Basketball: BTS Yoongi ff

Part 13

I pace in front of Hyung Seok's front door while I think about how I'm going to break the news to him. I know that he's a very understanding person and won't get mad at me, but I can't help but feel incredibly nervous while doing this. I just hope he hears me out before he does anything stupid.

"Fuck it" (a/n: In the mood to get down. I love you......sorry) I say while walking up to the door. I knock and step back as I wait for someone to answer.

"Oh, hello Bohemian! What brings you here?" his mom asks as she answers the door, a surprised smile lighting up her beautiful face. I bow respectfully as she lets me in, smiling up at the woman that has become like a mother to me.

"Hey Mrs. Park, I just came to say hi to Hyung Seok."

She nods before pulling me into a hug, her hold surprisingly strong for such a tiny women.

"You should stay for dinner tonight love. We have some guests coming over that would probably love to meet you."

I can never say no to a home cooked meal when it's her that makes it. I nod my head and she pats my shoulder before pushing me towards the staircase.

I run up he stairs before knocking on my boyfriend's door, feeling my stomach turn nervously. I enter when a quiet "come in" can be heard from the other side, my head peaking in to see him reading on his bed without a shirt on.

"Bohemian? What are you doing here babe?"

I walk towards him with cautious steps as he smiles up at me, my bottom lip captured between my teeth. I sit next to him on his bed as he sits up as well, my eyes looking everywhere around the room except for at him.

"Oppa I......"

"What's wrong?" he asks as I stop, his eyes showing concern and worry. I take a deep breathe before letting it back out again, trying to calm myself down before I start.

"You know how all I want to do is get on the basketball team, right?"

He nods, paying full attention to me now. He indicates for me to keep going, my pulse skyrocketing. Oh god. Why am I so nervous?

"And you also know how Yoongi is the team captain of the team.....right?"

This is met with another nod, his eyes hardening at his cousin's name. I watch as a small frown starts to grow on his face as he continues to look at me, my heart pounding faster and faster in my chest.

"W-well, he said he would let me be on the team if I did him a favor" I say quietly, my voice wavering at the end.

"What kind of favor?"

I gulp before looking away from his dark eyes, wiping my sweaty hands on my jeans shorts.

"He said that if I pretended to be his girlfriend to make his ex jealous that he would let me be on the team. We wouldn't kiss obviously. I only agreed to the bare minimum for him and that's it."

I look up expecting him to be angry with me. I'm surprised when all he is doing is staring at me. I gulp at the look he is giving me, not really sure why he is acting this way. He seems to be studying me, his eyes bouncing all over my face.

"I thought you didn't like him" he says softly after what seems like forever but was probably only a few minutes. I take his hand in mine, my thumb caressing the top of it.

"I don't like him. I only said yes so that I could get on the team. Nothing more, nothing less."

I relax when he smiles, intertwining our fingers together as he does so.

"I'm ok with it then. I trust you."

I grin as I lean closer too him, brushing our noses together as I close my eyes.

"I love you" I sigh out, tilting my head to the side. His hands make their way up to cup both of my cheeks, his breathe fanning across my lips as he speaks.

"I love you too."

He leans in and kisses me gently, his soft lips meeting mine. I smile into the kiss, loving the way his hands feel against my face. I trail one of my hands down his bare chest, my fingers tracing his abs absentmindedly. He groans at the feeling, pulling at my hips and making me straddle him on his bed as he sits up more.

"Eager are we?" I tease softly as his lips detach from mine to trail down my neck. His fingers dig into the skin of my hips in reply, causing a breathy moan to escape from my parted lips. I put one of my hands on his shoulder and the other in his hair, pulling on the strands to bring his face back up to mine.

Our lips clash against each other's hungrily, our tongues fighting for dominance. The sparks that are flowing between the two of us are enough to make my knees weak, my eyes clenched shut as I scratch at his back. It is my turn to mark up his skin now, my lips peppering kisses along his jaw before trailing down his neck. He groans as I suck on his sweet spot, his hands fisting the material of my shirt.

"O-oh shit" he say breathily as I grind down on his crotch. I can feel the bulge in his pants becoming harder and harder at my touch, his breathing getting heavier the longer I go.

"Hyung, your mom said that--"

I squeal as the door is opened, grabbing onto Hyung Seok as he hugs me against his chest in shock as well. I stare up at a wide-eyed Jimin as he stares down at us, my eyebrows crinkling in confusion.

Wait. If Jimin is here, that must mean that--

"Jimin, what's taking so long......oh."