Kat woke up the next morning, wrapped in Yoongi's arms with their legs tangled up. His long hair messy, some of it covering his face, leaving only his button nose and his plump lips left in sight. The proximity was something Kat was very familiar with, but at that moment she didn't know what to think about it. Last night they hooked up at her party, and then he brought her back to his hotel room to spend the rest of the night lost in pleasure.
They both agreed that they were just friends and nothing more, and that this was purely about pleasure. No feelings, no strings attached, just some sort of friends with benefits type situation. And to some degree, that was perfectly fine with Kat. She doesn't want a relationship anymore but craves physical intimacy. Problem is, she also doesn't want to just hook up with random strangers. So, this sounded like the perfect solution. Yoongi, someone she already knows, and trusts would give her what she needs, without the messy downsides of a relationship.
But as she woke up, she realized that maybe things weren't that simple. The way he was holding her, the way that they kissed, the way that he looked at her made her think maybe this wasn't the best decision. They were acting too domestic for comfort.
"Good morning" he said in his raspy morning voice. It always did something to Kat, whenever she heard him speak with this voice. The smoking only accentuated the raspiness.
"Good morning."
"How do you feel?" Yoongi stretched his arms above his head, a contempt smile on his face.
"Tired... Maybe it was a bad idea to spend the whole night up. I'm spent, and feel the slightest bit of soreness..."
"Did you not enjoy it?? Was I too rough??" Yoongi's expression immediately turned into one of worry, concerned he might've gone too far last night.
"No, absolutely not! You were perfect! I'm just not used to this anymore, and today I have a long flight to catch, so maybe I should've just rested instead.
"Not used to it?" He eyed her curiously. Was she not used to him and his pace, or was she not used to sex overall? If so, why? He was sure someone as beautiful as her wouldn't have had any troubles finding someone to spend the night with. But then again, he knew her. He knew that although she did not judge people who took part in hookup culture, she wasn't one to indulge either.
She wasn't a prude, no, nothing like that. But especially given her line of work, she liked to keep her sex-life the least messy possible. As a famous artist, the more you sleep around, the more you risk getting into unnecessary drama and scandals. With Yoongi, at least she knew they could just fuck, and she did not have to worry about making him sign any NDA's or him going to the press and start shit using her name. So, it was nice when he proposed they spend the night together, she could finally "clear all the cobwebs".
"Let's just say it's been a long time, and I will not be elaborating on that!"
"Okay... Can I get you some breakfast as a way of making it up to you? If you're tired, a nice breakfast with a good coffee will have you feeling brand new"
"You know what? I'll accept your offer!"
Yoongi called room service. Without her even saying it, he already knew what Kat would like. Years had gone by since they first met, and since they were together, but he still knew her like the back of his hand. An iced coffee for him, and a warm cup of coffee for her. A custard tart for each of them, and a bowl of fruit for her.
"I still don't know how you can drink coffee like that..."
"Are you kidding me? You're not one to judge! You drink your coffee with ice cubes in it. Yoongi, everyone knows coffee is supposed to be warm and comforting. We've been through this already."
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GRAMMYs | (MYG)
FanfictionTwo musicians from completely different genres meet at the Grammy Awards. At first glance, they don't seem to have much in common, but against all odds, that first encounter would turn their life upside down.