The Secret Between Two [A Min Yoongi ff]

All I Do Is Win

I woke up the next morning with a splitting headache. My body felt numb and I just lied there until I was able to move.

I looked to my left, when my body no longer felt numb, and saw Yoongi peacefully sleeping. His lips were in a pout, his nose was slightly scrunched up, and his fluffy blonde hair was everywhere.

I turned to my right and noticed that the analog clock read 7:44 am and suddenly I felt the urge to throw up, so I hopped and ran to the bathroom and flug open the toilet seat. And for the next eight seconds, I let out all of the contents from my stomach. As I finished cleaning up, I swore I wouldn't drink as much as I did last night ever again. I then took a quick shower and exited the bathroom to find Yoongi still asleep. I went to the closet to put on shorts and one of Yoongi's shirts, and when I came back out, he was still asleep. I smiled fondly at him and decided I wasn't going to wake him up. Rather I was going to go to the living room and assess the damage.

When I got to the living room, it was spotless. The only thing out of place, was the decorations the boys had put up yesterday. There was no trace of the wild party that went on last night.

I then heard what sounded like pots being moved, and I went to the kitchen.

There was Jimin sitting cross legged on the floor with two of my cabinets open.

"Jimin-ah," I whispered in order not to startle him, "what are you doing?"

He turned around and gave me a small smile.

"I couldn't sleep, so I cleaned up the mess the members made. Now I'm just putting away the dishes," he said cutely as he finished putting the last pot away.

He closed the cabinet and stood up quickly. He slapped his forehead and groaned in pain.

"Headache?" I questioned.

He nodded.

I smiled and walked over to the fridge to grab some ingredients, "I'll make hangover smooties! I've gotten pretty good at them considering the amount of times Yoongi gets wasted."

With all the ingredients I had, I brought them to the counter and placed them down next to the blender.

"I takes a lot for hyung to get wasted so I can imagine juat how much alcohol," Jimin cringed as he hopped up on the counter right next to me.

"Yeah and my tolerance is super low so I'm already out of it by the time he gets slightly tipsy," I said in a pout as I moved over a bit to wash the fruits in the sink.

"Oh gosh I didn't know that! I wouldn't have made you take those lines of shots with me," he said apologeticly.

"It's ok! It made everything more fun! The atmosphere, the dancing," I giggled as I dried off the fruit and bent down to grab a cutting board and knife from the cabinet to cut the strawberries.

"Speaking of dancing, where did you learn to dance like that? I promise I'm not being weird I'm just curious. You were really good with your hips,"he asked.

"Three things. First I'm Puerto Rican, it's in my blood. Second, I used to take dancing lessons. And third, I used to be a stripper," I replied as I cut up enough strawberries to make eight servings.

"YOU WERE WHAT," he yelled.

"Shhhh you're going to wake everyone up," I giggled, "I was a stripper. That's actually the only reason I met Yoongi. I came here for a summer to work at a club downtown."

I then put a portion of the strawberries and some other fruit in in the blender. Then I added honey and frozen yogurt to thicken it up, and turned on the high tech, silent blender.