What never should've happened.

Trust

Y/N's POV

You couldn't help but blush while putting his jeans, hoodie and underwear in the washing machine, and it wasn't because of the clothing items. It was because Min Yoongi was shirtless in your living room. 

He had no business looking as fine as he did, with the sweats hanging low on his hips and his hair being wet, hell, even his feet looked sexy and you definitely didn't have a foot thing!

Shaking your head, you headed back to find that he had already put his t-shirt on, but was still standing where you left him, looking like a kid waiting for instructions. 

You chuckled, "Why are you standing there?"

He rubbed the back of his neck, "didn't want to seem rude."

"Yoongi, you're not rude. You're my guest, feel at ease." You reached for his hand and squeezed. "Alright, clothes are in the wash, there's a mug of tea for you in the kitchen. It has honey and lime, good for your throat," he nodded as if he was waiting for you to give him a full set of instructions. It was endearing. 

"There's a timer on the cookies. Don't open the oven door until at least five minutes after it beeps. The residual heat is what will finish baking them, okay?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"I'll try to be quick, but I will have to at least semi blow dry my hair. Make yourself at home, watch tv or listen to some music. My spotify account is linked to Alexa."

You gave his chest a little pat and went into your room. Instinctively, you locked the door. It was something you did to feel safer. Leaning back on the door, you took the first deep breath since seeing him shirtless, you could feel your heart running faster than it had in years and the tingling sensation on your lower belly…something that you had forgotten how it felt.

Shaking your head you headed for the bathroom, locking that door too and began to undress. The room was still a little foggy from Yoongi's shower and it smelled like your shampoo and body wash.

You were extremely careful to fold the t-shirt he gave you. It smelled like him and you didn't want to ruin it.

You brushed your teeth and smiled when you saw he put his brush next to yours, then you took the fastest shower you had taken in ages and even then, it took like fifteen minutes. You weren't exactly sure why, but you decided to re-shave your legs just in case you had missed a spot that morning and were quick to wash your hair.

When you finished you dried yourself and got dressed in what you usually wore to bed: short shorts and an extremely oversized tee that reached your thighs with a Totoro sipping on tea on the front. It wasn't the sexiest or prettiest thing to wear, but it made you feel comfortable and you needed to be comfortable and relaxed just then.

You could hear music playing in the living room and decided to hurry up with the hair drying. Sitting at your vanity and spraying heat protectant all over your hair, you set the blow dryer at full heat and full speed and went to work. Had you had more time your hair wouldn't have looked like you stuck your finger in the electric socket when you finished, but you were able to tame your mane a little with the flat brush.

Whether you were ready or not, you had to go back out there and face Yoongi. So without thinking about it you unlocked the door and stepped out of your room.

What you found made your heart flutter.

Yoongi had fallen asleep on the same spot on the couch where you had been sitting. His head was tilted backwards and he was holding the teacup on his lap and had a korean band playing on your Alexa.