BTS Imagines/One-Shots [requests; open!]

Suga: Bathroom Kisses

Suga: Bathroom Kisses
Genre: Fluff

You grabbed a packet of potato chips and hobbled back to your room, sighing as you heard your phone buzz for the umpteenth time.

Flopping down on the bed, you massaged your leg tenderly. You had unfortunately sprained your ankle and injured your left knee while practicing a dance strenuously for your group's comeback. This wasn't the first time you had gotten injured, and being the lead dancer, you were made sure to stay at home to rest and recuperate lest you had more injuries which would hinder the comeback.

You stuffed some potato chips in your mouth and looked at your phone, sliding your finger across the screen to read the spam of messages. You rolled your eyes when you  read the recent ones.

'Jagi, the concert is starting, why aren't you here yet? We were supposed to meet before the show at 5. It's almost 7. Where on earth are you?'

'(Y/N)-ah, why are you always doing this to me? I work so hard to make my performances special for you yet you NEVER EVER show up for any of them. What am I to you?'

Turning on the television to watch the live broadcast of BTS' performance, you yawned as you saw your fiancé, Suga, start off rapping in I NEED U. You were too lazy, and too annoyed to reply him. There was no doubt that he would come back immediately after the performance and kick up a huge fuss over you not attending the concert, just like every other time. He had always gone on about how he would have prepared something special for you during the concerts, but you had always backed out at the last minute, being busy with your job as a member of a rookie girl group which had just debuted. But honestly - you really had wanted to make it this time, which was why you had practiced your dance so hard to finish the choreography - but it only ended up with you getting injured and not being able to attend after all. Look, it wasn't his fault, but maybe if he hadn't been coming home so late every night he would've at least realized that you had been injured for the past three days.

But even so, even though you knew that both of you would start quarreling the moment he reached home, it always ended shortly after. Yoongi had a short temper and all, so did you, but no matter how heated an argument between the both of you got, you two were inseparable, and would go back to cuddling each other moments later. Which is why you were both known as the "love-hate couple".

The door slammed loudly and heavy footsteps could be heard echoing through the house. You knew what was coming. And you were ready to fight back too. He wasn't the only one with a sharp tongue around here.

"I work all day and all night, and look at you. Lying on the bed eating potato chips. The least you could do was reply my messages! You're even lazier than I am!" Yoongi raised his voice as he entered the room.

"Me? Lazy?" You replied. "I was injured for the past few days, Min Yoongi. Because I was practicing too hard for the comeback. How's that lazy? Get your facts right before you jump into conclusions!"

"For once in your life your work is actually starting to show. And I'm glad you're injured too, maybe now you won't perform so much and flirt so much with those hideous fanboys."

As usual, your quarrels with Yoongi had taken a complete turn and had started to become very irrational as they touched irrelevant, random topics.

"Flirt? With the fanboys? Look who's talking! You - you and your 'infires', you're the one dyeing your hair different colors every week for those obsessive fangirls, I wouldn't be surprised if your hair really 'infires' one day, looking at you with a scorched and burnt head would be a lovely spectacle!"

"Who are you to talk to me like that? I'm your fiancé, (Y/N), I'm providing you with every thing you need - a house, food, clothes, extra money. Without me dyeing my hair mint or pink, you wouldn't be able to live a life shopping 24/7!"

"For goodness' sake I don't shop 24/7. Forget it Yoongi, I'm going to take a shower." You huffed as you grabbed a towel and limped out to the bathroom as fast as your one good leg could carry you.

"I'm telling you, you need me in your life and you'd better not take me for granted," he yelled back.

"No I don't need you, I can cook and clean, I could very well be any other guy's wife out there, Min Yoongi!" You yelled back in a rage.

"JIN COOKS BETTER THAN YOU, I COULD LIVE BETTER ON HIS COOKING!" He hollered.

You rolled your eyes and started to get ready the shower. Holding several bottles of various soaps and bubble baths in your hand, as well as your towel haphazardly hanging over your shoulder, you stumbled and tripped over the bathmat which hadn't been laid out flat on the floor. You landed painfully on your backside and so did the bottles, creating a huge ruckus as you did so.

"Ah, what did I tell you? You're always being so clumsy and careless, without me, the calm one, you wouldn't be able to do a thing without messing up!" Yoongi's voice mocked you as he heard your mishap from the bedroom.

You tried to get up, your injured knee and ankle giving you difficulty in doing so. His footsteps echoed louder as he made his way to the bathroom. As he barged in, flinging the door open and not looking where he stepped as he did so, he slipped on one of the bottles, causing him to fall forward. In a split second, he had landed right on top of you, who was still propped up on your hand. The proximity between both your faces was dangerously low, and as your single arm which had managed to prop you up gave way under Yoongi's weight, your head hit the bathroom floor. Before you knew what had happened, his dark brown eyes had met your surprised ones as his soft, plump lips crashed into your own unknowingly. It seemed like with the loss of your support, he too had dropped face forward, resulting in an unexpected yet fate-decided lip-lock moment between the both of you.

You pushed back his shoulders and turned away, breaking the kiss. It had gotten a bit uncomfortable being squashed on the cold bathroom floor.

Yoongi chuckled, his cute gummy smile showing. "Look what happened, all because of your clumsiness. No wonder you could get injured just while practicing."

"Yah! I was only practicing extra hard because I wanted to finish the choreography in time for me to go and watch your concert..." You mumbled sheepishly. "Now get off me, I want to take my shower!"

You tried desperately to get up, but your leg just wouldn't allow you to.

"See, you always need me," Yoongi smirked as his arms snuck around your waist to hoist you up. "Let's shower together, you little klutz."

"I am not a klutz!"

"Yes, you are,"

"No, no I'm not you lazy -" you began when you got cut off, as he pulled you around to face him and leaned forward, to peck you on your lips slightly to shut you up from whining.

"YAH, MIN YOONGI!"

"Shut up before I drench you in cold water," He replied nonchalantly and started to run the hot water.

You look at him from the side, his one arm still supporting your waist. That smooth, pale skin, tiny and droopy eyes - you did feel a bit guilty for not attending his concert.

"Yoongi-ah, I'm sorry I couldn't make it today. I really wanted to, but my leg..." You said to him and nudged him in the side.

He kept quiet, still feeling moody over the fact that you didn't attend the concert.

"Oh it's alright, doesn't matter anyway," He mumbled gruffly, shrugging his shoulders.

That was just like him - always shaking things off bluntly, because he couldn't express his emotions affectionately out in the open.

"Yoongi-ah...Saranghae," you whispered, pinching his pale cheeks and giggling.

"Jagiya...stop pinching me... And yes, I love you too."

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First imagine up! Wrote it when I was a little bored, and since it's my first imagine, I don't know if it's good or not; please comment and vote to give me your feedback! Suga my little cheese muffin is so adorable *squeals* !!!
Happy reading! (And imagining!)
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