Yoongi steps outside, giving me a mean look. His hair dripping wet, stuck to his forehead, he's in a fluffy white robe. I grab the corner of the robe and yank around on it. "Are you naked under there Mr. Min?" He slaps my hand away, his cute eyebrow...
There I was left alone in our hotel room. I wasn't sure what to do with myself. I remembered that Hobi had told me that I have a ticket to the concert tomorrow, but Yoongi has still yet to tell me. But then again as soon as I came back, I distracted him in the best way.
I looked at the empty bed and empty desk chair, and I was sad. I missed his presence almost instantly. I looked at his laptop, I got curious and opened it. It was locked of course, it's not that he didn't trust me, but his deepest darkest secrets were on that laptop. All the lyrics he wrote, I wanted to read some, but couldn't and that was okay.
I texted my mom and best friend, I showed them pictures of LA and told them how everything was going. I wondered when I would have to tell them the truth, I guess when it couldn't be hidden any longer. My mom asked me over and over again if I was okay and I told her yes, many times. She was worrying too much, I know I was all the way across the country, but I was with Yoongi, and he wouldn't let anything happen to me.
Opening the notes on my phone, I decided maybe I would try to finish the song I was writing about Yoongi. I'm not a great writer, nowhere on the level he or Namjoon is. But I wanted to finish it none the less. I re-read it and wrote some lines differently, soon I was finished. Content with it. It was about when we first met when we walked under the moonlight.
I ripped out a piece of paper from one of Yoongi's notebooks, I wrote down the lyrics. Handwritten lyrics always seem much more significant, they seem more sincere. I know Yoongi likes to write all of his lyrics first before transferring them into digital versions.
After I finished writing it down, I folded it up and put it in my purse. I would show him at some point, I'm not sure when, I was pretty nervous about the idea. He's lyricism was no joke, the way his genius brain worked was astounding. He would probably read my simple love song and just laugh at it. I guess I will see someday when I gather the confidence.
I take off my makeup and get ready for bed. I crawl into our large white bed by myself, it seems too large for someone as tiny as me. I roll over and hug his pillow, it smells like his shampoo, it smells wonderful. I hold the pillow close to me and fall asleep.
I'm awaken briefly as Yoongi's tiny body crawls in bed beside me, I scoot over and hug him around the waist. I breathe in his cologne and smile to myself, "hi honey," I whisper, and he kisses the top of my head. "Go back to bed tangerine." I relax my body, with my head on his chest, his slow heartbeat to lull me to sleep, I'm out like a light.
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I wake up and am instantly excited, today is the day of the concert. Yoongi was surprisingly already in the shower; I knew he had to be gone most of today to prepare for the concert. I get out of bed, wanting to talk to him so badly so he can tell me he's got me a ticket. I jiggle the bathroom handle, it's unlocked, I sneak in. I see his lovely milky white body in the shower, drenched in hot water and I have to refrain from wanting to get in with him. I whistle at him; he jerks his head around to see me and covers his lower half with his rag. I laugh at his timidness, I've seen him naked a couple times now, I'm not sure why he's hiding himself.
"Tangeriiine!" He whines, trying to hide himself. I slid the glass shower door open and poke my face in, I'm smacked in the face with hot steam. "Well helloooo Mr. Min." His face turns red, and I can't help but giggle. Yoongi takes his wet hand and shoves my face out of the shower. "What are you doing?!" He's yelling now. I bust out laughing, bent over, I can't help but find his angry face adorable. His cute little eyebrows furrowed in agitation for me interrupting his shower.
"I'm just enjoying the view." I look him up and down, enjoying his skinny but still muscular long white legs. "Aish! Get out or I won't give you the surprise I have for you!" I bust out laughing more and decide to leave. I've agitated him enough; he might be grumpy now. Yoongi doesn't like to be touched, although it doesn't seem to bother him when I do, but he also likes his privacy.
I sit on the bed and scroll around on my phone waiting for him to come out. Shortly after I left, I hear the shower stop running. Yoongi steps outside, giving me a mean look. His hair dripping wet, stuck to his forehead, he's in a fluffy white robe. I grab the corner of the robe and yank around on it. "Are you naked under there Mr. Min?" He slaps my hand away, his cute eyebrow even further down now. He would look menacing if I didn't know that deep down, he was a softie. My sweet kitten. He had claws, but he was still so soft and cute.
"What's gotten into you!" He's demanding answers for my lude behavior. But you've seen him, right? How am I not supposed to hit on him every second of every day? I stand up and cup his cute face, the scary look melts. I kiss his perfect lips. "It isn't necessarily my fault that you made me fall so hard for you." I give him a sweet smile and he avoids my eyes, getting shy on me.
"Even though you're misbehaving, go check my jacket pocket, there's something in there for you." I grin, knowing what it is, but wanting to act well enough so Hobi doesn't get in trouble. I walk over to his leather jacket and rummage through the pockets. I pull out a BTS ticket, I knew it was in there but honestly, I was still so happy to see it. I jumped up and down squealing. "Yoongles!!" I run over to him and basically leap onto him. He catches me and hugs me.
"That's a ticket for the friends and family section, you won't be around normal ARMY." I hug him so tightly I hear him exhale the breath he had in his lungs. He grunts and tries to shove me away. But I just hold tighter. "Thank you so much Yoongi, you're so wonderful." I look up and kiss his perfect nose. He scrunches it in response. "I've never been able to afford a ticket, this will be my first concert! This was on my bucket list, thank you so much!" I can't help but tear up. He pats my back, trying to comfort me so I don't cry.
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Yoongi leans his head down and kisses me tenderly on the lips. "I have to get dressed and go. There's so much to do, we have to rehearse and get ready. I'll look for you in the audience." I grin at him ecstatic; I couldn't wait. I hug him tightly once more and let him go free to get dressed. He leaves the hotel in sweats and a baggy shirt. "Bye honey!" I yell after him as he walks out. He smiles at me before exiting.
I jumped up and down again, not being able to contain my excitement. I open the photo editing app on my phone and decide to make something for Yoongi. After manifesting my idea, I searched LA for a printing shop. I wanted to print out my sign so I could hold it up during the concert. Luckily there is a shop a few blocks from the hotel. I put the address into my phone and grab my purse, phone, and hotel key card.
