What never should've happened.

1st step pt. 2

Just as you both were getting comfy again, Yoongi's phone vibrated on the dresser. 

"Crap…ugh. Don't move, I'll be right back." He said as he gently set you on the pillow and got up.

You were not gonna lie. You were shamelessly staring at the way his butt looked in the sweats you gave him. He had a great butt.

"Yes, Seojun?" He said casually but upon listening to whatever he was being told, his stance changed. "When? Shibal…okay. I'll be down soon." He sighed, "soon means soon, Seojun. Ten minutes, okay?" He hung up. 

"Gwenchana?" You said, as you sat up, only then did it hit you that you weren't wearing any panties under your t-shirt and immediately covered yourself with the blanket. 

"Yes and no." He came back and sat beside you, caressing your legs on top of the blanket. "Taehyung has been being harassed by two saesangs, they follow him everywhere. Poor guy knows no peace. They keep enough distance and don't engage him in any way to avoid falling into the harassment laws articles. Lately they've been following Jimin and Kookie."

You nodded,  urging him to continue as you took his hand with both of yours. You hated that they had to go through things like that. Why couldn't people respect their privacy? "What happened?"

"They followed Kookie today. He drove to work on his motorbike today. Apparently after I left and they finished for the day, Kookie went to go home and there were four bikes tailing him. The managers were following him by car, but these were skilled drivers."

"Oh God, is he okay?"

"Yeah. He noticed and didn't go home. He stopped at a random convenience store but had to stay there for a while. They managed to arrest the girls and the four drivers for reckless driving and endangering people. Kookie is home, but we've been instructed to head back to our houses immediately." He squeezed your hand.

Suddenly you had forgotten all about your state of undress and went on your knees and hugged Yoongi's neck. He was a bit surprised but held you close.

"Please. Be careful. Maybe have one of the managers drive you instead of you driving yourself." Your voice was shaking.

"Shhh…Y/N, it's okay, I'll be okay. It's sad, but this is something that happens more frequently than you would expect. It's just a precaution. Unfortunately, it means I have to go."

Reluctantly, you let go of him and put on your slippers. "I know. The sooner you're home, the sooner you'll  be safe. Come on."

You kicked into action. This, you knew, the rush to leave somewhere in search for safety, only this time, you were rushing for someone else.

Without waiting for him to follow you, you went straight for the dryer, pulled out his clothes and folded them neatly, then you went to the kitchen and grabbed three bags. One big enough to fit his clothes and two small, ziploc baggies and you put one cookie in each. 

Using the sharpie you kept in one of the kitchen drawers you wrote Seokjin-ssi/Jungkook-ssi on one and on the other you wrote, Yoongi, with a smiley face. Your Hangul was like chicken scrawl, but you were working on it.

When you got back to the living room you found Yoongi staring at you with his eyebrows raised.

"Alright. Here are your clothes. I think it's best if you don't change. If anyone saw you leaving Hybe this morning, they'll be looking to find you in your clothes, not mine." You pushed the bag into his arms.

"Since we don't have time to eat, I put your cookie in one bag and Jin and Kookie's", you didn't even realize you called Jungkook by the sweet name Yoongi did, "in the other one. You can't eat it and you have to make sure they share it. I need allies in that room on Monday, okay?"

Yoongi laughed, "What just happened? One minute we're in bed and the next, you're basically kicking me out." He meant no harm, he knew you didn't either.

"I'm trying to protect and keep you safe."

"I thought I was the one who was supposed to do that for you. I guess I'm the knight in distress then."

"I guess you are. I'm not taking any chances." 

You were so honest and open that he couldn't retort. The fact that you cared so much about him made him weak. What had he done to deserve your care? 

"Call me when you get home, please?" 

"I promise," he said as he pulled you to him with his free arm. He gave you a sweet, chaste kiss, that compared to the ones you shared and with what you did minutes before, seemed comical. "I'll be fine. You'll see."

His phone rang again and he groaned as he let go of you and picked up.

"Yes. I was just saying goodbye." He clicked the phone down.

"How will I leave the garage? Do you need to come down with me? You should go put some sweats on or something."

"No need. I will call security and ask them to buzz you out."

"Alright."

You walked him to the door and held on to his stuff while he put his shoes on, all the while eyeing his butt.

Yoongi gave you a last hug and kiss and whispered in your ear. "I can tell you're checking my ass out. Don't worry, next time you can do whatever you want to it. Girlfriend exclusive privileges." He winked before opening the door and you waved like a fool as he left.

You called security and informed them that your visitor was leaving and for them to please open the gate when he got there. They said they'd do it and you texted Yoongi a thumbs up emoji with the words 'all good to go'.

You went back to your room and picked up your discarded clothes before sitting back on your bed. You stayed there, grinning like an idiot for a good five minutes. Then you squealed like a little girl while stomping your feet and jumped back on the bed. It smelled like you, like Yoongi and like something you couldn't describe. Without bothering to put your underwear back on, you got under the covers to wait for Yoongi's call.