Oh Fuck

14

Just one more day before the camera crews would come and just one more day when we wouldn't have to act. Yoongi was so nice to me, trying to cheer me up and make it easier for us, as he realized how hard it was for me to pretend.

Not only had my life suddenly changed completely, I also had to get over my one-sided crush, then the move and a phone call from my mother, who had made it clear how much she loved me, but also how deeply I had let her down.

My mood wasn't exactly the best and I'd been shuffling around with my shoulders slumped for two days now. We had all settled in well and the two bands were getting on well. But I had withdrawn, often sitting in Yoongi's and my room and thinking.

After our kiss, which was interrupted by Hongjoong, where I didn't know how far we would have gone without the interruption, I stayed away from Yoongi for a bit. However, he didn't accept it, even if he didn't say anything, he often sought my closeness, put an arm around me, took my hand or pulled me into his arms at night.

It wasn't unpleasant for me, I actually liked it, but I didn't want to be a burden to him, after all, he was forced into it just as much as I was. It wasn't a nice feeling to know that he only got close to me because he had to and that I was just a burden for him.

However, I gave him credit for never letting me feel it.

Our kiss gave me a good insight into what our first night must have been like, but it didn't exactly help to satisfy my curiosity, instead it only fueled it even more.

Lost in thought, I was walking towards the kitchen when I met Yoongi in the hallway, looked at me and shook his head sadly. He put his hands on my shoulders, opened the door to the pantry and gently pushed me inside.

He flicked on the light and closed the door behind him, then looked at me promptly.

"Yeosang, what's wrong with you? You've been looking like a sad dumpling for days, the others thought this place was haunted because you've been sneaking around in the dark at night."

"I'm sorry, hyung. It's all just getting to me and my mother has given me the rest. I feel like I'm a disappointment to everyone right now..." I sighed dejectedly.

Yoongi put a hand on my cheek and looked into my eyes with an encouraging smile.

"You're not a disappointment to me and I think I can speak for everyone here when I say that you're not to the others either. Your mother will come around." he tried to comfort me.

"But the boys had to move because of me. And now you're stuck with me and can't get rid of me." I started to feel bad again, but Yoongi grinned directly.

"They're happy about it, they're all so hyped about the move. You'd know that if you weren't always looking at the floor. Besides, I don't exactly think it's a punishment to have you . Do you actually know how hot you are?"

I looked at him cautiously, he thought I was hot? That actually cheered me up and made me feel less useless.

He came closer to my face, never taking his eyes off mine, while I bit my lips and watched his mouth getting closer and closer. My heart was pounding in my throat and my breathing quickened. One of his hands placed itself on my waist, while the hand on my cheek began to gently caress me.

When I felt his breath on my mouth, I closed my eyes expectantly, unable to regulate my anticipation and smiled involuntarily. Yoongi took this as an invitation and our lips connected.

It was an exhilarating feeling to be kissed by him, as if every kiss got better. His tongue begged to be let in and I didn't hesitate for a moment to give it to him. He deepened the kiss more and more as I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him closer to me and feeling his body so close to mine.

He had a power over me that I didn't understand. As soon as he kissed me, I stopped thinking and literally melted in his arms.

When the door was pulled open with a swing, we pulled apart in shock. Jin let out an equally startled cry and then gave us a dirty look.

"Don't you have a room for that? I just wanted peas, not a heart attack." he scolded us.

Yoongi took my hand and pulled me past Jin, who was still grumbling. Giggling, we ran to our room and flopped down on the bed. When we had calmed down, Yoongi just took me in his arms and stroked my hair. He had actually managed to make me feel better and we spent the rest of the evening cuddling and watching movies until we fell asleep.