Yoongi POV
The past week felt like an eternity since I last saw Y/N. Engulfed in the whirlwind of promoting my album abroad, I couldn't shake off the longing to be back home with her. Tomorrow, I'd finally return, and the anticipation grew with every passing moment.
As we arrived at the airport, the chaotic atmosphere was nothing new. But amidst the frenzy, I noticed an idol rushing, on the verge of stumbling. Instinctively, I reached out to offer support. Our hands barely touched for a moment, but the cameras captured it, turning a simple gesture into a viral sensation. Rumors ignited, speculating about a supposed romance between us.
Anxiously, I made my way home, wondering how Y/N had taken the news. As I walked in, her eyes reflected a mixture of emotions. She had seen the headlines.
Trying to gauge her feelings, I cautiously broached the subject. "Kitten, did you see the news?"
She looked at me, her expression unreadable. "What do you think?"
Before I could answer, she smiled and pulled me into a hug. "I missed you."
I hugged her, feeling better because, at that time, our bond was more important than the rumors. But, I needed to talk about what happened.
Are you upset about the news?" I questioned, concerned for her feelings.
She replied with a shrug, "Why should I be upset? It's just a rumor."
I couldn't help but chuckle at her nonchalant response. "You're not bothered by it?"
She made a face, a mix of mock anger and playfulness. "Of course, I am. Why did you let that girl touch your hand?"
I explained, "She was about to fall. I just offered support for a moment. And she quickly pulled away."
Y/N gave me a fake stern look. "This is the first and last time, understand? If it happens again, I'll kill you."
I couldn't help but smile at her playful threat. "Forgive me, boss. It won't happen again."
We hugged again, the tension easing, replaced by shared laughter. In that moment, I realized that no matter what rumors swirled around us, the understanding and trust between Y/N and me would always prevail.
Y/n pov
A week passed, and the rumor about Yoongi and the idol girl went viral. The idol kept calling Yoongi, wanting to date him. I felt irritated by her constant calls, and Yoongi, witnessing my frustration, couldn't help but smile.
I turned to him, annoyed, "Why is she still calling you? This is getting on my nerves."
Yoongi chuckled, "Kitten, she's just trying her luck. Don't let it bother you."
I huffed, "But it's annoying. Can't you make her stop?"
He reassured me, "I'll handle it. Don't worry. She's just caught up in the rumors."
I frowned, "Well, she needs to get caught up somewhere else. It's bothering me."
Yoongi pulled me into a comforting hug, "I understand. I'll take care of it. Just focus on us, okay?"
As the days passed, the persistent calls continued to test my patience. Despite Yoongi's assurance that he would handle it, the annoyance lingered. One evening, after another call from the idol, I couldn't contain my frustration.
"This is ridiculous, Yoongi. Can't she take a hint?" I exclaimed, irritated.
Yoongi, with a determined look, responded, "I've tried to make it clear, but she's not getting the message. I'll have a serious talk with her."
I sighed, "Please do. I just want some peace without this constant disturbance."
The next time the idol called, Yoongi's tone turned more serious. "Look, I appreciate your interest, but I need you to respect my boundaries. Stop calling."
Ending the call, he turned to me, "I hope that puts an end to it."
I nodded, "Thanks, Yoongi. I just want some normalcy without these unwanted disruptions."
He smiled, "I understand, Kitten. Let's focus on what matters – us."
As the calls gradually dwindled, I appreciated Yoongi's effort to address the situation. The following days became more peaceful,
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Dream To Be With You ✨ [ Yoongi × Reader ]
FanfictionY/n, an Indian accountant and devoted BTS Army fan, scores a job at HYBE Corporation in Seoul. She secretly admires Yoongi, a BTS member, from a distance. However, destiny unites them as they work closely together. As their professional relationship...