It'll Always Be You | MYG x Reader

Ch 80 | Think Twice

Author's POV:

Yoongi watches you look over yourself in the mirror, nervously smoothing your hand over your moss green skirt. You look adorable today, your hair up in a high ponytail and the skirt paired with a beige bodysuit and black booties. Your boyfriend looks pretty homeless in comparison, sporting his usual black hoodie and gray joggers. Luckily you love him in sweats.

"You look nice," he smiles, his ears heating up when you spin around to look at him.

"Thank you," you grin, pulling your skirt out to the side to show off your outfit. "I've been in hospital gowns and sweats lately, so I wanted to get cute today."

"You look beautiful in anything you wear," he chuckles, standing up off the bed to wrap you into his arms. You melt into him just like usual, and Yoongi makes sure to burn this into his memory. For a while, he wasn't sure if he'd ever get to hold you like this again.

Last night you were finally in his arms again. You'd slept together in the hospital bed but that wasn't the same. Nurses had to come in every other hour to check your vitals, so you two were never really alone. Ironically, he thought he'd sleep like a baby finally having you home again, but he actually slept terribly. He kept randomly waking up in the middle of the night just to make sure you were still there and he hadn't dreamt it all.

The sight of your eyes fluttering open this morning finally put his anxiety to rest. You're actually here, alive and breathing, with little to no pain.

"Are you ready?" you ask, pulling back to look at him.

No, he's not, and the nervousness in his eyes is probably giving it away. He knows he needs to address his trauma and heal himself, but he's worried about it negatively affecting your relationship. This isn't his first time in therapy. He's fully aware it usually gets worse before it gets better.

"Ready as I'll ever be," he sighs, your arms wrapping over his shoulders and his wrapping tighter around your waist.

"Everything will be okay," you say softly before pressing your lips to his. Butterflies shoot through his upset stomach, and he relishes in the way you feel against him. He'll never take your kisses for granted again.

You pull back to look in his eyes again, searching them to probably try and figure out what's going on in his head. He knows you're worried about him, but all he can worry about is you. You were kidnapped and beaten, suffered head trauma, stayed asleep in a medically induced coma for six weeks, and the day after your discharge you're forced to go to a therapy appointment for him.

He doesn't like that the focus is on him. He thinks you should be the one receiving the healing and attention.

But he already promised he'd go, and he knows you're looking forward to it. This is what you want and you specifically asked for it, so he's going to do it.

"Come on," he smiles, taking your hand in his. "I'll drive."

The two of you give Nala goodbye kisses before heading out into the living room where Sunny and Jenna are playing with blocks on the couch.

"You heading out?" Sunny asks. "Need anything to-go?"

"No thanks," you shake your head, Yoongi's heart fluttering when your hand squeezes his. "We're still full from the breakfast you made."

You and Sunny forced some toast down Yoongi's throat this morning, but it was really nice for him to see you swallow down a mountain of food. After lying in bed for six weeks, you lost a lot of muscle mass and it's made you hungry while your body tries to rebuild itself.

"Alright," Sunny smiles. "You kids have fun. I'll have lunch ready when you come back."

"Thanks Unnie," you grin.