Min Yoongi Oneshots

Sweater Weather

Autumn was nearing, the leaves turning into shades of yellow, orange, some a fiery red or dark crimson - the kaleidoscope of Fall. The air felt crisper and fresher as it was getting colder and sometimes the feeling of the cold air biting your skin felt nice.

You were walking hand in hand with Yoongi down a path lined with trees. Yoongi was never one for going outside but if you bribed him with hand holding he would agree (with a bit of grumbling on the side). Both wearing jeans, he had on a fleecy hoodie with a big pocket on the front while you had on a denim jacket with a thick jumper underneath. You were completely taken with the colours of the leaves, neither of you talking, the autumn breeze and rustling leaves talked for you - a serene ambient soundtrack.  

You squeezed Yoongi’s hand and stopped walking which made him look at you. You reached into your pocket and pulled out your phone opening the camera.

"Photo time," you said with a smile, glancing at him. You saw him smile as well and he also brought out this phone too.

After many minutes of filling the camera roll with autumn leaves, you looked back down the path and found you’d managed to stray away from Yoongi. His back was facing you and he was still taking photos. You started to feel chilly as you nuzzled the bottom half of your face under your jumper. Then an idea popped into your head. You walked quickly back to him and once you were close enough you slid your arms around his waist from the back, burying your hands into the pocket of his hoodie. You giggled into his back and felt him laugh too.

"How’s my baby?" he asked, you felt his voice vibrate through his back.

"My hands are cold," you whined with pouty lips.

He chuckled again, his shoulders shaking, moving his hand into his pocket. His big hand engulfed your petite one that was desperately trying to warm up, his thumb rubbing the knuckles.

"Shall we go home?" Yoongi asked.

Without you even answering he started waddling back home with your arms still around him and your hands still in his pocket. Struggling behind him, you managed to say,

"You’re just saying that because you want to go home."

"Yeah believe what you want baby." You could hear the smirk in his deep voice.

You responded with a giggle which made him smile ear to ear. Yoongi peeled away your arms taking one of your hands in his and brought you to walk beside him again.

"I’ll make hot drinks when we get back," he said.

You huffed and rolled your eyes playfully. "Alright then."

Back home, you were cozied up on the sofa, sweater paws, blankets, and hot chocolate. Neither of you were sweet toothed but you both craved the sugary taste. The warmth of the mug made your cold hands tingle as the warmth spread through them.

Placing your empty mugs on the floor, you laid your head on Yoongi’s shoulder, cupping one of his hands to play with his fingers. You both sat in silence as Yoongi watched your delicate hands.

Words were never needed with you and him, you could usually tell what each other wanted just by looking at the eyes.

Yoongi was mesmerised by your dancing fingers and he relished the feeling of warmth spreading through your fingertips to his. His hands were already warm but the sensation he felt from your touch was an unexplainable warmth, that he often felt with you. He shifted his body to face you, gently pulling his hand away from yours, making you look up at him. He observed your face, the autumn light from outside creating shadows on half of it, shaping it in such a way that made you look serene. He couldn’t help but gaze at your tempting, the lips that he wanted to feel on his, wanting the same warmth on them. You saw his catlike eyes focusing on your face, mostly your lips. No words were needed, you leaned in to grant Yoongi’s unspoken wish. He put his hands on your waist, encouraging you to also turn to face him, which you did, placing your hands at the back of his neck while your lips were connected. You felt Yoongi’s hands at the bottom of your jumper, slipping under the comfortable fabric. His touch on the bare skin of your waist caused goosebumps to spread over your body. You shivered at the sensation, breaking the kiss, leaning your forehead on his.

"I feel cold now," you said before laughing quietly with Yoongi joining in.

"You love the feeling though," he replied while moving his hands up and down your waist, only causing more goosebumps to form.

You hummed in pleasure. "I’d be lying if I said no."

You pecked him and made him lay down on his back, you laying on top of him looking out the window in front of you. The palette of warm colours giving you comfort. The kaleidoscope of Fall.