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Min-Yoongi x Black Reader

It's been two months since Yoongi has left and if I knew it would feel like he's been gone for two years instead , I would have glued myself to his leg before he walked out the front door to catch his flight back home to Korea. I understand that he has to travel like this,  being an artist himself and producer for others , but I miss him so terribly when he does. I love when we can talk over the phone and check up on one another , but again , that's when he can find a moment to himself to do so. With my lofi playlist playing softly in the background and through out the house, I finish my takeout before leaning back in my chair and letting out a deep breath. I slowly look across the table to his empty seat and imagine him scolding me for always finishing my dinner so fast before shaking his head at me. I start to smile to myself before feeling my chest cave in a little. This house was made to hold me , him , and all those little moments like that, so it's hard when it's just me in here , even if it's for a little while.

" Why can't I go with you sometimes?! I know how to make a beat or two!"

I say out loud to no one but myself .A knock from the door cuts my daydreaming short. I wasn't expecting anyone today , so whoever is at the door is not expected .I stay still and hope that whoever is there didn't just here me yell out loud to the air. A couple of more knocks happen before the person speaks.

" Delivery for Mrs. Yoongi! From a Mr.Yoongi. I don't know if you're there , but I was told you most likely wouldn't open the door so I'll just leave it. Have a good evening! If you're there!" I scoff still not moving from my seat.

He didn't tell me he was sending anything. I wait until I can hear the deliver step down the steps before tip toeing to look out the window and pulling the curtain slightly back. All types of scenarios run through my mind from all those crime and thriller shows we've watched. Yoongi  would have told me if something was going to be sent to the house. The loud sound of my phone ringing out of no where on the table near me , causes me to scream before I put a hand over my mouth. I think I may need to leave those tv shows alone for a minute. I walk over to see his name running across the screen. I quickly pick it up , excited to hear his voice once again so that I can be distracted from my nerves.

" Hey baby," He says as my heart does backflips.

"Hi Yoongi," I say softly.

"Did you get what I sent you? It was supposed to have arrived about ten minutes ago."

I chuckle before rubbing a hand across the back of my neck.

" I mean a package did arrive , I just haven't gone outside to get it because I wasn't expecting it and thought it was some thin-"

" Dangerous and wired  like that law and order eposide?" he asks in a dead panned voice finishing the sentence for me.

I snap my fingers before yelling " Exactly!" I say in a surprised voice.

"How did  you know I was going to say that?!"

He laughs before saying , " because I know you , and I know the person I fell in love with , would be the only person in the world to think she was about to have a law and order episode happen to her when it's just her husband trying to send her something , to let her know he's thinking about her over here."

" I guess you're right about that one." I say before smiling. " So what is it? " I ask before walking to the front door.

" If you would maybe , I don't know , go get it from in front of the door maybe you could find out for yourself."

" Ha ha ," I say before looking out the window one more time and opening the door. I look down to see purple flowers beside a medium sized  box wrapped in purple wrapping paper.

" They are beautiful Yoongi , I can literally smell them from here. What's in the box though?"

" I know they are your favorite and your obsession with purple, reason being why the box is wrapped in purple also."

" Dodging the question sir . What's in it?" I ask in a playful voice before picking them up and shutting the door behind me. "Why is it so heavy?"

" Girl , please just open the box and see for yourself ,  stop trying to get me to tell you." I scoff before putting the flowers in the kitchen and taking the box in the living room. I begin unwrapping the box soon after sitting down on the couch.

" And y/n , please , I know you're going to scream when you see what's inside, just don't do it into the phone."

I snatch off the last piece of  wrapping paper before going to open it.

"Blah , blah , I'm not going to scre-"

" AHHHHHH! YOU GOT ME ALL OF THE BOOKS OF THAT SERIES I TOLD YOU ABOUT!" Still holding the phone to my ear , I look more inside of the box to see one more thing. " IT'S THAT PURPLE VICTORIA SECRET SET I WAS LOOKING AT!"

"........" I hear nothing but silence over the phone as I stand still in the middle of the living room.

" I did exactly what you just told me not do huh?" I ask.

" Yes , and now I wonder if my ear will be working in time for my studio session  in the morning."

" I'm sorry my dear," I say before chuckling.

I sit back down before running my fingers over the books and the lingerie set. My face warms up out of no where as images of his hands roaming over my body with it on pop up in my mind.
" I really like this set Yoongi," I say slowly and almost in a whisper.
" Hm , you do? I'm glad , but look at it as much as you can , cause I can't promise you that it won't be torn when I get my hands on you again." I smile before sighing and leaning back against the coach .

" I miss you Yoongi, a lot, I love you , a lot."

" I love and miss you to y/n , but we're going to see each other real soon"

I look up at the ceiling in confusion, he's not supposed to be back for three more months, that doesn't sound real soon to me.

" What do you mean by that?"

"Open the first book on the top to the first page." I do as he says and go to open the first book.

" Y/n , again , please don't scream when you-"

" A TICKET TO KOREA?! " I say loudly before feeling my bonnet fall off my head and to the floor from jumping up and down. I hear him the muffled sound of him scolding me for screaming in the phone again as I go off running to the room to find my suitcase.