Auralism - myg

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"Mmm... it's so good." You say, tongue gliding along the side of your mouth.

Yoongi smirks as he stares over at you, shaking his head for a second.

You wipe the pasta sauce from the side of your mouth and arch an eyebrow while looking over at him.

"What?" you question. He merely chuckles before speaking.

"If I had no context or visual to that, you'd think we were still fucking." He teases. You merely roll your eyes.

"Please, as if you could last that long with me." You challenge. This causes the smile to fade from his face as he stares over at you. His stare is dark, warning you as you mock him. "S-sorry, just kidding." You say. His stare remains locked on you as you cower, looking down to your pasta and avoid eye contact.

You pick up your fork once more and gather some more pasta onto it before taking more pasta into your mouth.

A deep laugh erupts from his throat as you do so.

"Ah, you love pretending you're so tough, huh, baby?" he questions, causing you to look up at him once more. He smiles as you look over at him before lifting his bottle of soju and taking a sip of it.

"I never said that I'm tough." You state. He sets his bottle of soju down once more before speaking.

"You love teasing me but the more you get to know me, you find it harder to do it." He reasons. You raise an eyebrow and set your fork down as you stare over at him.

"I still like teasing you." You state.

"Harder to do when it's not over the phone?" he questions. You shrug a shoulder.

"Maybe a little." You state.

"How come?" he questions before eating his own pasta.

"It's just different in person. When you were just a voice over the phone, it felt like there weren't as many repercussions that would happen for mocking you."

"And now that you're here in person, you know I wouldn't let you get away with it?" he inquires. You stare at him for a few seconds, pursing your lips together because you don't want to admit. He then raises his eyebrows, an amused smile forming on his face.

His cute, gummy smile makes it hard for you to not smile back. The corners of your mouth begin turning upwards as you look over at him.

"Stop." You warn, knowing that he's trying to get you to admit that he's right about you knowing you wouldn't get away with it.

"Stop what?" he questions, acting confused. "I'm not doing anything." He states, causing you to quickly shake your head.

"You know exactly what you're doing." You state.

"What am I doing, kitten?" he questions, smile growing wider as he stares over at you.

You press your lips together for a second as you stare over at him.

A feeling of butterflies flapping their wings and flying around forms in your stomach as you stare over at him. You hold your breath in an attempt to stop the feeling.

To no avail, as you stare over at him for a few more seconds, you still feel the butterflies.

"Don't call me that." You say, voice coming out slightly quiet as you say this.