YOONGI'S P.O.V.
I wake up from my sixth nap today and look over at my phone. Opening up the lock screen, a green bubble notification comes up. A text from [y/n]-dongsaeng.
[y/n]<3: Oppa! I'm bored!
me: so? why you telling me this?
[y/n]<3: bc I want you to come do something with me!! I know you're not doing anything rn
me: no. I'm busy
[y/n]<3: busy being gay... *pouts*
me: Hey! I'm not gay!
[y/n]<3: don't deny it.
me: If I come do something with you, you have to take that back
[y/n]<3: no I don't. I won't take back the truth
me: it's not the truth and you know it!!
[y/n]<3: lies.
me: I'M NOT LYING
[y/n]<3: then why don't you have a girlfriend??? O.o
I hesitate before replying.
me: because of you
[y/n]<3: wtf does you not having a girlfriend have to do with me????
me: because you're a cockblock, that's why
[y/n]<3: wtf do you mean!!!
me: whenever I ask you on a date, you say no, but you ask me to go places with you all the time!!
[y/n]<3: .....
[y/n]<3: that still doesn't give me a reason for your gayness
me: well I can't exactly show you that I'm not gay since you won't let me love you!!!
There! I finally said it! I finally told [y/n] how I feel about her... sort of.
READER'S P.O.V.
I can't believe Yoongi told me he loved me!
'But we're just friends' I remind myself. 'He probably means it in a friendly way,' I conclude before I can give myself reasons to believe otherwise. I have some deep feelings for Yoongi, but I try to suppress them most of the time. I really just want to stay friends. Yoongi is my closest friend, whether it be guy or girl and I really need to keep it that way. I keep texting Yoongi from my bedroom. I argue with him, insisting that he come do something with me. He keeps saying no! Why!? I throw my phone down on my bed, crossing my arms. I hear the front door open and close. It's probably my sister, coming home from the store. I look around my room for something to do.
My door opens and my eyes widen.
"Yoongi..." my voice comes out in a breathy whisper.
YOONGI'S P.O.V.
"Yoongi..." she whispers in disbelief as I open her bedroom door. I start walking over to her bed slowly, trying to look determined.
"[Y/n], I don't give a shit anymore. I don't care if you don't like me. I just need you to know that I love you. Not just as a best friend." I stop at the foot of her bed, trying to gauge her expression. She looks stunned and... interested?? needy?? I don't take time to figure it out. Instead, I climb on top of her bed, pull her over to me, and kiss her passionately. She has no idea how much I've wanted this.
She kisses me back for a few seconds, then pulls away to look me in the eyes. "Yoongi. This is wrong. I like you too, but we're best friends. We shouldn't be doing this. It'll ruin our friendship," she warns.
"I don't give a fuck. I want you so bad. "I want you all the time, but I can't even tell you how much I love you because you're too busy trying to stay away from your feelings. You need to take this risk with me. I need you and you need me. I want to take this to the next level. It doesn't even have to be a relationship if you don't want it to be."
"So you're suggesting friends with benefits?" she asks.
"Only if you want to. I just... I have strong feelings for you and I'm tired of resorting to hookups just to get you out of my system. It never works, instead it makes me feel even worse because I feel like I'm hurting you. Please, [y/n]. I need you to say that you'll be mine for just a little while, if not longer," I plead. I can't believe I just spilled my heart out to my best friend. Well, I guess I'll just have to deal with the consequences. She looks at me for a few seconds, before smirking.
"Yoongi... Are you sure you're not gay?" I roll my eyes at her and sigh.
"Aigoo! Why do you have to be so difficult?!"
"Answer the question."
"I'm positive."
"Good. Then I'll take that as an okay for me to take that one-night-stand number out of your phone."
THREE WEEKS LATER
"Come on, Yoongi! Please! I'm so horny right now, just let me do something!"
"Nope. You know the deal. You even made the rules yourself, once a week. I told you on Monday that you'd regret having me go down on you that early in the week, and you didn't listen." I hated doing this to her, but it was her fault. I told her three weeks ago that we should allow physical contact more than once a week, but she insisted that she wouldn't need me that often.
Currently we were sitting across from each other in the living room of my apartment, watching a movie. About a half-hour in, she looked away from the TV and directed her gaze at me. I could see the desperate pleading and in her eyes. I had immediately given her a warning gaze and a shake of my head, but she kept trying to coax me into it.
"You're such a tease. I can't believe you. You're sitting there, looking all adorable, and I can't even have a little fun with you! It's not my fault you're so irresistible," she pouted. I looked at her for a minute or so, she still wasn't looking away from me.
"Fine... Come here."
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FanficThe chapters start off kinda crappy and get better as they go. I originally wrote this on Quotev, then added it to AO3, and thought: why not put it here, too? Requests are open and encouraged!
