BTS ONE-SHOTS

Boy In Luv | Suga

Exhaling, you began to put on your makeup in the dressing room. You were part of a shoot with BigHit for your favourite band, BTS's, new music video, Boy In Luv. It was about teenage days in high school and hormonal crap. You bite your lip, you were in a scene with Jin and your bias, Suga. Min Yoongi. You didn't exactly know what the scene was though, so you just hoped for the best.

You walk out, slightly nervous. As if by magic, Suga walked and bumped into you. Damn your clumsiness.
"A-ah! Sorry Yoongi Oppa!" You speak in a small voice. Suga blinks a bit, looking down at you.
He smiled, "It's okay, I should've looked where I was going."
You shake your head at this, "No, bu-" to your surprise, he puts a finger to your lips, shaking his head slowly at you. You look down, your face heating up.
"And in all honesty, you really don't need to call me Oppa.. Especially after this scene." He drops his long, pale finger from your lips before walking away, leaving you in suspense.

'Especially after this scene...' His voice lingers in your mind until the time you need to shoot arrives. You smile at the entire crew, the nerves coming again, but at the same time dying down? Yah~ You Never make sense. You lick your lower lip, biting it immediately after. It was a habit you had since you were small. (damn i was about to put wee lmao im so british wtf)

You exhale in awe as you see all of the crew. You run a hand through you hair to make it look more messy, apparently that's what it was meant to look like. You didn't really understand that, but did it anyway. Smiling, they all greet you. You bow in response to all of them; you wanted to seem respectful.

The director began to tell you what your scene was. You were to be pushed up to a locker forcefully by Eomma Jin, and Yoongi had to.. Kind of- point at your body? It was hard to explain, the director couldn't do it fluently himself. It was roughly that he checked you out, using his fingers as emphasis. Wait that sounded wrong- *sigh* Nevermind.

The scene with Jin went perfectly, and, being his polite self, he bowed down, apologising profusely after. You giggled, assuring him that it was fine. It was time to do the scene with Yoongi..

He gave you a tiny smirk, biting his lip sexily. And damn, that made you tingle. You swallowed hard, making your way to the small area where it was being shot. The music played, and the scene took many attempts. It was your fault. You kept on getting really blushy. However, I mean- who the hell wouldn't get like that if their bias was virtually checking them out?!

He smirked at you as the music played. He jerked your head to the side, an even bigger smirk appearing. You began to strut away, obviously pissed at the fuckboy action. He bent down, following you. Penultimately, he banged you against the wall continuously. And finally. He shot a sneaky wink, getting down and pointing at your head, chest and skirt bit. He bit his lip again as you looked at him in a disguisted but shocked manner.

“il” jari eobseo jimgwa dongsie sokman 
taji nebigeisyeonina salkka bwa
(ppareum ppareum ppareum) eopilharyeogo 
gyesok nan (adung badung badung)
jinsim? (I got ’em) dwissim? (I got ’em)
naega yuilhage gajji mothan geon 
neoui (areum areum daum)

OW!

That tiny Michael Jackson scream at the end is what send you over it.

"CUT!"

The director calls, everyone claps. Finally, it was all done.. You throw your head back, hitting the wall slightly. You exhale. Damn, Yoongi was right. After this, there would kinda be no point in calling him Oppa.

You gasp a bit as someone used his fingersnto till your head. 'Someone' being Yoongi himself.
"Get what I mean now? Why you wouldn't really want to call me Oppa after the scene?" he asks in his amazing voice. You just nod at it, too scared to make a peep. Why? Well, you didn't trust your mouth.. Yoongi had his body pressed to yours. You breathing hitches in your throat, your eyes wide. He planted a small, but wet kiss on your neck, causing shivers to run down your spine. (spOOKY SCARY SKELETONS, SEND SHIVERS DOWN MY SPINE) And with that, he walks off, once again leaving you in utter suspense. And frustration. You can't forget the frustration.

That fucking tease.