Purple || MYG

Love

    "You let that bastard touch you?!" Yoongi yelled pacing back and forth in front of you in his spacious living room while the rest of the guys sat around lazily watching the scene unfold.
    "It's my face Yoongi not my ass." You crossed your arms over your chest scoffing.
    "He marked you. Nobody else is allowed to mark you!" He growled lowly in your ear as he trapped you between his arms, back flush against the couch. You hated it when his voice dropped as he spoke in your ear, his breath sending chills through your body as your brain clouded with thoughts of him. Even if you were supposed to be arguing you couldn't help but be severely turned on.
    "If you're so upset about someone else marking me, why don't you mark me?" I whispered sensually in Yoongis ear causing a low moan to escape his throat. Yoongi was ready to take you right then and there till a nervous cough was heard from the chair adjacent you. Yoongi locked eyes with a flustered Jungkook before rolling his eyes and scooping you off the couch and stomping off to the room. 

    He flung open his bedroom door and slammed it shut right after tossing you onto the bed.
    "Someone's needy."
    "Shut up." Your eyes widened as he stalked over to you slowly, his expression mixed with anger and lust as he pushed you back onto the bed.
    "I don't like other guys touching what's mine." He harshly bit your neck and then licked the spot. You stared up at him hoping he would continue. Yoongi smirked at you and before you had time to process it, he had ripped your leggings basically in half and flipped you so that you were on your hands and knees. I'm so going to be sore tomorrow.

    Three days. It's been three days since you last left Yoongis room. You tried but he was being awfully protective over you lately. Or maybe he was hiding something. All you knew was every time you tried to leave the room, he would rush out getting whatever it was that you needed.
    "Yoongi."
    "Hm?" He looked up from the notebook he had been scribbling something in.
    "I need to go home." You pouted as he squinted his eyes at you before letting out a serious 'no' and the turning back to his notebook.
    "What? Why?" No answer.
    "Yoongi." Silence.
    "MIN YOONGI ANSWER ME!" Fake snores were heard as he laid his head on the desk. Tired of his childishness you swiftly jumped up and opened the door before he could stop you.
    "Alex wait!" Slam.

    You marched your way down the stairs and towards the noisy living room. You walked in and saw the boys all rearranging furniture. Fairy lights were strung all around the living room, the main lights were off drawing attention to the round table draped in white linen in the center of the room.
    "What the hell are you guys doing?" All heads spun to look at you, each one more horrified than the other.
    "Guys?" No answer from them either. They all stood still as if you couldn't see them if they didn't move. Before you could say anything else you felt one hand cover your eyes and another cover your mouth as you were dragged back up the stairs to Yoongis room.
    "Damnit Alex, you ruined the surprise." A frustrated Yoongi sat next to you on the edge of the bed with his face in his hands.
   "Surprise?" You squeaked.
    "It's been months and we haven't been on an actual date yet so the guys came up with the idea that you would like it if we had our date in privacy instead of being in the open with people flocking over to us or staring at us because of our color. It's stupid I know, I told them this was a dumb idea I should-" you cut off his rambling with a quick kiss.
    "I love it, Yoongi." He smiled wide at you his gums on full display, and you couldn't help but smile back. He kissed you. It wasn't rough or long but it was filled with a deeper meaning. Your words got caught in your throat at the small gesture and you couldn't stop yourself from spilling your heart.
    "Yoongi I... I love you." Silence. Deafening silence. Yoongi was always quiet, but his silence right now felt like a knife was being shoved through your ears. Slowly he lifted his head to look at you. He was expressionless like always and all you wanted to do now was run. You said the few words you never thought you'd say to any man other than your dad and yet here you were. 3 little words that meant so much and yet he was silent. Yoongi continued to stare into your eyes. He was searching your soul and as much as you loved staring at his deep purple eyes you wanted to look away in this moment. Your head dropped to look at your hands fiddling with the hem of your shirt. You wanted to cry. Yoongi suddenly cupped your face and forced you to look at him. It felt like hours as you both stared at each other like that before he finally spoke.
    "Say that again." His voice was barely a whisper, just loud enough for you to hear it. A tear slipped down your cheek as you processed his words.
    "I love you, Min Yoongi." You whispered back as another tear slid down and disappeared in between his fingers that still lightly cupped your face. His face softened and his hard exterior finally broke. Pulling you forward his lips connected with yours in a passion filled kiss. All of your feelings spilling into the way you kissed him back. He pulled away to catch his breath, your foreheads resting against each other. His eyes were closed, and you wondered if anyone could look more ethereal.
    "I fucking love you too Alex." He laughed and opened his eyes, his glossy from the tears he was fighting back while yours slipped carelessly down your face.
    "You love me?" He nodded his head and laughed again.
    "I've loved you since I met you." He kissed your forehead and pulled you in for a tight hug. You had admitted the feelings that scared you the most and he had returned them. Everything felt so right in this moment, and you hoped this feeling would last forever.