𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 | 𝐌𝐘𝐆

𝟐𝟓 | 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬

"Kiss me on the lips, our own little secret.

I wanna be addicted to your prison.

So I can't serve anyone that's not you.

Even though I know, I drink the poisonous Holy Grail."

- Blood Sweat & Tears -
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𝒮ℯℴ ℳ𝒾𝓇𝒶'𝓈 𝒫𝒪𝒱:

You continued to walk forward, ignoring the sound of hurried footsteps that were growing louder behind you. Just as you were about to turn the corner, Yoongi suddenly stepped in front of you, blocking your path. You looked up at him in curiousness.

His mouth slightly hung open, unsure of what to say as he continued to stare at you.

"It's your choice who you want to listen to." You said calmly, giving him a reassuring nod.

Without waiting for a response, you stepped around him and continued walking.

Even now, if Yoongi chooses Gayeong, you're not even surprised.

"Mira."

You stopped in your tracks, feeling Yoongi's presence behind you. His hand gently took yours, stopping you from going any further.

"Come with me."

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As you stepped into his office, you heard the door click shut behind you and the sound of the lock turning echoed in the quiet room. You patiently sat down on the sofa, your eyes on Yoongi as he turned to face you.

"If you think I'm bothered by this, I'm not." You watched him take a seat right beside you, his head turning to look at you. He sighed, tenderly placing his hand on top of yours.

"And like I said," You continued, your expression remained blank, "It's your choice. Gayeong's going to be your wife too."

"No." Yoongi immediately shook his head, moving closer toward you. You raised an eyebrow in astonishment. Without waiting, he pulled you into a tight embrace. You hesitated for a moment before hugging him back, feeling the tension in his body melt away as he relaxed into you.

"Mr. Min..." You whispered, prompting Yoongi to slowly pull back, your faces now just inches apart. His gaze dropped to your lips and you noticed him licking his own as he stared attentively.  Your lips quivered as you tried to back away but his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you in place. Your hands rested on his shoulders, your eyes darting nervously around the room, avoiding his gaze.

"Can I...?"

Yoongi's voice was a soft murmur against your lips, his breath warm as his bottom lip brushed lightly against yours. The sudden contact sent a jolt of electricity through you, causing your body to tense up. He rubbed your back, trying to soothe your nerves as he waited patiently for your response.

Taking a deep breath, you closed your eyes and nodded.

That was when you felt a pair of soft lips pressed against yours.

The soft hum that escaped your lips seemed to spur him on, his arms wrapping around you more tightly as you instinctively returned the kiss.

The sensation of his lips, warm and soft, was almost overwhelming. He deepened the kiss, his tongue running along your bottom lip, wanting more. Your resistance melted away, your arms finding their way around his neck, pulling him closer as the kiss grew more passionate.

Yoongi's body pressed against yours, guiding you backward until you were leaning against the soft cushion. The world around you seemed to blur, leaving only the sensation of his touch and the taste of his lips.

"W-Wait." You tried to pull away but Yoongi was lost in the moment, his lips still moving against yours. His tongue sought yours, savoring the taste of you.

Your fingers tangled in his hair as he deepened the kiss, each movement drawing soft hums from your lips. One of his hands gently caressed the side of your face, the warmth of his touch sending shivers down your spine.

"Mira..."

Yoongi whispered against your lips, his lips teased along your soft cheeks before planting tender kisses on them.

You kept your eyes closed as you focused on the sensation, allowing his presence to envelop you.

His lips continued their journey downwards, leaving a trail of wet kisses along your neck, making your breath hitch. You squeezed his arms, your body reacting instinctively to each kiss that he had pressed from your neck to your collarbone.

"Mr. Min!" You suddenly called out, your eyes snapping open as you cupped his face, stopping him. Yoongi looked up at you, his expression a mix of desperation and desire as if silently pleading for you to let him continue. The intensity of his gaze made it difficult to breathe but you knew you had to take control of the moment, even as your heart raced in your chest.

"I'm not read-"

"Then we will stop here." Yoongi carefully fixed the collar of your shirt, making sure you were comfortable before helping you sit up.

Before you could fully process what had just happened, a sudden wave of emotion washed over you and you found yourself wrapping your arms around him, your face burrowed into his chest.

Are you finally getting the dream marriage life you were wishing for?