Pop Star || Yoongi x Reader

14. Into The Closet

"May I have the cake?"

For some reason, that makes you laugh. Was it because he refused earlier? Or was it his expressionless face? Or was he just growing on you?

"Yeah, of course. Help yourself."
He gets off the chair and seats himself on a stool across you, nearer to the food-laden table.
"Why did you laugh?" he asks.
You glance at him, checking if you ended up offending him. On the contrary, he looks amused.
"I can't figure you out. I don't know how to convey that sentiment in Korean."
You type in your app, hoping it made sense to him.
The translation must have been off because he ends up chuckling.
"Do you like chocolate?" he asks, licking the spoon as he finishes the question. You blink.
"Love it," you reply, "anything chocolate any time of the day. You?"

You're suddenly a little nervous. Why does he want to know your likes and dislikes? Or is it just his limited knowledge of English limiting the kind of conversations he can have?

"I like anything. I don't like sweet things too - how do you say?"

He doesn't like to eat sweet things often - you learn from the translator.

You lean forward. "Can I ask you something?"

"Hmm?"

"Why did you tease me that day? When we were at HYBE, it felt like you were getting back at me. We don't know each other well enough to - to just tease, you know." 

Suga narrows his eyes. "Should I -?" you extend your hand to get your phone back but he shakes his head. "I understood what you said."

The question has been in your head since that day, but you weren't sure if you would ever get to ask it. You haven't been able to figure out if he intended to reprimand you, or if that was just his way of pulling your leg. You don't like the suspense. And then there's also the case of the things you did say...

"About the things I said -," you begin, "- that night at the airport - I was just trying to tease Lily, my assistant. I'm sorry that you had to hear -" you fumble, "well, I don't even remember my exact words - but it must have sounded shitty -"

A gentle knock interrupts your conversation. You're glad because you didn't plan on giving an apology and you had no idea why you were suddenly giving a haphazard explanation of yourself here. His straight face wasn't helping you understand his reaction either.

"Y/N? Can I come in?" Seyeon's voice comes through the door, making you jump.

"Fuck," you mutter.

Suga gets up from the stool, hastily grabbing his cap and things from the makeup table. You look around - there's a wooden closet. It's the only place. Suga, meanwhile, is walking towards the bathroom. You grab his arm and nudge him to hide in the closet.

He halts. You become acutely aware of his muscles against your softer, colder palm. Meanwhile, he gazes at you with the tiniest smirk. You blink fast and let go, flustered by the rush of the moment.

You had only grabbed him on instinct. The chances of it were slim, but Seyeon could ask to use the bathroom.

And it would be very weird to explain why this guy was in there.

"Seyeon! Hey!" You let her in. Both of you briefly discuss the performance and make some small talk.

"Monica told me about your injury. How bad is it?"

"Not a lot, I think I pulled a muscle somewhere during the lift up," you rub the anterior portion of your right thigh.

"First thing, you put this," she hands you an ice pack, " and I've made an appointment with our physician tomorrow. You should come by around noon."

"Already? It's not hurting much..." you mutter as you place the ice pack under your thigh, "thanks for this though..."

"You're limping, Y/N. Monica told me that you tend to avoid doctors."

You hide your face in your hands.

"I don't run away from doctors," you chuckle, "I just wanted to sleep in tomorrow."

"That's why I kept it at noon, you can sleep in the morning. Just drop by for a check-up."

"I will." you nod.

"Oh, by the way, Day6 and Stray Kids are here, you should meet them. I know you've worked with eaJ already -"

Your phone rings, interrupting your conversation. You freeze when you realize where the ring is coming from. Suga was the last one who'd used the translator.

"You should get it," Seyeon says, "though - is it in the closet?" she laughs.

"Yeah, it's okay I must have shoved it in with the clothes haha..." You talk very fast.

It stops ringing abruptly.

You would have liked to talk longer to annoy Suga somewhat, but the phone made you too jumpy. You decide to terminate the conversation.

"Listen, Seyeon. I - um - need to make a call to my mom. It'll be about 10 minutes max. Can you -?" you finish tentatively. Seyeon takes the hint thankfully, "yes, of course. I'll give you your privacy. Just give me a call when you're done."

You send her off.

After she leaves, you limp back to the closet. You mentally thank Seyeon and Monica for making that appointment with the doctor as your leg is really beginning to hurt now.

On opening the closet, you have to bite your lip to stop yourself from laughing.