It'll Always Be You | MYG x Reader

Ch 42 | Tonight

Y/N's POV:

The delicious smell of eggs and bacon start to fill the room, slowly awakening your senses. You groan and stretch your arms up over your head, allowing your body to wake up with you. Your eyes flutter open and you're pleasantly surprised to see it's pretty dark in the bedroom so it doesn't take long to adjust. Glancing over at the clock you notice it's 9:30am and Yoongi's nowhere to be found, probably because he's the reason for that amazing smell.

There's a soft clank from outside the door and you finally find the energy to sit up, feeling absolutely exhausted even after almost eleven hours of sleep. Jet lag in Canada doesn't mess you up as badly as jet lag in South Korea does. You always have a harder time adjusting when you're here.

After a few seconds of groggily staring at nothing you finally decide to get out of bed and wash up before throwing some leggings on and stealing one of Yoongi's t-shirts. Yesterday was absolutely amazing, even if you aren't super stoked to know Aera was able to taste Yoongi before you did. But you meant it when you said you forgive him. The only way to give your relationship a shot is to stop dwelling on the past.

"Oh, hey," Yoongi smiles, his hair looking extra fluffy as he butters some toast. "Sorry, did I wake you?"

"Kind of," you mumble sleepily, wrapping your arms around his waist from behind. You exhale and rest your cheek against his back, feeling comfortable and blissful this morning. "I don't want to sleep too long anyway. And I'm always happy to wake up to food."

"Good," he chuckles, turning around to look at you. Your arms stay wrapped around his waist while his hands cup the sides of your face and neck. His lips gently press to yours and your heart skips a beat at how tenderly he kisses you. He's slow and intentional with it, just barely parting your lips with his to taste you. He pulls back and asks, "Did you sleep okay?"

"Like a rock," you grin, knowing damn well your cheeks are flushed. Your favorite version of Yoongi is barefaced morning Yoongi. Of course he always looks good whether he's working or eating or sleeping, but there's something so comfortable and natural about him first thing in the morning. "You?"

"Same," he smiles, pressing his lips to your forehead before turning back around to finish cooking. "I'm almost done, can you make us some coffee?"

"Sure," you nod, heading over towards his coffee maker. You know how he likes his coffee so you don't even have to ask, and you notice he burnt your toast a little bit which is exactly the way you prefer it.

Fuck, I'm so in love with him, you sigh to yourself, pressing your palms against the countertop as the hot bean water starts to pour out. Once the coffee is finished you head over to the breakfast table where Yoongi's already setting down your plates.

"What're your plans for the day?" he asks you before taking a bite of his eggs.

"I have to meet with Mr. Song around lunch time, and then I plan to head home so I can unpack everything. Just the thought of all my stuff laying around stresses me out."

"I think the company unpacked most of it."

"Yeah but there's still two suitcases with all my important stuff that they didn't touch," you sigh. "I'm a procrastinator so if I don't do it now I'll never unpack them."

"I get that," he chuckles. You ask him what his plans are and he says, "I'm meeting my parents and brother for dinner. I plan to tell them about you."

Egg flies out of your mouth as you choke on your food. "W-what?"

"Why does that surprise you?" he laughs, handing you a napkin. "I told you, I'm serious about you. Plus, your parents know about me. It only makes sense mine know too."