All It Takes Is One Step | Yoonmin

Chapter 39

I don't think I've ever seen Yoongi look so handsome or so pissed off at the same time as when he walked onto the set with his mother on his tail, talking animatedly to him.

The moment that Yoongi spotted me, he made a beeline for me and grabbed me, pulling me in and holding me tight as he softly growled.

"She won't shut the fuck up." He growled in my ear. "Trying to tell me all kinds of shit about how our relationship will be and what she'll do if we do as she says, it's bullshit."

I know.

"It's okay." I mumbled, smiling a bit mischievously as I realized my little 'annoy Yoongi into not noticing the pretty stylist' plan worked. I knew he wouldn't cheat on me.

But that won't stop me from being jealous.

"I wish everyone would stop butting into our relationship." He hissed.

I hugged him, purring softly to try and calm the alpha a bit. "Calm down, Yoonie."

His stressed and angry pheromones calmed a little when I called him by the cute nickname. He smiled, rubbing my back soothingly as he engulfed me in his embrace.

"I could get used to that." He mumbled in my ear.

I smiled, enjoying our little moment together for as long as I could. But pretty quickly, it had to end.

"Yoongi, Jimin, honey, it's time to start." My mom called. I looked up to my mother, obediently nodding as Yoongi let me go. I went to her while Yoongi sighed and followed, clearly wanting the moment to last a bit longer himself.

Admittedly, when I was first told about us having to model to assure our status as mates, it sounded like a horrible idea. But...

Admittedly, I did find it fun to pose cutely with Yoongi. It was embarrassing at first, but he made sure to give me a confidence boost every single time he could, whispering sweet nothings into my ear between poses each time he could. He also pulled me into his lap for a couple shots, making me smile uncontrollably.

He looks so handsome.

For the last shot, the photographer and my mother were hushedly bickering, trying to decide a pose for us to do. I sat in Yoongi's lap, quite content as I wrapped my arms around his neck and cuddled with him.

"Are you having fun?" He asked softly, a smile on his face as he supported my back with his arm, holding me into him.

I gave him a little nod. "I-It's...not so bad..." I mumbled. "I-I like...b-being with you...s-so..."

He chuckled softly in my ear at my stutter. He leaned closer and kissed my temple as I blushed, closing my eyes shyly as he teased me.

Click--

I gasped softly when I heard the sound of the camera going off. I opened my eyes to see a determined look on my mom's and the photographer's faces as they captured our little moment.

"That's a wrap!" My mother called out with a grin. Immediately, staff scattered with the two stylists coming over to Yoongi and I. I whined softly when they beckoned for me to get off of Yoongi, clinging to him harder and burying my nose into his neck.

"We can change back ourselves. Don't worry about us." Yoongi smiled as he spoke the English, passing right over my head as I looked up at him.

The two women nodded, obediently scattering with the other staff to clean up the set. Yoongi turned me in his lap so I could wrap my legs around his waist, and he picked me up. I purred softly as he carried me away to his dressing room, where he locked the door.

Why did he lock the door?

I got excited, but he just set me down in a chair and lazily sat in a different one, groaning quietly as he relaxed back.

"I never want to do this again." He grumbled, his eyes flitting down to land on my excited face. "What are you grinning so goofily for?"

Immediately, the smile dropped off my face. I stood up, averting my gaze.

"N-Nothing. I-I'll go get changed in m-my--"

"Just change in here." He shrugged. "I won't look. You can wear whatever you want. All of the clothes in the dressing rooms are meant for us."

My eyes landed on the clothes he'd wore here.

"Whatever I want to wear?" I asked, looking over at him momentarily.

"Yeah, whatever you want." He mumbled, clearly not realizing what I intended. He was relaxing in his chair, eyes closed and content.

I'm gonna wear his clothes--

I snatched them up from where they were folded neatly, taking a moment to inhale the scent on them before I took off my clothes and quickly replaced the expensive clothes I wore with his comfortable sweats so he wouldn't see the naughty clothes I wore beneath.

"Aren't you going to change too?" I asked softly as I pulled on his sweatpants, the last piece of the puzzle.

He grunted in response, opening his eyes and spinning in his chair to look at me. He paused when he saw me wearing his clothes.

"You--"

"You said whatever I wanted to wear." I said, an innocent smile on my face.

He sighed, before he smiled. "Yeah, I guess I did. Fine, have it your way. Though if you're going to wear my clothes, I might as well go home in this." He mumbled. "Are you and your mom ready to leave yet? I don't want to have to ride home with my mom."

"I can ask."

"Please ask."

I held out my hand at the request, giving him a small smile. "Th-Then...c-can we...?"

He smiled when I trailed off nervously. He took up and took my hand, intertwining our fingers as he came closer and pecked my forehead.

"Whatever you want, I'll do, love." He mumbled with a smile, before he led me out of the dressing room and to go and find my mother.

It didn't take long--my mother was being pretty loud. She was harping at the photographer to give her some of the pictures unedited so she can keep them in a photo album, while the poor photographer was just cowering and quickly trying to give her what she wanted.

"Mama?" I called softly as we approached.

"Yes sweetie?" My mom did a one eighty and smiled at me.

"Yoongi and I are ready to go home..."

"Oh! I can't leave just yet, but you can take my car home. I'll call a taxi." She said with a smile, fishing for her keys in her purse before she gave the keys to Yoongi. "I won't be back until after midnight, so you boys behave."

"Yes ma'am." Yoongi smiled at her as he took the keys.

Psshh.

Nope. I'm getting some dick tonight.