We all wake up fairly early the next morning. It was a long car ride to the next location in Chile, so I prepared myself for boredom.
During the six hour drive, I slept, read, listened to music, and watched Netflix.
When we finally got to the hotel, I brought all my stuff in and sat down on the bed. I had the room to myself now, so I could kind of do whatever I wanted.
I took a shower. Then I sat down and watched TV. And I thought about Yoongi.
I wasn't sure when he was going to text me and tell me the details about later, and that was making me nervous. I didn't want to text him, because he might be around the boys or other staff. Or I might just be bothering him.
But finally, he texted me.
From: Yoongi ❤
Hey, you can come to my room in about 30 minutes, everyone should be gone by then. I can't wait to see you.
I grinned and texted him back, telling him I would be there.
I honestly had no idea what was going to happen.
I waited about 36 minutes. I didn't want to seem too eager. Even though I totally was.
When I got to his door, I looked around the hall, making sure there was no one around, then knocked. Almost immediately, he opened the door, and pulled me inside.
It surprised me, and I gasped, and then laughed. Yoongi grinned at me and led me to the open part of the hotel room.
I was surprised when I saw that there was a tray of food on the table by the window. I looked at Yoongi, and he pulled back a chair for me. I sat down in it, and he sat down in the one across from me.
"I hope you didn't eat dinner before you came here?" He says.
"I didn't. Thank you." And we ate. The food was delicious, and so was the chocolate cake that was for dessert.
When we were finished, Yoongi cleared the table and set the tray outside his door.
I sat on his bed while he rummaged around in his bag for something. When he found it, he came and sat down beside me.
"I um... I wrote some more stuff...." He handed me his notebook, already opened to the page he wanted me to read.
'When I see her, my day brightens. When I see her, I feel my heart jump. When I touch her, my body is covered in goosebumps. Why do I feel this way? I want to protect her with all of myself. I want to kiss her every time I see her. I want to tell her that she has nothing to worry about, that there's no way I'm going anywhere, but I can't find the words. I can't seem to get enough of her. It's so hard sometimes. But no matter how hard it is, I will always feel the same.
I love her.'
My heart was racing when I looked up at Yoongi. His cheeks were red.
"Yoongi-"
"Annabelle, I love you."
He loves me.
I opened my mouth to speak, then closed it, then opened it again.
"I love you too, Yoongi." I look into his eyes as I say it, and I feel my face get hot.
"Oh thank God." He says, then crashes his lips on mine. I close my eyes and lean into him. He wraps his arms around me, and, to my surprise, lifts me up a little and moves me to sit on his lap.
I gasp at his actions, pulling away slightly.
"S-sorry..." He stutters.
"I-it's okay." I whisper back, and I kiss him. I put my hands on his shoulders, and he kisses me back, once again wrapping his arms around my body.
Gosh, this was so wonderful. He was holding on to me tightly yet gently, his kisses were gentle yet extremely passionate. In the heat of the moment, I wrapped my legs around his waist, and it surprised both of us.
"Sorry-" I start to say, but Yoongi interrupted me with his lips once again.
I pull away again though. I was worried if I was hurting him because of my weight. "I'm not heavy am I? Cause if I am-"
"Anna, I swear... Just shut up and let me kiss you." He flips us around and pushes me down on the bed, making me gasp again.
He kisses me again, and this time, I felt his tongue gently prod at my lips. My whole body went hot. I opened my lips for him, and I felt his warm tongue slide into my mouth. I got goosebumps as our tongues danced together, and I let out a slight moan.
Once again, we were both surprised. And while we kind of paused for a moment, I had a thought.
His tongue technology is quite nice.
And I burst out laughing.
Yoongi was shocked and pulled away from me. "Anna?"
I sit up and hold my stomach. I finally stop laughing and look at him.
"I was just thinking that... your tongue technology is quite nice." I watched his face transform into a look that read, 'Are you kidding me?'
"You're just as bad as Jin, oh my God." But a smile formed on his face, and soon we were both laughing.
But once our laughing session was over, Yoongi pushed me back onto the bed, and was kissing me again.
And then, he started to kiss my jawline. And then my chin, my throat, and finally, my neck. I tilted my head up so he get more access to my neck, and he took advantage of it. He placed kisses all over my neck, first soft and gentle, but then rough and hard. I felt him suck gently on my skin, and then a little harder, making me moan. I grabbed his hand and squeezed it tightly. He squeezed back.
"Yoongiiii..."
He lapped over the place he had sucked on, and it was sensitive.
I realized that he had just given me a hickey. But right now, I think I was too happy to care. Our breaths were labored, and I closed my eyes, basking in the feeling.
Then I felt him move my shirt sleeve down, exposing my bra strap. I opened my eyes just as he moved the bra strap further down my arm. Then he kissed my shoulder sweetly, and I closed my eyes again. He placed more kisses on the newly exposed skin, and I let myself sigh a little.
Yoongi gently lifted himself off of me, then helped me into a sitting position. I put my bra strap and shirt back in place, blushing.
We both sit in silence for a few moments.
"Do you mean it?" I whisper.
He looked at me, "Mean what?"
"That you love me."
He stared at me.
"Yes. Yes, I do mean it. I love you. I'm in love with you. I love everything about you, I love everything that you do. You are literally one of the most precious and loved person in my life. I love you." He hugs me close.
"I love you too. I love you so much Yoongi." I hug him back. We stay like that for a while. Then we both lay down in his bed. We hold hands, and our bodies are pressed close. I wanted to sleep here, with him, tonight. But I knew I couldn't.
"Don't go yet." He whispers as I start to sit up. "Stay with me for just a little longer."
And I do.
