Bts One Shots

Yoongi ~ I'm sorry,

Creds to the account I got this from on Instagram. I swear I get inspiration from the weirdest things.

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Y/n's Pov:

I'm so tired from the day that lay behind me. I'm so happy to finally be able to come home to my boyfriend. At least that's what I thought before I walked into our shared apartment to him hitting the table out of frustration.

"Y-Yoongi.." He looked up at me only to roll his eyes and walk past me up the stairs, scoffing at me when I reach out and grab his wrist. "W-What's the matter?" I pulled him into a hug gently, hoping he wouldn't pull away. When he didn't I nuzzled my head into the crook of his neck, enveloping myself around his warmth.

He sighs.

"Yoongi, what's wrong?" He nudges me away, walking right past me and back into the kitchen. I follow him into the kitchen, anxiously waiting for him to at least look at me. It's when he takes a shot of alcohol I know I have to take matters into my own hands.

I take the alcohol and the shot glass away from him. He finally looks at me, but not the way I want him to. "What the fuck was that for?" His voice raises a bit, causing me to flinch. I'm kind of terrified, but I don't show it. "I don't know what the fuck your problem is Yoongi, but you can't just drink it away." He rolls his eyes and storms past me, yet again.

"Damn it Yoongi, why are you even upset?! I'm tired. I just wanted to come home from work and relax with you, but you barely will even look at me!" He stopped at the bottom of the steps but still didn't look at me. Not long after he continued to go up the steps, presumably to our shared bedroom.

I stand there watching him tread up the steps, tiredly. I sigh and go to the couch. I grab a blanket and lay there, not caring that I'm still in work clothes. I fall asleep eventually, hoping that whatever came over him goes away in the morning.

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I wake up to the sweet smell of pancakes and bacon. I look up to see Yoongi in the kitchen cooking breakfast. I smile slightly, hoping he's in a better mood. I get up and stretch, before walking over to him and slipping my arms around his waist, resting my forehead on his back.

He chuckles slightly and turns around, pulling me into a tight hug. "I'm sorry for how I treated you last night, (y/n). I was upset because my parents had canceled on me, again. It's like they don't even want to see me." He sighs, which makes me hold him closer if that was even possible.

"Don't be sorry, Yoongi, I understand. You have every right to be upset. And I'm sure they want to, they're just busy, jagi." He kisses the top of my head and turns around to continue making breakfast.

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We finally finished our breakfast. Yoongi got up and grabbed both of our plates and put them in the sink, not bothering to clean them cause he's lazy, but I love him for it. I get up and hug him again. I'm still a little sad that we had fought yesterday. He must sense it because he takes my chin and gently pulls it up so I'm looking at him.

"(Y/n), I'm sorry we had fought. How about we stay inside and watch movies the rest of the day?" I nod excitedly and hurry to the living room. I can hear him chuckling at me while following close behind me.

I sit on the couch, cuddling up to Yoongi while scrolling through the movies. We finally find one we both want to watch. I cuddle closer to Yoongi, loving these moments. "Why can't we stay like this forever?" I whispered loud enough for him to hear me. I feel his shrug and sigh.

"I'm not sure, (y/n), I'm not sure."

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Fluffy with little angst? Idk, I liked this one. Also, this is the first one that isn't Jungkook or Jimin. 😂

Whatever, hope you enjoyed.