Jagi

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All the boys are happy you are back. They are angry seeing you have been hurt, but now that you are together they won't let anyone hurt you again.

Yoongi says, "Well, if we are going shopping," he looks you over carefully, "You can take a shower and change in my room Jagi." 

Your heart does a flip when he calls you jagi. You look at your dress and hoodie, "I don't have anything to change into." You blush profusely in front of them.

"I'm sure we can find you something to wear, then we'll go out." Taking hold of your hand he leads you out of his studio followed by the others. They scatter each on a mission for you.

On the way to their shared house, Yoongi keeps stealing glances at you. He has missed you so much but is afraid to think you may no longer love him. 

He missed your kisses and quiet snuggles, no words just your bodies communicating all that your hearts felt. 

He misses the scent of you when kissing your neck just below the ear after a shower. He missed your soft curves when he would pull you close to him at night and your sweet sighs as you made love to each other.

He shook off the memories flooding his mind when he reached the house. He walks you in and upstairs to his room. While you stand there looking around his room memories come sailing back. 

You quietly inhale the scent of aged whiskey and tangerines, it's stronger here. You close your eyes remembering the days and especially the nights of being with him.

 Despite your bruised body, it responds to the memories of his touch. You softly sigh.

He is putting towels and things in the bathroom for you when he asks, "Did you say something?"

You shake your head. He says, "Everything you need is in there.  I already cut the water on so it will warm up. Make sure you remember to lock the door after I go out." 

"Yes, I will remember." 'I remember more and more of you the longer I'm in your room.'  You think this as you get close to passing him to enter the bathroom.

He softly places a hand on your shoulder, "I know one of the stylists is about your size she may have something you can wear. I'll talk to her."

"Oh no please don't. I can't take her things."

He says, "Her brother owns a clothing outlet and she is always giving things to the other staff members."

 He smiles and says, "I think she just likes to make people happy. If I'm not back with more clothes by the time you finish showering, you can use my robe."

 He tenderly kisses each bruise on your face. He steps away and you want him back. 

On his way to the door, he stops as he gets a text from Jin. He gives a short laugh and then looks up at you. 

 "Jin is already on it. When he told her about you, she was thrilled to help and is getting things together for you to wear." 

Yoongi gives you a reassuring smile before leaving, "I've missed you." 

The door closes before you can reply.

You linger in the warm shower feeling your tension releasing not having to worry about your stepdad sneaking in to spy on you. When finished you take comfort in wrapping your body in Yoongi's robe and sitting in his chair at his computer. 

There is a knock on the door. You go and stand close to the door, "Who is it?"

He says, "Good girl, it's me Suga."

You open the door and he enters carrying a dress bag. He hands it to you, "These should fit."

You open the bag and there is a whole set of clothes and you blush when you see there is a new bra and package of panties as well.  

When their noona was getting the clothes together she turned to Jin, "What about underclothes?" 

Jin blushes and begins to stutter.  "Uh um I, I hadn't thought, um . . ."

Jimin says "I've got this." he grins at Jin as he runs from the room. 

He grabs his bodyguard on the way and heads to the closest store. He knew what size you wore in undergarments just by looking at you. He was an excellent judge of the female form.

 This wasn't the first time he had dragged his bodyguard out with him to purchase, as his bodyguard would say "unmentionables" for a woman, so his bodyguard was unfazed by it. 


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