Min Yoongi Oneshots

Kissing him spontaneously

Your relationship with Yoongi was still in its relatively early stages, it had been a couple of months since the both of you had awkwardly asked each other out. If there was anything you knew about Yoongi it was that he was more of a silent lover, he wasn’t a fan of public displays of affection, apart from holding hands. The way his fingers eagerly curled around yours without changing his facial expression, as if concealing the already known fact that he was a softy, was so incredibly endearing to you. Of course in private, you shared kisses but they were always done after positive validations from both parties. You were both somewhat still like young teenagers in love...apart from the need to be all over each other in front of others.

Today you wanted to try something. How would he react if you kissed him spontaneously? Usually, kisses would end up in shy giggles and sugary blushes over your cheeks. That’s just how the two of you were. Of course, now you were starting to become a little more confident, the two of you now only adorning minor dusts of pink blush after kissing. So you thought this was the right time to try this out, because the last thing you wanted was to make him uncomfortable for going a step too far.

Yoongi’s mellow voice greeted you as soon as he opened the front door, instantly making you smile.

"Hey y/n," he repeated again after seeing you in front of the boiling kettle.

"Hey," you replied with a gentle smile, one that had the ends of his doll lips tugging up too. "Tea?"

He shook his head, his nose scrunched. "You know I’m more of a coffee person."

"Ok," you chuckled, reaching for the kettle and pouring, unbeknownst to Yoongi’s hand that reached for yours, only to put it back in his pocket. "Are you up for take away tonight?"

He hummed while nodding, grabbing your hand with no intention of looking you in the eye from his ‘outlandish’ display of affection and pulling you to the sofa, your hot drink almost spilling on the way. As you settled down, your knee touching his and your palm willingly resting in his, you asked about his day. You always enjoyed listening to his voice, it was so calming and always elicited a smile—even though you always smiled around Yoongi—and that paired with a funny story from his day, watching his lips pull on one side while he talked, his eyes narrowing with every swell of happiness from reciting his day, it was everything you loved in the world.

"Is there something wrong?" he asked when he sensed your eyes on him.

You shrugged. "Just think you’re very handsome."

Instead of replying, he picked up his phone, mumbling about ordering takeaway, biting his lips to keep away his flustered smile— true Yoongi fashion. You chuckled at his attempt to act nonchalant but didn’t say anything.

He’d calmed down after ordering the food and was happily conversing with you, talking with him was so easy. While he was happily nattering away, you bit your lip nervously, cupped his jaw and kissed his lips within a second. Pulling away almost instantly, you saw that Yoongi’s eyes were wide, the muscles in his face unmoving, until his lips pursed to the side. He huffed out a laugh, his head lowering as his lips stretched into a wide smile.

"I wasn’t ready," he giggled.

"Was that ok?" you replied, giggling too.

He continued to look down, interested in his fidgeting fingers, but nodded. When he did look into your eyes again, he only collapsed into giggles again and took your hand.

"More please," he whispered, looking up and puckering his lips. His eyes were closed, anything to avoid eye contact with you, otherwise he’ll diminish into a puddle of flustered laughs again.

But you happily complied, and when you went to pull away, he followed your direction placing a few more pecks on your smiling lips. Afterwards, you let him relax into your side. You hope he never thinks that you would be disappointed in how your relationship with him progressed, you thought it was progressing perfectly.