Lost (BTS Edition)(OT7xReader)

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I came back with the two cups of tea and sat down next to Yoongi, who I couldn't tell if he had looked at my gallery or not. I placed one of the cups next to his laptop, the other in front of me, and while I carefully took a few sips of the hot liquid, I tried to look at the screen. I was relieved to see that he hadn't opened any files and that the data transfer was still running. After that I was sure, but that didn't mean anything, if he read the folder names I'd be screwed...

"Um... could you please get me the sugar? Or have you already put some in?" he asked me, plunging me into a medium sized crisis. If I walked away, I wouldn't be able to stop him from seeing things he wasn't allowed to see... If I didn't leave, I would be extremely rude and ungrateful. His look became pleading when he saw me hesitating, so I overcame my inner conflict and stood up, just hoping he wasn't curious. When I came back, I couldn't see any change in his demeanor, which reassured me somewhat.

"Do you actually have a USB stick where I can put your stuff? Otherwise I'll leave everything on my laptop and you can come to me if you want to look at your stuff," he said and my blood ran cold as I held the sugar out to him and sat down. I didn't have a flash drive, so he would be able to look at it at any time. When he saw the look of horror on my face, he grinned mischievously.

"Don't worry, I won't look at your folders... neither the "Yoongi" folder with 5639 pictures as content, nor the one with the best Yoonmin, Taegi and Sope fanfictions... nor the "trynottolookdownchallengesthatifailed" and certainly not "18+Fanart Yoongi". But you have a really cute wallpaper of me, even if I'm a bit jealous because Hobi is your lock screen..." he said with a grin and I would have loved to sink into the ground.

"I'm curious... apparently I'm your bias... but then who's your biaswrecker?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.

"O- OT7..." I barely managed to get out and saw him nod.

"Kind of suits you... You know... I only wanted you for me because I wanted to be special to you.... but I can see I'm the same way... I'm getting more and more comfortable with the idea of joining you. Awww, stop looking at the floor so shyly," he said and pulled me onto his lap to cuddle me. The day continued just as awkwardly as it had started. It could have been worse, he could have been looking in the folders...

"What is that there... "Yoongi 2011-2012"?" he asked and had already clicked on it before I could protest. It showed pictures that I had taken secretly or with his knowledge. Including one or two selca that I had managed to persuade him to take back then. His eyes widened and he looked at me in disbelief, scanning my face as if searching for something long thought lost.

"I... oh my God... YOU are the cute little girl from back then.... Pizza Diavola with extra artichokes.... " he exclaimed excitedly.

"You remember me?" I asked him delightedly and immediately afterwards he hugged me even tighter.

"But of course... the trips to your place always made my evening... I had a huge crush on you, if you hadn't been so young, I would have asked you out for sure..." his frank confession immediately sent an army of butterflies dancing in my stomach.

"Well... age doesn't stop you now..." I interjected and he smiled warmly at me.

"I guess you're right." he grinned before looking at me seriously again and then possessively capturing my mouth...