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Everybody knew how you and Yoongi can be so awkward together. Silence always finds its way to creep up to you two. Even though the whole room was full of laughter.
Everybody knew, how good friends you were yet you weren't the type to hang out. Unlike you being with the Maknae line all the time.
Everybody knew those times when you won't even acknowledge each other's presence.
But what everybody didn't know, was those side glances you give to each other. Those sly smirks when your eyes met. The hands are on each other's thighs when no one is looking.
Both of you were pretending to be friends in public, so no one knows what you two have been doing secretly.
"Fuck.." You hold back the moan that's trying to escape your mouth because of Yoongi's lips on your neck's sweet spot.
The rehearsal for the new album just finished yet here you two are. In his studio in the BigHit building, hands-on each other's bodies.
The choreo of the new song was intense, sexually intense that had made you stare at Yoongi for God knows how long. Everybody else in the dance room was also staring at the 7 men, so no one noticed how intimate you were looking at him.
Well, of course, except the man himself.
You can't deny the pool forming on your area down there, watching him sway his hips, do those stares on the mirror, cocky smirks that you fully know were meant for you.
He was so fucking hot.
For Yoongi, just thinking of how you were admiring him, desiring him, in front of people turned him on. The way you sneakily rub your thighs together for friction. The feeling of your intense glare at him. The way you crave for him when he wasn't even doing much. The way you wanted him so bad but can't when there's a lot of people around you. He was just so turned on he could just fuck you right there and then.
He will, eventually.
Having you vulnerable in his arms, hearing you moan his name quietly while his hands were all over your body.
He let your shirt and pants fall as he took it off. His lips met yours once again. Your hands inside his shirt feeling his muscles. His hands take off your remaining clothes.
Him still fully clothed while you were bare naked, just for him to devour.
He traces kisses from your cheeks to your neck, down to your chest. Taking in a nipple while his other hand pleasures the neglected one, taking turns.
You bit your lip while closing your eyes taking your time to feel the pleasure he currently is giving.
He stopped and stood straight, looking at your flustered and confused face.
"Why?" You asked, but no response, he just kept staring.
You blink confusedly. But he, then suddenly holds your hand and kissed the back of it, saying "You're so beautiful," your name following it soon after.
You were stunned and flustered to even respond. Not sexually flustered, but you felt butterflies on your stomach. He just smiled and led you to sit on his couch for the first time since you two arrived and started making out on the back of his door.
It wasn't a first, he always does that every time both of you are doing it. And it always gets you off guard, you never really got used to it.
You weren't sure if it was a habit or foreplay or kink or whatever. It wasn't normal for you, thinking that with guys you had hooked up with never did that.
