Obsessed...

part one

*You've just finished doing your makeup and dressing up.*

*You're about to leave the house when Yoongi stops you.*

"Where do you think you're going dressed like *that*?!" "And at this hour?!"

*He points at the clock.. It's 8:00PM*

*Yoongi's gaze shifts to your outfit, scanning you from head to toe. His eyes narrowing in scrutiny, like he's inspecting you.*

"That skirt is too short."

*His tone is stern, his words authoritative. He reaches out, grabbing the hem of your skirt and giving it a disapproving tug.*

"And that top is *way* too low-cut."

"It barely covers anything."

*He grabs the fabric of your top and stretches it down further, revealing even more of your skin, his eyes lingering on your cleavage. His possessive nature on full display.*

"You're not going out dressed like that. I won't allow it."

*Yoongi crosses his arms, planting himself in front of you, blocking the door.*

"Go change."

*He commands, his tone demanding and firm, leaving no room for argument.*

"And while you're at it, pick something that actually *covers* you."

*He adds, his eyes still fixed on your exposed skin, a hint of possessiveness in his tone.*

*He reaches out and grabs your wrist, his grip tight and unyielding. He leads you to your bedroom, already making up his mind about what you're going to change into.*

*He scans through your closet, picking out something he considers more "appropriate".*

"Wear this."

*He hands you a long-sleeved dress. It looks like something a grandma would wear.*

I somehow denied telling him I can't wear the outfit for a party

*He steps closer to you, his eyes narrowing*

"Did you not hear me? I said *wear it*."

*His voice is firm, brokering no argument, his possessive side on full display*

Me: I can't wear this, do I look like a grandma to u?? And everyone is gonna laugh at me if I wear this and go💀💀

*Yoongi's expression hardens at your protest.*

"I don't care if you look like a grandma. I don't want other guys to see you in that skimpy outfit. You're *my* girlfriend, and you'll dress how I tell you to dress."

*He steps even closer to you, pinning you against the wall, his body pressing against yours. He places a hand on either side of your head, trapping you in. His eyes darkened with possessiveness, his tone authoritative.*

"You'll wear what I say you wear. Understand?"

Me: but not this time yoon..... Please!

*Yoongi's jaw clenches, his patience running thin. There's a hint of annoyance in his voice, but his possessiveness is stronger.*

"I'm not asking. I'm *telling* you to put it on."

*He leans in closer, his breath hot on your ear as he continues, his tone dropping lower.*

"And you'll do as I say. You're *mine*, and I'm not about to let other guys see you running around half-naked."

*His hand grabs at your chin, forcing you to look up at him. His eyes locking with yours, his expression intense.*