp, I can walk now. I walk down towards the kitchen following the amazing smell only to see shirtless Yoongi cooking.
Pancakes. He made pancakes. I fucking love pancakes.
"Good to see you up on your feet again." Yoongi laughs, acknowledging my presence.
"Yeah, I didn't think I'd be up on my feet so fast after last night." I can see Yoongi turn red. Oh My God. I'm so not letting this slide.
"Is the Min Yoongi shy? Are you blushing? Talking about us having sex makes you blush?" I joke.
"Yeah well knowing that I was your first makes me kinda happy you know?" He says, trying his best to hide his feelings.
"Yeah, I never told you that I was a virgin. How'd you know?"
"Namjoon told." I sigh at the mention of Namjoon's name.
"Oh yeah, Namjoon. I need to talk about my apartment and everything with him. I surely need some time off to go apartment hunting. Were you serious about letting me stay here for as long as I want?"
"Yep. Absolutely. You won't even have to worry about breakfast and dinner. I'm an excellent cook." He says shrugging with a sense of confidence in him.
"Woah us living together, at least till I find an apartment. Don't blame me if I sneak into your room wanting more of yesterday." I say and wink at him.
"It's not gonna happen again," Yoongi says in a serious tone.
"What do you mean by it's not gonna happen again?"
"Us, having sex. It won't happen again."
"Why was I that bad?" I ask, slightly worried and confused.
"Trust me when I say this, you are anything but bad in bed. You are a natural. I could probably have sex with you every day for the rest of my life and still not get bored of it. You are that good."
"Then why?" I can feel tears pooling in my eyes.
"Because...... You have feelings for Namjoon. And he probably does too."
"Yeah right, that's why he was dry humping my best friend in front of me not even being aware of the fact that there was someone else in the room," I say with a slightly raised and cracked voice.
"He was jealous of us at the ball and probably got drunk."
"Stop trying to hide his fault. If he did like me he would have asked me to be his date and not Hwasa." I shout at Yoongi as I feel tears trickle down my cheek.
"I know you don't have feelings for me and we need to live together for some time. I want to be your friend instead because it is physically or mentally impossible for me to have sex with somebody who is in love with my brother."
"For once stop thinking about my feelings and his feelings and think about yours. I know even if we don't have a relationship I want to continue this."
"What about my feelings? What do you mean?"
"Last night. I heard it. Right before I fell asleep in your arms, I heard it."
I could see his face go pale. "What do you mean you heard me?"
"I heard you say you love me."
"You weren't supposed to know that."
"Oh come on."
"Okay, Maya then look at it from my perspective. The girl I love gave me her virginity because she was heartbroken by the man that she loves, who is my brother and now wants to continue fucking me while being in love with someone else." He shouts.
I for once couldn't answer back. He's right. I can't ask him to do this.
"I'm sorry." That was all I could say.
"It's okay. You just got a taste of something good which you can't seem to give up that easily. It'll take time. Relax I'm not mad at you."
He gently strokes my cheek wiping the tears that fell.
"And I'm serious about being your friend. And letting you stay here indefinitely. You surely have a lot to talk about with Namjoon but maybe don't tell him about my feelings for you."
"It's generally supposed to be the other way around you know? He should be the one knowing and keeping your feelings for me a secret."
"Well, I recently realized so didn't get the time to tell it to him. And even if I told it to him, he wouldn't believe it."
"Oh yeah, I know. He asked me to stay away from you and the other five because according to him, you all are fuckboys."
"Well, we are. The only thing that has changed now is I'll be fucking some random chick but I'll be in love with you."
"Yeah, I don't know how to react to that" I slowly shake my head, finishing the last of the pancakes.
"You need to go buy some clothes. You can't live off my tees and boxers. Go spend some money. I'm already saving you tons by making breakfast and dinner for you." He says with a smile while taking my plate for cleaning up.
"It's nice." I look at him with a smile.
"What?"
"Being friends with you. Now please lend me some clothes so that I can go to the mall."
"Get them from my closet. Everything is black or white and oversized. You'll like a penguin" He laughs. I swear if I wasn't head over heels for Namjoon, I would have fallen for Yoongi this very instant.
"Thanks, man."
I get up and change my clothes. As he said, I looked like a penguin. But it was comfortable so fuck it.
I finally bid adieu to Yoongi and head towards the mall, buying the most basic of clothing and a few formals for work. Speaking of work, I need to call Namjoon. I pull out my phone and call him. He picked up almost instantly.
"Hey, Maya I'm extremely sorry about last night. I don't know what I was thinking. I was drunk and she was just all over me and..."
"Yeah save the story for another time. I have other things on my plate currently. This brings me to this. I need time off from work. Indefinitely."
"What! Why? I can't have my secretary disappear for an indefinite period of time. Are you bringing something as petty as me sleeping with Hwasa into your professional life like this? What the hell?"
" Huh. Well, guess what not everything is about you dickhead. I'm taking a time off because my apartment, with everything in it, blew up, which you would know if you weren't too busy fucking my best friend."
"What the fuck? How the hell did it happen? Why didn't you call me?"
"I had someone else with me. Now that being said, I'll be off. I hope you grant my wish, Mr. CEO."
"Don't pull the formal tone with me now."
"Bye." I cut the call and resume my shopping spree.
