I Want the Headline

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Perhaps he really didn't feel anything towards you..?

Deliberate steps were taken towards you by him until he was right in front of you. His fingers lightly touched your forearm; as if testing if he could really touch you. At the feel of your skin under his, his palm immediately flattening down on your arm feeling of warmth of your body. He drew in a quick breath. "Fuck." Hand sliding up to your shoulder to pull you directly in front of him, Yoongi's eyes darted over you as he frantically pulled you into his arms "Fuck.." He repeated breathlessly.

It sounded like he was finally convinced that you were actually there. Yoongi pressed his nose into your hair, drawing in a deep breath. His fingers dug painfully into your skin, trying to hold you as tightly to him as possible. His breathing was rushed, fingers clammy and trembling as his hands knotted into your clothes. "Yoongi?" You called softly. You didn't have much time here with him, any moment Jungkook would be finished and you'd have to go. There wasn't much you could do but hug him as tightly as he was hugging you and. He was really there and he was alright. "Yoongi-"

He pressed his mouth to yours, lips parting. Yoongi's fingers dug into your skin, desperate to keep you close. You sigh against him, wanting to tell him so many things but only able to stupidly chant his name between breaths. He nodded, eyes briefly opening to see the way your lips curled as you called out for him. He shivered and quietly added, "Jungkook is here, isn't he? You need to go before he comes looking for you." One of his hands flattened on your lower back and jerked your flush against him. "Just give me five more minutes to hold you." He rasped,"I missed you, it's been so damn long.." Your mind cleared and a wave of disappointment settled in. That was his first sentence to you? His rationality was relieving, but some small part of you was hoping he'd squash the doubt that had been creeping in.

That he'd say he loved you.

He kissed you again, tongue brushing over yours. Responding less enthusiastically as him, your nails lightly scratched at the back of his head to wait the kiss out, the pads of your fingers soothing his scalp. Yoongi sighed into the kiss as he raised his hands up to gently cradle your head and angle it better. He pulled back momentarily, sucking in a breath through his teeth before kissing you harder. This time, you ended the kiss before him, turning your head slightly from him. He only leaned in again, kissing the corner of your lips as he pulled your mouth back to his. Yoongi mumbled something under his breath between kisses, voice slurring his words together. The only thing he'd clearly enunciate was that you had to go, but even then he'd tighten his grip on you.

Your hands pressed against his shoulders, keeping him at bay. If all he was going to do was kiss you and tell you needed to go, then you wanted to go. This wasn't how you anticipated your reunion with Yoongi going. It wasn't like you weren't relieved to see him; you were elated..but his response to being reunited with you was barely anything. It was as if you'd never been separated.

He brushed your hands aside, pressing harder against you and cursing under his breath, "You have to go." Biting his lip, he drew back from you quickly, running his hand through his hair. Yoongi blinked rapidly, "Fuck, why do you have to go..?" He drew in a shaky breath, "A little longer." He softly pleaded, and your heart fluttered. Was he finally going to talk to you now? His hands settled on your hips, lips peppering kisses up your jaw. "Just stay a little longer. I missed you so damn much." His hands ran up and down your sides, warming your skin. "I forgot what you felt like."

You bit your lip, forcing yourself to smile up at him. He was starting to get anxious with how silent you were. You weren't supposed to be standoffish. You were supposed to melt in his arms. His hands stilled, "What's wrong?" He narrowed his eyes at you when you shook your head,"Y/N, what's wrong?"