BTS Texting FF [Yoongi]

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Chae's PoV

I could feel that Yoongi was fuming. And I'm not talking about "my little sister decided to be a bitch and wake me up at 5 am on a saturday" angry.

I'm talking about "if i had a knife, everyone i've ever met would be dead right now, and that includes you bitch so don't think you're safe" angry.

Yeah.

It was worse than when I took his food that one time.

I swear if I wasn't rubbing the back of his hand with my thumb, he would have squeezed it off by now. 

Don't get me wrong, I love Yoongi, but he gets really fucking angry. Worse than Jimin even sometimes. I'm terrified for my life as I walk back down to the dorm.

"Hyung... Maybe we should leave you alone with Chae..." Taehyung mutters and I almost slap him in the face. HE WON'T YELL IF THEY'RE AROUND!!!

"Yeah, that would be best." His answer was cold and short. A sign that shit was about to go down. The boys walked out of the dorm, leaving me with Agust D.

"Yoongi-ah..." His cold stare softened at me, as I stood in front of him, terrified, still stroking his hands. "Are you mad at me?" He sighed deeply before replying.

"Of course not, Jagiya. I'm mad at Minhyuk, I'm mad at myself, hell I'm even mad at your brother for not saving you again. You did nothing wrong. Trust me babe. No way I could get mad at my girl." Tears started forming in my eyes. No one has ever cared for me before. Then it hit me:

He called me

His girl.

I smiled brightly at him, tears threatening to fall. His gaze softened even more, and he immediately looked concerned. Tears started to stream down my bare cheeks. I was happy.

"Baby, why are you crying?" He pulled me into a much-needed hug, and stroked my hair, leaving chaste kisses on my hair, and comforting words in my ears. I chuckled and pulled away, and tried to wipe my now smeared tears.

He grabbed my wrist and cupped my face, dragging his thumbs across my cheeks in a soft motion, making me almost melt into the carpet. How can he go from Agust D to Suga to Yoongi in 2.5 seconds?

"I'm fine, Oppa. It's just-" I paused and looked up at him from the floor I was previously staring at, more tears forming. "No one's ever cared as much before. Yes, Sehun loves me, but you saw how he acted. He's only really there in dire emergencies. You are there through the littlest things, and I love it. I love how you can go from wanting to slice everyone in the world with your jawline, to being the Kumamon loving Yoongi I adore. I love how protective you are, because I would never even think of being with any other guy. I love how you always give me hugs, even though I know you hate skinship, just because I love them. I love how you play the piano with me." I paused and focused back in on his astonished face. I continued.

"I love how you do everything, Min Yoongi. I love how you pout whenever I tease you, and how even when you wake up, the first thing you say to me is 'Good morning, beautiful Jagiya.' I love how down to Earth we can get in our conversations, and how other times we just spam each other with memes on Kakao. I love how open you are with me, and how I can talk to you about pretty much anything." At this point, I was full on crying, and he was about to, but I didn't stop.

"I love how you call me yours, which implies that you're mine, and that makes me very happy because millions of girls would kill to marry you. And not even close to lastly, I love you. I am hopelessly, defeatedly, desperately in love with you. I can't even believe it because before I met you, I didn't believe in love. But guess what?"

"What?" He whispered so huskily and breathlessly, it made me want to bang him right there. Oops I just thought that. Sorry not sorry.

"You made me believe. You are my love. I love you so much." Before I could continue, Yoongi had put his hands around my neck and pulled me in for a kiss.

We kissed for a minute, and it felt too short. His soft lips trailed mine, and a euphoric burning occurred in every part of my body. He had such an affect on me.

But, as sudden as it started, it stopped.

"Jagiya, you talk too much." I giggled and slapped his chest lightly. 

"Yah, Oppa!"

"Aish, calm down I have something to tell you." I tilted my head curiously.

"I love your crazy ass too." I smiled and kissed him once again, this time lightly, and for an even shorter time. Then I pulled him in for a warm hug.

I heard crying.

Wtf?

"THAT WAS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL THING I HAVE EVER SEEN!!!" Suddenly, all of BTS, Minah, and Mark walked in. When?

What?

The?

Fuck?

"HYUNG! YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO SAY ANYTHING!!!" I saw Namjoon yelling at Jin, who was crying along with Hoseok. Awwww.

"BUT THAT WAS SO SWEET! IT WAS LIKE A DRAMA, BUT IN REAL LIFE WITH PEOPLE THAT I KNOW!!!"

"Jin Oppa, calm down..."

"CHAEYOUNG DON'T FUCKING TELL ME TO CALM DOWN, DON'T FUCKING TOUCH ME, THAT WAS TOO MUCH OMMGGGGG" Seriously this boi...

"Ok go away we aren't a drama or a fanfiction. Fuck off" Yoongi's voice interrupted all the excited chatter.

Thank the lord sweet baby jesus.

"Thanks, Yoongi-ah."

"No problem, Jagi." I smiled. This was how it was supposed to be.

Me with him.

A/N: HOLY SHIT

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