Oh Fuck

28

Yeosang

I sat excitedly with Yoongi in the helicopter on the way to Jeju. On the one hand, I was thrilled to finally spend some time alone with Yoongi. But there was still a bad aftertaste, as the cameras would follow us on all our excursions.

Because of the loud rotor noises, we couldn't keep our distance, but as I deliberately looked a little anxious at Yoongi, he took my hand in his. I turned my head to the other side and grinned with satisfaction so that he wouldn't see that I wasn't scared at all and just wanted to hold his hand. Until my gaze fell on the reflection in the window.

Yoongi's smirking face could be seen in it, looking at me with a raised eyebrow, amused. I was caught out, oops. He put an arm around my waist and pulled me close. Sighing, I leaned my head against his shoulder. It could be like this forever for all I cared.

I didn't move away from him for the rest of the flight because I was enjoying our physical contact far too much. I closed my eyes and smiled happily. I wanted so much to confess my feelings to him, but I was far too cowardly. The fear of losing what we had was just too great. It was nice the way it was... so why risk everything?

Still, something was missing... but I could...? It was very loud here... He wouldn't hear it anyway...

My heart was suddenly beating so fast that it was no longer healthy and I summoned up all my courage. I wanted to tell him at least once...

"I love you so much, Yoongi..." I whispered against his shoulder.

He turned his head slightly towards me, he hadn't heard it after all, had he? He looked at me questioningly and pointed to his ears before shaking his head. Relieved, I smiled and waved him off, signaling that it wasn't that important.

However, I didn't notice that the microphone attached to my clothes was already switched on and had picked up my words.

After landing, we checked into a luxury resort. Personally, I would have preferred a romantic little guesthouse, but maybe we could come back at some point when the cameramen were no longer following our every move.

Our reaction was filmed as we entered our room and realized it was the honeymoon suite. A huge, heart-shaped bed was the eye-catcher of the room, everything was romantically decorated and even the large whirlpool bath, which was not in the bathroom but on the terrace with a sea view, protected from prying eyes, was heart-shaped.

There was already water in it and petals were floating on the surface. I dipped my fingers into the warm water and then beamed meaningfully at Yoongi. He interpreted my gaze correctly and turned to the camera team.

"So... I'm afraid you have to go now, we have something to do here and you're not allowed to watch," he shooed them out with a wink.

As soon as they left, our clothes flew off and we relaxed and slid into the water. Yoongi turned on the jets and then leaned back with his eyes closed, enjoying the gentle massage of the water on his back.

I quietly slid closer to him and then sat astride his lap. I kept attacking his face with little kisses until he started to giggle. He wrapped me in his arms and let his hands slide down to my bottom, which made me sigh with relief.

I felt his intense gaze on me and opened my eyelids. It took my breath away every time, how beautiful his eyes were and the warmth in them made the butterflies in my stomach go crazy again.

I unconsciously licked my lips, which broke the spell. He broke the stare and pulled me closer to him before hungrily placing his lips on mine. His kisses were like an addiction, we collided with each other again and again, intensifying our kisses with each encounter until we were both looking at each other breathlessly again.

"I want you so much right now..." I confessed to the older man, who didn't seem to feel any differently.

"Then let's just skip the planned dinner and stay here. I'd much rather eat you now anyway..." he suggested, his mouth still right in front of mine, his eyes sparkling lustfully before he pulled me back into a sensitive but passionate kiss.