the share house || ot7 x reader

fifty four

"please tell me you're never sending that man rent money ever again," navi said. you were on the phone with her, telling her everything seokjin said the seconds you closed your bedroom door behind you. "after a confession like that? wow."

"i wouldn't consider that a confession, you know. technically-"

"y/n. i will end this call immediately. don't fucking play dumb right now," your best friend said, cutting you off. "the man told you you're a future lover. he basically begged you to see him as the regular kim seokjin. not the one who modelled or runs ksj beauty. not the one you paid rent to. just kim seokjin."

you sighed as you plopped onto your bed before she went on. "seokjin basically told you he's interested in you. all of your roommates are officially in love with you-"

"in love is a bit much-" you interjected, only to get scolded.

"will you let me speak? this isn't a situation where i'm feeding into some delusions, and you're being the rational one. all your roommates are interested in you, and it's only a matter of time before you start calling them your boyfriends. it's not even me speculating to feed my own delusions. this is a fact," she said. "you've gone on a date with three out of seven and kissed three-"

"actually, i've kissed four. i kissed yoongi," you told her, pressing your lips into a thin line.

"great! i've been robbed again."

-

when you and yoongi got into the car, you could feel the shift in the air between you. the shy, awkward vibe your roommate usually had was completely gone, replaced by something entirely different—something eerily similar to the energy jungkook had just before you made out in the backseat.

a normal person probably would've waited for another date before making out with their date. a normal person probably would've seen this sexual desire after a first date as a red flag. but you weren't normal. to you, there wasn't even a flag. you've known these men for months. you literally had sex with jimin before you could finish your date. why would you stop yoongi if he wanted to kiss you at the end of your date? especially when you were ready for so much more.

you stood with your back against your bedroom door while yoongi stood opposite you as you thanked him for the night. "thank you for tonight. i enjoyed every conversation we had and absolutely love the piece you played on the piano."

"thank you for agreeing to join me tonight," he smiled. "i don't think you understand how happy i am to hear you enjoyed tonight. i was so nervous."

"you don't have a nervous bone in your body right now," you chuckled, taking in his demeanour and posture. your roommate stood before you with his hands in his pockets, one leg crossed in front of the other, and head tilted slightly to keep his long dark hair out of his eyes. the smile on his face was anything but shy.

"i don't know, after your reassurance all of that left," he shrugged, and not knowing what to say, it became quiet. the tension in the air became thick, and the little distance between you wasn't helping.

"i wish this night was longer," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper as your heartbeat increased. "i don't want it to end."

"neither do i," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. you could see how his eyes flickered to your lips. without thinking, you leaned in, your heart pounding as you closed the distance. yoongi met you halfway, your lips brushing softly at first. the contact sent shivers down your spine. the kiss deepened, your lips moving in perfect sync, like two puzzle pieces finally fitting together. yoongi's hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer. you could feel the warmth radiating from his body as yours pressed flush against his.