Suga, the enigmatic rapper of BTS, is revered for his composed and occasionally reserved aura. His demeanor exudes a sense of calmness and a cool exterior that captivates many. However, this seemingly aloof persona fades away when he's surrounded by his cherished BTS members or, even more so, when he's with his girlfriend, Y/N.
When with the members, Yoongi's stoic facades give way to warmth and playfulness. His affectionate side shines through, evident in the way he interacts with each member, offering support, guidance, and playful banter, contributing to the vibrant dynamics within BTS.
Yet, it's an entirely different story when it comes to Y/N. In her presence, the layers of his composed demeanor effortlessly unravel. His eyes soften, carrying a glimmer of adoration reserved solely for her. His once seemingly distant exterior melts away, revealing a tender and caring side that he only shares with her.
Yoongi's reserved nature might suggest distance, but in reality, it's a protective shield that dissolves when he's surrounded by those he holds closest, especially when he's with someone as special as Y/N. Their connection unearths a depth of emotion and tenderness that is otherwise veiled from the world.
Yoongi stormed into the house, his frustration palpable from the taxing press conference earlier. His shoulders tensed, jaw clenched, a faint crease etched on his forehead. As he walked into the kitchen, the clinking of utensils ceased, and he saw Y/N engrossed in cooking, unaware of his arrival.
Without a word, he approached her, his footsteps muted, yet the tension in the air spoke volumes. As he gently wrapped his arms around her waist, Y/N startled, dropping the spatula with a clatter. Her eyes widened in surprise before recognition dawned, realizing it was him.
"Hey, you're back," Y/N said softly, turning in his embrace to face him. Her warm gaze met his weary eyes, instantly understanding that something was amiss.
"Yeah," Yoongi sighed, his voice carrying the weight of the day's events. "The press conference was... exhausting."
"I heard it was rough," Y/N murmured, reaching up to run her fingers through his hair, a gesture she knew calmed him.
"Some reporters were just..." Yoongi trailed off, frustration evident in his tone. "Anyway, seeing you here cooking is already making things better."
A small smile tugged at the corners of his lips as he buried his face in the crook of her neck, seeking solace in her comforting presence. Y/N held him closer, the aroma of the food mixing with the warmth of their embrace, creating a haven from the outside world.
"Let's forget about all that for now," Y/N whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his temple. "Dinner will be ready soon. Just relax, okay?"
Yoongi nodded, feeling the tension slowly ebb away in her arms. With Y/N by his side, the chaos of the press conference faded into the background, replaced by the serenity of being home with the person who understood him best.
After dinner, Yoongi retreated to his workspace, the pull of his music undeniable even after a taxing day. Y/N, understanding his unwavering dedication yet also feeling the need to offer him a reprieve, swiftly dashed out to the store.
She returned laden with an array of Yoongi's favorite face masks, snacks, and a determination to create a haven for him amidst his work. In the living room, she meticulously arranged blankets, propping them up to fashion a cozy fort. Pillows were strategically placed, creating a snug refuge within their own home.
Once everything was set, Y/N arranged the snacks on a nearby table, placing the masks within easy reach. Satisfied with her impromptu creation, she tiptoed back to Yoongi's workspace.
"Hey," she said softly, peeking in. Yoongi glanced up from his computer, a mix of surprise and curiosity lighting up his eyes at the sight of her. "I made something for you."
He followed her to the living room, and upon entering, a small, amused smile tugged at the corners of his lips. His workspace momentarily forgotten, Yoongi surveyed the fort with a hint of wonder.
"Surprise," Y/N grinned, gesturing toward the cozy setup. "Thought you might need a break."
A genuine warmth spread across Yoongi's face, touched by her thoughtfulness. "You didn't have to do all this."
"I know, but I wanted to," Y/N replied, handing him a face mask. "Come relax for a bit. Your music isn't going anywhere, but you could use a breather."
With a soft chuckle, he acquiesced, settling into the fort's embrace. Y/N joined him, the comforting ambiance enveloping them both. As they indulged in snacks and the serenity of the makeshift sanctuary, the weight of his work momentarily lifted, replaced by the soothing presence of Y/N and the simple joys of their impromptu haven.
Yoongi and Y/N settled comfortably within their cozy fort, each donning their favorite face masks, a lighthearted ambiance enveloping them. As the movie played, they nestled closer, finding solace in each other's presence amid the soothing routine.
Fifteen minutes elapsed, prompting Yoongi to peel off his face mask. His usual composed demeanor shifted briefly, replaced by an unexpected grimace as he muttered under his breath about the discomfort of removing the mask. With a slight wince, he headed towards the bathroom, intending to rid himself of the stubborn face mask residue.
Meanwhile, Y/N, catching wind of his muted complaints, couldn't stifle her laughter. With a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, she swiftly made her way to the bathroom, finding Yoongi standing by the sink, contorting his face as he struggled to remove the mask.
She leaned against the doorway, chuckling softly. "Having a bit of trouble there, Yoongs?"
Startled, Yoongi turned, a mix of surprise and mild embarrassment flickering across his features upon seeing Y/N standing there, thoroughly amused by his predicament.
"It's sticking too much," he grumbled, trying to mask the sting of the mask removal with a nonchalant demeanor.
Suppressing her laughter, Y/N stepped closer, glancing at his struggle. "Let me help."
With gentle fingers, she started peeling off the edges of the mask, her touch light and careful. Despite his initial discomfort, Yoongi found himself smiling, both at the absurdity of the situation and the genuine care in Y/N's actions.
"There, much better," she declared triumphantly, finally removing the mask with minimal discomfort for him.
Yoongi let out a relieved sigh, a small grin tugging at his lips. "Thanks. It's not as easy as it looks."
Y/N giggled, shaking her head in mock disapproval. "Maybe next time, go for the less painful option, huh?"
Their shared laughter filled the bathroom, the momentary mishap turning into another cherished memory between them, a testament to their ability to find joy even in the smallest of moments.
