Nightingale | Hyung line FF✔

7

After dinner I went back to my room and got everything set up for when Master Yoongi would show up. When Master Yoongi finally came to my room, I had showered and changed into one of my long silky nightgowns. When he knocked, I opened the door and let him inside of my bedroom.

I was so nervous that I couldn't speak at all, but Master Yoongii just smiled at me and walked over to the window. He looked out it for a moment before he turned back to look at me.

Walking over to my bed, he sat down and motioned for me. I walked over to him and he reached out for me then pulled me into a tight embrace with him. He held onto my face with both hands as if he wanted to memorize it or something, but because his eyes were closed as well I partially panicked as if he were going to kiss me like Namjoon had. But... I didn't know and might have been overthinking it.

Maybe he wasn't going to kiss me. I didn't know what was going on anymore so after a while when we stopped hugging, I just stood up straight in front of him again waiting for his next move just standing there in silence staring at each other's eyes until finally...he spoke again "You're very pretty, sweet Nightingale."

"Oh?" My voice sounded small even in comparison to Yoongi's soft deep tone.

"Thank You?" My voice sounded even smaller now.
"Well, shall we um... get to translating?" I asked, pointing towards the table with the books I'd set up for him to translate. He smiled and stood, kissing my forehead once more as we both walked over to the table. I only had one chair here so Master Yoongi sat down and opened the first book before looking up at me. He smirked and pulled me into his lap. I sat sideways, my legs hanging over his left leg.

"Comfortable?" He asked with a grin. I just nodded, feeling my whole face heat up from how close his face was to me.
"Good." He grinned and picked up the pen I'd set out for him. He looked at the first page of the book and looked at me.
"So, anything in particular you're looking for?" He asked.

"Yes... more information on... me.. my people... and the Vail." I told him.

"Are you sure? Everything is usually vague when it comes to those things. Trust me, we've looked for as much information as we could." He replied. It's not that I didn't believe him... but I just had a feeling that there might be something they overlooked, or didn't completely read through.

"Please? I'd really like to know." I asked him again, he simply smiled a little and flipped through the pages, setting the book aside and looking at the next book in the pile I'd made. He went on like this for a while. Flipping through the pages, sometimes slowing and reading some parts more carefully. I couldn't do anything but watch him from the comfort of his lap. He had one arm around me the entire time, and at some point I found myself slowly tracing his hand with my fingertips.
He didn't seem to mind the action and seemed rather content with me sitting in his lap, he is the one who guided me here after all.

"I've read through as much as there is." He began to explain. "Still, there seems to be some gaps in the information. Your kind is only viewed as the ones who placed the vail up, the ones who keep things in balance. And in that, you unfortunately leave yourselves open for attack. It's believed to be the reason why your people are near extinct.

"There's nothing about where exactly my people came from? Or how I'm supposed to keep this 'balance'?" I asked, unsure of all of this still.

"I wouldn't worry so much about it. The where isn't as important. If you're like most creatures from the other world.... you just.... exist. Sure, there's theories of the fallen who might have created us to cure their boredom and loneliness... thus why some think they're half gods." He said softly, gently turning me towards him.
"We ourselves have asked that of us. We're not like the other demons, we're certainly no angels, and we're definitely not blood drinkers... well, not in the sense of the Vampires. Yet... we do share some qualities with some of these creatures." He smirked. "Jin once questioned if we were a new kind of Incubus, sent to allure and devour men and women. We've questioned it... maybe we are from the loins of Lillith and Cain... whoever they are." He grinned again before leaning back in the chair, his hips rose and I lifted up a bit. The groan from his throat was alluring to say the least.
"Hmm... sorry." He smirked. I had closed my eyes as I felt him against me, it was only a brief moment, but I think I might have moaned inwardly.

"I... should go, if ... I mean, you should go if.. uh... if there's nothing else." I said, flustered beyond everything. He stood up from the chair with me and held me against him, our faces close together again, maybe more so than when we were sitting. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest. I didn't know what to say. My heart was pounding rapidly. I felt this tumbling mess in my stomach. I knew I was blushing, and I knew Yoongi could tell. His smirk said it all. He came even closer, and I thought we were going to kiss. But he leaned back, stepping back a bit.