What never should've happened.

The Date pt.3

"Is he in love with you?"

'Shibal, Min Yoongi! Hold your fucking tongue. You have no right to ask her this. It hasn't been 20 minutes into the date!'

"No! He isn't, though he did confess he had a crush on me for a few years until l…" you hesitated, he didn't need to know about your troubled past, not yet, "until he came to learn some things that made him realize that he looked at me like a sister, like his noona."

Yoongi's curiosity kept rising with every thing you said. So the fucker had been in love with you, he had the idea that he still was to some extent, but he would keep that to himself, all he knew was that he'd have to keep a closer eye on him.

"Then what was that whole interaction when I came to pick you up? What happened between yesterday and today that he went from calling you by your first name, with no honorifics, to calling you by your last name?" 

"It was a silly thing. He believes he overstepped his boundaries, but it was my fault, I'm dumb and an idiot and I made him feel like it was him."

"Why do you do that?" He asked, seriously. You looked at him, looking like a huge question mark was drawn on your face.

"Do what?"

At that moment, the girl came back with your drinks and to fire up the grill. You thanked her and she left.

"I've counted at least three occasions in which you've put yourself down or, have asked for my consent or permission to do things you want to do. Why?" He cocked his head to the side, genuinely puzzled.

You took a sip of your passion fruit lemonade, it truly was delicious, you didn't expect that your first date with Min Yoongi would turn this way this fast. "It's a bad habit of mine. I…look, I don't want to seem pitiful or pathetic or weak," you were sitting tall, mustering all your courage and strength, "I didn't want to talk about this tonight, but-"

"Then don't." He interrupted, "If this is something you don't want to tell me, you don't have to. I just wish you could see yourself through the eyes of others. You are not dumb, you are not fat, you are beautiful, y/n-ssi, extremely beautiful. I might be out of place saying this so boldly, but it had to be said. If, sometime in the future, you feel comfortable enough to talk to me about your past then by all means, do so, I'll listen willingly."

He couldn't have the slightest idea of how wonderful it felt to hear him say that. "You mean that? So…I'm not scaring you away and you still want to go out with me another time?"

The gummy smile came out and again, he reached for your hand above the table, "I do. If you're willing, I would like to get to know all about you and to keep seeing you, until you get tired of me."

Like that was going to happen. 

You smiled and nodded.

"So let's change topics to something more light. Tell me, what exactly is it that you do. I already have an idea and the little bits you told me about your background are very interesting. What does a logistics director do?"

The banchan and meat were brought and Yoongi immediately set himself to cooking it while you explained to him what it was that you did, why you had been transferred to Korea and how you had been blessed beyond measure to get to where you were. Once it was done he put some on your plate and waited for you to take the first bite. 

"Oh no, no, no. I'm already self conscious enough about the fact that I'm older than you so please, let's take a more western approach to this date and let's just dig in together. Can we do that?"