normal | m. yoongi

6

And soon the song was featured on BTS's new album named Young Forever, the album after the HYYR series. This meant days were devoted to mv shootings, dance rehearsals, meetings, concerts, competitions, and new hair colors for the boys.

That's right, the day had came where Mint Yoongi became Grandpa Yoongi. I almost cried, mourning over pictures dramatically just to annoy the gray hair boy.

"Are you kidding me? It's been what? Like two weeks with this hair color and your still crying about it." Yoongi said, walking out of his bathroom and laying down on his bed next to me. I nodded, facing my phone screen that had a picture of Yoongi with mint hair on it, a snapchat he sent to me a while back. "Remember this?" I wiped away a non existing tear.

"Yes, and it was short lived, get over it babe." He shut off my phone and put it on his night stand, on the other side of the bed. "Yoooongii." I whined, reaching my arm over him, trying to reach my phone. "Nope." His arms tightly wrapped around me, disabling me from getting my phone. "You're so mean." I groaned again, giving up and going limo in his arms.

A comfortable silence soon washed over us, my head rested on his chest and his arm around my waist tightly. His fingers softly combing through my long blonde hair. Which was odd, usually he pets my hair when he's nervous. Lifting my head up to face him, making eye contact. "Is something bothering you?" I asked, our heads close to each other's. Yoongi sighed, looking at me sincerely. "I u-um wanted to ask you something...but I don't know if I should ask you now..." His voice mumbled lowly.

I tucked some of his gray hair behind his ear and smiled. "How about I'll go get ready for bed and come back, then you can tell me." He nodded slowly before I got up, closing the door behind me once I got into the bathroom. He's finally going to ask me to be his girlfriend. Yoongi never put a label on us, I didn't mind but it's nice to clear up what our relationship was exactly.

I got dressed into my pajamas which basically just consisted of Yoongi's shirt and brushed my teeth. I smiled at myself in the mirror before walking out and laying back down next to him, climbing under the covers. "Have I ever told you how sexy you look in my shirts?" Yoongi asked, his arms snaking around my waist again. "Every time I spend the night." I chuckled and wrapped my arms around him as well. "Y-yea...about that...you've been spending the night a lot lately, right?"

I nodded, not knowing where this conversation was about. "Well u-uh...I wanted to know if you wanted to...you know..." He coughed, stopping his sentence. "Get on with it." I said, giggling slightly at his stuttered words. "Damn it Rory, just move in with me."

I looked at him slightly surprised, but my expression changed, it fell into a slight frown as I thought about our relationship. "Yoongi, what are we?" I asked, looking up at him with a serious look.

He opened his mouth a couple times but nothing came out. "I-I uh..."

"Thought so." I sighed and looked down. "N-no, I meant to say that you're mine and I'm yours...I just want you to be my girlfriend but I was too nervous to come out and ask..."

Smiling, I placed my hand onto his soft cheek. "I'll be your girlfriend dummy." I kissed him gently in which he returned with passion, grabbing my waist tighter to make me closer to him. It got a little heated, his lips making their way down to my neck and leaving small marks on my collar bone. "Y-Yoongi...we...we should g-get some s-sleep." I said shakily, rubbing his arm and making small distance between us. He replied in a groan, his nose resting in my shoulder after he stopped.

"Goodnight babe..." "Goodnight jagi."

I smiled in response, resting my eyes as sleep welcomed me in Yoongi's arms.

The next morning Big Hit had called all of them to a meeting, Yoongi decided to take me along because he wanted to tell his management about our relationship. Luckily, the boys signed a contract that didn't say they had to stay away from relationships, allowing them to date whomever whenever. And that's exactly what they said.

"You guys are able to date, just be careful of fan situations of course." Their manager told us, Yoongi and I sitting in front of his desk. "Of course sir." Yoongi nodded. "Oh, and I don't want any scandals so don't cheat on her, for that reason and because she seems lovely." He smiled at me and I returned one. "I'd never cheat on her." Yoongi moved his hand over mine protectively.

"Alright, then I'll allow you two to date publicly, but I'm leaving all responsibility to you on how to tell your fans."

My boyfriend nodded again before getting up to leave with myself. "Ah before I forget, and tell the rest of the boys they need to be somewhat packed for tomorrow, we'll be loading the van at 8 a.m. sharp to get to the airport on time." Their manager said as I looked at Yoongi with a confused expression. "Will do, thank you again."

We both bowed our heads before leaving his office, walking down the hallway of the building. "Airport? Are you guys leaving somewhere?"

I heard a sigh escape his lips, his hand tightening around mine. "Yes...I didn't want to tell you exactly but we're headed for an Asian tour and Kcon in America and Paris."

"How long will this be?"

"Most of summer..." His voice stayed quiet as I sighed myself. "Looks like my summer is going to be lonely." I chuckled dryly.

"I'll try face timing you as much as I can and I know for sure we're going to come back to Korea a couple times for rest a couple times during the tour..."

I nodded slowly and kissed his cheek, "We'll figure something out..."

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