What never should've happened.

Tricky Part

Yoongi's POV

Yoongi let out a breath of relief. He hadn't been thinking straight. How could he when you had his cock in your mouth and you were driving him insane? It came out naturally and all he wanted to do was praise and adore you. You were too damn good at everything you did. He still wasn't sure you were real.

“Thank you, beautiful. Now, go, I'll take care of food.” He watched you go and focused on your ass, his cock twitching, it was going to be so hard not grabbing it every time he saw you now.

Yoongi Fired up the food delivery app and ordered the stew you wanted and went to the kitchen to put on the kettle and prepare some drinks for the both of you. You were probably thirsty after what you did, he sure was.

He poured himself a tall glass of water and began gulping it down when you came in.

“I know it sounds like something a crazy, obsessed fan would say, but you make drinking water look sexy,” you moved closer to him and took the glass from his hands, drinking a bit yourself. After what you had done, you didn't think he would mind sharing his glass with you.

“Food should be here in about twenty minutes, baby. I'll set the table.”

You nodded, finished the water and went to wash the glass even when Yoongi said to leave it.

He had been staring at you the whole time. It was you who didn't know everything you did was sexy. You finished washing the glass and set it out to dry on the rack. You turned around and leaned back on the counter, holding on to it with both hands and looking down, as if scared to say what you wanted to say.

“Yoongi?”

“Yes, princess?”

“If I… If I told you I don't want to go home tonight…would that be okay?” Your cheeks flushed and Yoongi was in front of you in two strides, pulling you to him by your waist with one hand and the other, tilting your head back by the chin. He kissed you deeply, molding himself into your body.

“More than okay. You have no idea how happy that would make me, to be able to wake up with you in my arms two days in a row… perfection.” He pecked your lips again and your hands went to his waist.

“If it were up to me, you'd never go back home, baby. But remember, it's what you want. So if you'd like to grace my home with your presence for the night, I'd be a happy man. If you'd like to leave after dinner, I'd happily drive you home, knowing I'll see you tomorrow. Your choice.”

“I'm going to need to borrow some clothes to sleep in and to take a shower…My underwear is a mess.” It was true, you were soaking wet and your panties were definitely ruined. It occurred to you right then that in less than five days, Yoongi had managed to make you feel sexy and wanted, to make you feel cherished and important. He gave you back your sexual desire, something that had been lost for a while. You weren't sure when you were going to be ready to actually have sex with him, but you knew you would. That was so much more than what you ever thought would be possible after everything that happened.

Yoongi purred and buried his face in your neck. “Y/N…you're going to be the death of me.” His hands went down and squeezed your butt and you giggled.

“That's not helping with the mess situation, you know?”

That worked in getting him to laugh. He pulled away and took you by the hand.

“Come on, let's get some clothes sorted out for you, a toothbrush and some towels.” You walked together to his room and he moved around, picking out things and making a neat little pile on his arms. “Sit on the bed, baby, I'll be with you in a minute.”