Sister | m.yg

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              "Thanks for dinner," I gave Jimin a hug as we reached the suit. 
              "I can't let you starve," he joked, rubbing my back in the hug.
               Only one person was waiting, but taking a closer look, you could see he was passed out with an envelope in his hand, about to fall out. It was the swag king himself, the one and only, Yoongi.
               "You should head to bed, we're leaving for Denver tomorrow," I pat Jimin's arm. He obliged and walked back towards the room. I could hear slight snores when he opened the door.
             "Were you waiting?" I whispered, but knew I was only talking to myself. His finger twitched slightly, and I gently grabbed the envelope. It was made out to me. Opening it quietly, I read the letter, which was written by Yoongi (I could tell by his handwriting).

Dear (Y/n),
           I will try to stay up and wait for you and Jiminie, but I'm already exhausted. Have you ever been on a date? If not, I wish I was the one to ask you out on your first date, since I was the one to steal your first kiss. I broke up with Nijila. She wasn't very happy, and I had to lie that I didn't break up with her for you. If I'm not up, I'm sorry.
                                                                               ❤
                                                                          Yoongi

              Smiling at the note, I saw the spare blanket on the floor. Picking it up, I carefully and quietly picked up Yoongi's arm, wrapping it around me. Then I put the blanket on both of us, letting myself get comfy.
             "You're finally back," I heard him, then felt his grip tighten slightly. Opening my eyes, I looked up at him, who tiredly gazed back.
            "You shouldn't have been waiting for me," I quietly scolded, hugging the note to my chest.

                "Whatever," he closed his eyes again, but didn't move. Using the opportunity, I nuzzled my head in his neck. He laid his head on mine, then I finally felt him calm, showing that he was asleep. He wanted me to do that. I quietly giggled, trying to make myself fall asleep also. Then I remembered that note.
  
            I had to lie that I didn't break up with her for you.

             Does he.... nah... impossible, right? A famous rapper that I met only a few months ago liked me, a boring, non-famous, girl? It's too good to be true.
             "Jal ja," I whispered with a small smile. I didn't expect him whisper back. "Jal ja, Jayiga. I..." he then said something inaudible, and pulled me closer to him before becoming still, except for his chest that rose up and down.
             Before I had fully fallen asleep myself, I heard him mutter that last part louder. He probably thought I was asleep.
   
              "I love you, Jayiga," he kissed the top of my head. I thought he was already asleep!
       
                "Why am I confessing to you now... well. Maybe one day when you're awake," he let out a soft chuckle. "Oh who am I kidding... Jiminie probably asked you out while you were eating."
               "I should probably get it off my chest, even if you're asleep or not. (Y/n), I want to kiss you on stage, hug you, and I want to say that I'm your boyfriend," I felt him lift my chin, but I didn't dare lift my eyes. "What the fuck am I saying? Whatever, will you date me?"
              I felt a pair of lips on mine, and finally opened my eyes. Grabbing his cheeks gently, I smiled, while he was freaking out. His arm around me fell, and I sat on his lap.
             "Shit," I heard him mutter. "You weren't really asleep, were you?"

              Shaking my head, I brushed his bangs from his forehead.

              "Well, I guess that just leaves you to answer," he closed his eyes, face bright red. I never knew a person could be so red.
              "You read broke up with Nijila for me?" I whispered, my hands moving from his hair to his cheeks, caressing them gently with my thumbs. He only opened his eyes, which were a slight blue from the alarm clock's light.
          
               "Yoongi, I... I've liked you since I met you, but we've only known each other for a few months. What about your career?" I gave him a small kiss on the temple.
              "I care about my career and fans, but I also don't those things to hold me back from my future," he sighed. "I mean it. I really like you."

              "Then let's try it out," I said under my breath, and when he lifted an eyebrow in confusion, I said a different answer out loud. "Ne. Of course I'd date you."

              He stared at me in astonishment, before giving me one if the cutest smiles.
              After a few small kisses, Yoongi's arms were around me again, and my head on now on his chest, falling asleep. He was already asleep, this time, and I was letting his breathing soothe me. The blanket was on my back, so it would end up covering us both.

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Dictionary: 

Jagiya - Honey, sweetie, love, darling. Used by younger coupled, married or not

Jal ja - Sleep well (goodnight)

Ne - Yes (formal, usually said by someone younger)