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[PART 25]

Cradled in strong arms and the scent of pine, you awoke from a serene seaside dream, smiling already as you peaked up at Yoongi. You had your cheek on his bare chest, his heartbeat in your left ear, and he was smiling back; pleased to see you lucid.

"The Princess finally awakes," he commented, voice soft while he moved his gaze to the stray hair falling over your ear, hair he confidently brushed away to see you better. "You talk in your sleep, did you know that?"

"I do?" You gasped, cheeks aflame in utter mortification. "I didn't say anything weird, did I?" You squeaked, bracing yourself for the worst which only made him chuckle. Deep, warm, and with the perfect amount of roughness.

"No, all you said was that you were happy wherever you were," he smiled and you expelled your anxieties in a sigh, relieved by the fact he hadn't taken the opportunity to make up the worst.

"It was a great sleep," you admitted shyly, dropping your gaze in an attempt to hide your blushing cheeks; but if you thought you'd get away with a move like that, you were sorely mistaken.

He just pulled your face back up, keeping you in full view. "Why are you hiding from me?" He challenged, tone pleasantly playful.

"I don't know," you shied further.

"I think I know," he drawled, bringing his face close to yours. "You want to kiss me," he stated as a fact, lips pulled down in a kittenish pout while he nodded assuredly.

That and so much more.

"I absolutely do," you grinned, flipping over to lay on top of him so you could just that. "So what are we doing today?" You asked once you settled back down, arms cushioning your chin on his chest.

"Funny you should ask," he chortled, smirking as he looked over to the corner of the room. With a skeptical eye, you peaked that way too.

First you spotted a large television on a portable stand facing the bed, but a gasp escaped when you saw the classic, red and white banded, popcorn machine. It shone like a glowing yellow beacon; highlighting the potential for a delicious snack very soon.

"Salty, right?" You looked back at him with a knowing smile, leaning closer to peck his lips.

"Thank you," you smiled coyly, finally now looking down your bodies. Pressed perfectly flush with the mounds of your breasts pushed up tight, when you looked up he was staring too. "I should go shower," you said softly.

"Okay, but take one of my shirts to change into because you're not wearing anything else today," he grinned, playfully slapping your ass under the sheets while you rolled your eyes up to the sky.

"What about underwear?" You tilted your head, questioning.

"You won't need them," his brows ticked upwards and you rolled your eyes again.

*

"Thirty-five red," the dealer announced and you cheered softly, earning a squeeze from Yoongi who's hands were on your shoulders. You'd been at the roulette table for a little while, but this was the first time you'd struck lucky on your own, having put a good pile of your gifted chips on that exact number.

"Well done miss," the dealer congratulated as he collected the chips on the table then pushed them in your direction. But seeing the pile you and Yoongi were amassing together, a few men and women left their seats with frustration marred to their face.

"Here's your drink baby," Yoongi pulled your attention from the table by talking lowly in your ear, and you looked over with a smile.

Standing beside him was the waitress he'd called over just a few minutes ago, requesting a top up of your red wine, and his whisky; which was now being placed directly into your hands. You only managed to look away for one sip before a commotion approached from Yoongi's side, and all of a sudden the waitress who'd been standing with her tray was replaced by two young men.