What never should've happened.

Home pt. 2

Y/N's POV

You watched him tilt his head to the side but say nothing. 

Once he was in your room and you could hear the water running you went to the kitchen and held onto the counter. You began counting in your head. This was okay, you wanted this, you needed this. You were not in danger and Yoongi would never hurt you.

You had already taken a big leap and you didn't panic. That had to mean something. Yoongi really did give out a trustworthy feeling, like Huang said, and he was a gentleman. You were okay.

The kettle came to a boil and you pulled out a box of loose chamomile tea,  put a few spoonfuls in your teapot and covered it with the hot water. 

Doing some quick mental math you figured that it was around 2 a.m. in California and that Lena was probably asleep by now, but you had to touch base, for something as important as this, you had to.

You pulled out your phone and IMed her.

Y/n: Went on a date with Yoongi. Got caught in the rain and got soaked. We're back at my apartment, he's taking a shower and I'm going next.

You hit send.

Y/N: Also…I'm officially his gf. He asked me earlier. I said yes. Remember to delete this and to say nothing.

You put down your phone and proceeded to take a lime from the fridge, wash and cut it in half, take two mugs from the cupboard, put a squeeze of lime in each, a big dollop of honey  and then you poured in the tea.

Your phone beeped as soon as you took the first sip of it. The screen flashed an IM notification with Lena's name on it.

Immediately unlocking and opening the text, you smiled.

Lena: just got back home and you send this!? I don't know if WTF or OMG is required.

Lena: Girlfriend? GIRLFRIEND!? Fuck babe, I'm so damn proud of you!!! You deserve this.

Lena: need a video call ASAP with all the deets. But not right now, go enjoy the naked, yummy man in your shower and let me sleep. Love you babe. Remember, breathe. Always, breathe.

Leave it to Lena to make everything easier. You didn't know what you had done to have that crazy woman in your life, but you would never stop being grateful.

Y/n: Love you, babe.

You promised Yoongi dessert and you knew just what to do. Since you had been living alone for so long, you had adapted your recipes to yield enough for one person and so, you had the exact ingredients to bake two big, chunky, chocolate chip cookies and the best part was that you could whip them up in ten minutes and throw them in the oven to bake while you showered.

Making quick work of setting the oven to preheat, you welcomed the warmth coming from it, you really were cold, and gathered the ingredients. The hardest part was creaming the butter by hand, but since it was so little, you got it ready in no time and by the time you heard the shower turn off, you were already waiting for Yoongi, sitting on the couch and drinking tea.

Yoongi's POV 

"Don't be surprised or shocked about what you find in my room!"

What did you mean by that? Yoongi walked into your room and closed the door behind him before turning and facing your room.

And surprised he was.

The overall setting of your bedroom wasn't like the rest of your house.

The bed was big and looked comfy, with a cream colored comforter and a light violet throw at the foot of the bed. You had mismatched pillows in pastel tones but had one big black pillow with a logo he didn't know.

Your walls were covered with pictures of whom he assumed to be your family and friends -he recognized Huang in a few-, he was curious and so he took his time observing every picture. You looked younger in some, a lot younger and you looked happy.

Being as observant as he was, he noticed that in some of the more recent ones the only constant person in the pictures was another woman but you…you looked thinner -not necessarily healthy- and had dark circles under your eyes and your smile seemed…forced.

What had happened to you?

He looked around a bit more and found some Beatles memorabilia and…a lot of BTS and BT21 things.

The vanity where you had your makeup and hair tools -not a lot to be honest- was covered in acrylic photo card holders that had JK'S and his -which pleased him- the most and some of the other members. There was also a small shelf with two acrylic cases and in each, there was an ARMY bomb. One was cracked and the other one seemed to be in pristine condition. 

 But what caught his attention was a sketch of the I'm Fine/Save Me ambigram, it was made in an emerald colored chalk and had a date under it. It was framed and had what looked like a hospital identification bracelet under it with a date from a year before the sketch. He didn't want to intrude any longer and so he went into the bathroom to shower. 

Your bathroom was small but cute. A lavender scented candle and a funny toilet paper holder in the shape of a basset hound with his nose plugged. 

Yoongi wasted no time and brushed his teeth, putting his brush next to you in the holder, then he peed -he had been holding it since arriving at your building-, got undressed and in the shower. He immediately spotted your coconut shampoo and reached for it. It smelled divine, it smelled like you but not really, you had a unique scent that was complemented perfectly by this smell.

He had to stop thinking about you or he was going to get hard. He already was just thinking about you naked in here…imagining you with him.

Nope. That wasn't going to cut it. He turned off the shower and dried himself. He put on the sweats you gave him, with no underwear because it was soaking wet, and began to dry his hair.

A heavenly smell reached his nostrils and he followed it, like a moth to a flame, holding his dirty clothes and the clean tee in one hand, and toweling his hair as he walked.

He came out and found you on the couch with your legs tucked under you, drinking tea, looking all sorts of cute.

"What is that wonderful smell?" He asked as he closed the space between you and him and smiled down at you.

He couldn't help but puff his chest a little when he saw you gaping at him. You cleared your throat.

"Cookies…erm…did the shirt I gave you not fit you? You want me to find you another one?"

He could tell that he was affecting you but wasn't sure if it was in a good or a bad way.

"Oh no, it fits, but it smelled so good out here that I followed my nose. Erm…do you think I can throw my clothes in the dryer? They're soaked." He sheepishly smiled.

You immediately stood up and took his clothes from him. "I'll throw them in the wash in the quick cycle while I shower. You can put them in the dryer when it's done, right?"

He nodded and watched you walk to the small cabinet that had the washer/dryer in it. How could you look so sweet just walking? It made no sense, and yet there he was, marveling at every single thing you did.