Purple || MYG

Girlfriend

    "What?" He rolled his eyes growing more irritated.
    "Alex I hate repeating myself."
    "Why would I be your girlfriend?" I thought he was joking. This wasn't actually happening.
    "Alex you really don't give yourself enough credit. You're an amazing person, you always look out for others even if you act like you don't care. You're fucking beautiful and you don't even try. I love seeing those big round eyes stare back at me wether they're brown or purple, I don't care as long as I'm the only one they're looking at." He finished with a breathy sigh.
    "Look I won't force you into anything you don't want. I know I act like an ass sometimes but I'd never make you do something you didn't want to do." Yoongi looked down at his feet while I stood there speechless and confused. Yoongi liked me? Why? What benefit do I come with? Is it because we're both going to make it big somehow or does he actually like me? A million questions swirled in my head and I started to grow dizzy from it.
    "I just need a minute to think about everything. It's not a no but I just... I don't know." He looked up at me and smiled though I could see a hint of sadness before he concealed it.
    "Of course, babygirl. Anything for you." 

    We walked back towards the front of the bar where the rest of the guys were standing and chatting with BamBam.
    "Alex, I have a job proposition for you!" BamBam beamed at me. I raised my eyebrows and motioned for him to continue.
    "Lately I've been getting more business here and I was given the opportunity to expand to a larger building. I need regular performers for the weekends and occasional weekdays. I want you to be my main girl at the new bar!" Not believing what I was hearing I blinked a few times.
   "So, I perform on stage in a club?" I questioned.
    "I can pay you about 20,000 won an hour and you work as long as you want on your set days and the more the people like your show the more, I'll pay you. Essentially, you'll be paid like a burlesque performer. Customers can leave tips at the bar for you, and you get to keep 100% of it. You'll have a band to work with to prepare instrumentals. You choose your costumes and outfits. The more business you help bring in the more you'll get paid. Plus, who knows this could be some great exposure for you if word gets around. What do you say? Partners?" He stuck his hand out and looked at me expectantly. My smile grew as I shook his hand.
    "You got a deal Bam."
    "Perfect! Give me your number and I'll let you know when you can start. I also wanted to extend the invitation to the guys too. You all would bring tons of business. People would kill to see you all on that stage." The boys all cheered at the new job opportunity from BamBam and we all walked home discussing business.
    Two weeks went by with me still ignoring Yoongi. I didn't know what to say to him. Did I want to say yes? What would happen if I did? Soomi had been ignoring me though I was avoiding her too, but she never failed to run straight to the boys every time I wasn't looking. Seeing her cling to Yoongi made me angry and I hated the power he had over me but at the same time being away from him hurt. Sitting in front of the piano bench I messed around with keys not really in the mood for playing.

    "Why me? You could have anyone you wanted, and you choose me?" I sigh too lost in my thoughts to notice the presence standing behind me.
    "Because I don't want anyone else but you." I jump at the sudden whispering in my ear and spin around in my seat only to fall off the bench. Catching me before I hit the ground Yoongi stands me up and holds me against his chest.
    "Sorry babygirl I didn't mean to scare you." He chuckles and I feel my face grow hot. I hit his chest and sit back down. He takes a seat next to me fiddling with the ivory keys.
    "You play?"
    "A little." He responds.
    "Play something for me." He smiles softly before adjusting his position. Letting his eyes close and his long slender fingers dance around the piano I lose myself in the sound before focusing on his movements. He never ceases to amaze me with his skills. Even though we're both purple I'm nowhere near his level and it saddens me. I didn't notice the music had stopped until I feel his hand on my chin turning me to look him in the eyes. We sit staring at each other for a while, an unreadable expression on his face before he leans in slowly. Do I want this? I watch as his eyes shift from my lips back to my eyes before he gently places his lips on mine. I don't fight it this time. I instantly give in and let him take control. He places his hands on my hips as he slowly pulls me into his lap as he leans against the piano. Wrapping my arms around his neck I deepen the kiss hoping that he catches onto my thoughts and feelings. As if he can read my mind, he speeds up pulling my body as close to his as it can go. We sit like this lost in our own world for what feels like forever before he pulls away.
    "I'm sorry I know you said to give you time I just couldn't hold back anymore. I'm sorry I-" I cut him off by kissing him again.
    "It's okay I don't need time anymore I just need you." I whisper keeping our faces close together. He smiles at me before pecking my lips again.
    "Babygirl show me your eyes." I look up at him a bit confused.
    "The real ones." He whispers. I shake my head no and stand up.
    "Not at school I don't want anyone else to know." He stands up and grabs my bag and intertwines our hands dragging me out of the room.
    "Where are we going?"
   "To my place." He takes out his phone as we're walking and holds it up to his ear.
    "Jimin let Yuri know Alex is with me." He hangs up without hearing a response. I follow him letting him drag us out of school. Reaching his house, he types in a code and the door makes a click as he swings it open. He slams it shut and immediately I'm pinned against the wall.
    "We're not at school anymore babygirl." I sigh and grab his hand dragging him up the stairs towards where I remember his room is. I make my way over to his connected bathroom and take out the brown contacts putting them in the small case I carry around. As I finish up he enters the bathroom and wraps his arms around my waist.
    "Can I see now?" His voice is soft, and his breath tickles my neck. I turn around to face him staring into his eyes. His right hand slowly reaches up to caress my cheek as his purple orbs stare back at mine.
    "So beautiful." He whispers before slamming his lips into mine once again. He picks me up and places me on the counter caressing my cheek with one hand and my leg with the other not daring to break the contact. As things heat up his hands had made their way to the buttons on my shirt undoing a few of them.

    He attacks my neck and down my breasts as my breath catches in my throat at the feeling of his mouth on me. My hands find the hem of his shirt tugging at it signaling for him to remove it and in one quick movement it's on the floor. He reattaches his lips to mine as I wrap my legs around his torso. Yoongi lifts me up off the counter and guides me back into his bedroom and to his bed. Softly laying me down he continues his assault down my chest and a small moan escapes my mouth. I feel him smirk against my skin as his tongue trails up my neck.
    "Y-Yoongi."
    "What is it kitten?" He hums against my neck.
    "I want you." He stops and lifts his head to look at me and I wonder if I said something wrong.
    "It's your first time I don't want you to regret it later." His thumb glides across my cheek.
    "It's okay I want it to be with you."
   "I don't want to hurt you." He whispers.
   "You won't hurt me, Yoongi." I pull him back down to kiss me as he finally relaxes his body against mine. As the kiss heats up again, he finishes undoing the buttons on my shirt removing it and my shorts along with it throwing them somewhere in the room.
    "Don't worry kitten I'll go easy on you for now."