Y/N's POV
When Yoongi parked the car at his brother's apartment building, you realized your palms were sweating and you were shaking a bit. He noticed and pulled your hand to his lips, giving it a kiss.
"Princess, there's nothing to be scared about," he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear, "if anyone on this earth, other than the members, is excited and grateful for your presence in my life is my brother. I haven't told you this, but when I told him about you he warned my ass that I better treat you right or else."
That made you smile.
"See? You have nothing to be worried about." He gave you a chaste kiss before pulling back. "Now let's go before we're late because I decided to make out with you in the car."
That made you snort and then laugh. It was just what you needed.
"Well...we're early." You teased him.
"Ungh, don't do that, woman!" He banged his head back into the headrest. You giggled. "I swear, I'll take you right here and now and you'll have to explain why we reek of sex and our hairs are a mess."
That thought was extremely exciting to you and you filed it away for later. "Okay, I'll behave. Let's go."
You were reaching for the handle, but Yoongi stopped you. He merely raised an eyebrow and you understood. "Good girl," he whispered, before getting out and going to open the door for you. He held your hand and then reached for the tart.
"I want to carry it, please." You said.
"Baby, relax, you will give it to eonni, I'm merely bringing it up so you don't have to. We still need to work on allowing yourself to be treated like a lady by someone who was taught to respect women. As for allowing said person to spoil you...that's proving harder to do." He winked at you.
"I know...I'm trying."
"I know you are, baby. I love you all the more for that."
Once in the elevator you got anxious again and sort of began bouncing on your feet. Yoongi merely squeezed your hand a little tighter and kissed your cheek.
Yoongi's brother lived in quite a posh building, one with only two apartments per floor. You knew that he had his own business and had recently opened a restaurant, but you were sure Yoongi had given him the money to start up. Yoongi rang the bell and you could hear footsteps coming to the door.
Geum-Jae opened the door and bowed to the both of you.
"Yoongi-ya, you're early. Please, come in, Ye-jin will be out in a minute."
He moved aside to let you in and you went to change into slippers. Once you had done so, Yoongi put his hand on your lower back to reassure you and pushed you a bit forward. Just as he was about to introduce you, Ye-jin came out of the kitchen and bounded down to where you were.
"Welcome! Thank you for coming!" She said as she went to stand beside Geum-Jae and bowed to you.
You bowed back.
"Hyung, eonni, I'd like you to meet y/l/n y/n," they bowed, "Y/N this is my hyung and his wife." You bowed in return.
"It's a pleasure and an honor to meet you," you said, "thank you for having me over at your home." You presented the tart to Ye-Jin and she graciously took it.
"I know this took effort to make and we truly appreciate it. We loved it the first time we tried it. If you're willing to teach me, I'd love to learn how to make it." She beamed at you.
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What never should've happened.
FanfictionY/N is a 34 year old woman who is a kpop fan and gets transferred to South Korea. Unexpected things happen when she meets Min Yoongi purely by chance...and her past issues come back to haunt her. This is purely fictional, the names and likenesses ar...
