Simple (Suga x Reader)

New Beginning

You stand next to Yoongi in front of a house, while Namjoon fiddles with the lock. Yoongi pushes open the door and sweeps his arm across his chest while bowing.

"After you, madamoiselle." He grins at you.

"Thank you..." You step inside and put your handbag down (Jungkook and Taehyung had insisted on carrying your luggage and were now squabbling over "who got to carry the red one".)

Yoongi headed to the kitchen and pulled out a soda for you. "You won't be staying here if you don't want to, there's an apartment with our makeup artist waiting for you. She's a nice noona, you two will get along well.

Hoseok pulled the soda from Yoongi's hand and chugged it in approximately 0.5 seconds.

"Hobie!" Seokjin's exasperated voice rang from the living room. "That was for (Y/f/n)!"

"Oh." Hoseok meekly put the can down and scurried to his room. "Sorry."

You smile and take another soda. "It's fine."

"Noona, can I have a soda too?" Taehyung looks at you with big puppy eyes.

Unable to resist the aegyo, you hand him a soda.

"Wait, (Y/f/n) is about your age, right Tae? You shouldn't call her Noona without knowing her age." Seokjin reasons.

"She just looks young, can't I call her noona for the fun of it?"

"I've never had a noona." Jungkook adds through a mouthful of cookies.

"Neither have I!" Came Jimin's voice from the living room, followed by a loud noise that sounded very similar to the sound a squeaky toy makes.

"Jimin-ah, what happened?" Yoongi runs to check on him.

"So." Taehyung sets his soda down and surveys you. "You're our new stylist?"

"Yes..."

"Oh! Great! I'm Kim Taehyung. V is my stage name. Can I call you Noona?"

"S-sure, if you like..." You stutter.

"Okay, noona~!" Taehyung happily skips off.

"Want to spend the day with us?" Namjoon asks as he casually destroys Jimin in Super Smash Bros. "You know, get to know us?"

"HYUNG! NO FAIR!" Jimin howls.

"I WANNA PLAY!" Jungkook squeals.

"CAN I BE PEACH?" Seokjin screams.

"Let's play 8 player!" Hoseok rolls into the living room.

You sweatdrop. "Super Smash Brothers?"

"Yes. Here." Yoongi hands you a GameCube.

You take the controller uneasily, and sit next on the couch with Yoongi. He kicks his slippers off and rest his feet on your lap. "Yo, (Y/f/n), anyone ever tell you your lap is really comfortable?"

You turn completely red and look hard at the screen. "N-no..."

"YOONGI! You barely met her!" Seokjin scolds, then proceeds to beat Taehyung over the head with a pillow. "I CALLED BEING PRINCESS PEACH, TAEHYUNG!"

"Okay! Okay! I give up!" Taehyung squeaks, and selects Marth instead.

"Hn." Yoongi moves his cursor over Link.

You pause, then select Zelda (Okay, don't hate me, I know, Zelda is a slow character. BEAR WITH IT, IT'S A FANFICTION).

Yoongi grins, and looks at you from the side of his eye. "Hmm, picking my princess. Very well, (Y/f/n), prepare to get rekt."

You feel a sudden rush of elation, and grin at Yoongi. "Oh, it's on, Couch Potato."

Yoongi shoots up and smirks at you, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "Oh yeah, Princess?"

"We'll see about that, lovebirds!" Jin hollers and presses START.

*****

"NNNOOOOO!" Yoongi howls, and collapses on the couch.

"I WAS SO CLOSE!" Jungkook wails and flops over the pillows.

"HA! SUCKERS! PRINCESS PEACH FOR THE WIN!" Jin hollers and catapults himself off the couch. "NOW! LUNCH!"

"I almost won." You mewl, and cover yourself with a pillow.

"Noona? Are you okay?" Taehyung asks you.

You pull the pillow closer to yourself. "Leave me alone. I'm entering the dark world of my depressing loneliness."

"Oho?" Jimin looks at you. "Noona has an emo mode?"

Yoongi picks you up with ease and puts you on another couch. "Okay, it's my nap time now. Shoo."

Jungkook just stares at Yoongi. "Brute force... O-O"

Yoongi kicked his feet up on the couch and fell asleep promptly.

"What is this?" Namjoon sticks his head in. "A Min Yoongi in his natural habitat?"

Yoongi's hand shoots up and slaps Namjoon's arm.

"OW!" Namjoon yells, and prances off to the kitchen.

You get up and follow, uncertain of what this new beginning might mean for you. Taking a look at the sleeping Yoongi, though, with his face resting against his pillow and his features softened, you smile.

Whatever the future brought, you would be ready.

Hopefully.