stuffie [ Yoonkook/Sugakookie ] ☆BANG BANGTAN AWARDS☆

Five

I got out of the bathroom, holding my clothes and stuffed cat, and kept the towel secured around my waist. My hair was soaked, and it was kind of hard to see through while it dangled in my eyes. Yoongi was staring at me from the doorway and I scoffed quietly.

"I could have changed clothes in the bathroom but since you were so pushy-" he suddenly stepped out of the conversation by going into the bathroom without saying another word.

I huffed quietly and got changed in the room, then went to the laundry room to place my clothes, the ones that needed to be washed and not the ones I was wearing, into the basket. I draped the towel to dry and then ran a hand through my hair to get it out of my face. My shirt stuck to my skin slightly, and suddenly I couldn't see.

"Guess who," a deep voice whispered in my ear, and I realized that I couldn't see because Yoongi had covered my eyes with his hands. My cheeks flushed bright red, however, because he had to press his full body against mine in order to reach my eyes and cover them.

"Yoongi, I know that's you," I chuckled.

"No, I mean guess who stole my underwear, you idiot," he growled playfully in my ear. I shuddered and removed his hands, holding my stuffed cat close.

"Hyung, the underwear I'm wearing came out of my drawer," I defended myself.

"Really?" He chuckled and turned me around to face him. "Check again, Kookie. They may have come out of your drawer, but do you really wear that colour?" I blushed once more and tugged up the hem of the underwear I was wearing.

"That's alright, Jungkookie. Red suits you," he winked and gave me a mischievous smile with his tongue sticking out ever so slightly. But he left it at that and exited the laundry room. God, put that thing back where it came from, I thought, it's so distracting.

"Yoongi, which drama do you want to watch tonight?" I questioned and walked over to him, playing with a few strands of his minty hair with my stuffie tucked safely beneath my arm.

"You pick," Suga replied simply and shrugged. He tilted his head back to look up at me; his soft, pink lips were parted slightly and his dark eyes listened with curiosity.

"How about," I began, pretending to think for a moment, "you show me those other songs that you've composed so far?" I suggested with a larger-than-necessary smile. He sighed, pursing his lips together in thought.

"I suppose it can't hurt. Just remember that those blank parts in So Far Away are there because Jimin has to come record with me. The rest is all done." Yoongi stood up from the couch and I followed him to the studio. I hugged my stuffed cat to my chest as I entered the studio and sat down on the desk.

"Get your butt off of my desk," Yoongi gave me a teasing look of disgust as he clicked the play button for the records. "I eat noodles there, you know."

"Yeah, well, your noodles are in a bowl and you wouldn't eat if I didn't bring you the food that I make," I raised my eyebrows and stuck my tongue out a little, rubbing my hand over the stuffed cat's head absentmindedly.

As each track from the album played, I either nodded my head to the beat or listened carefully because he was rapping too fast for me to process what he was saying. Finally, the end of the last track made Yoongi spin his chair around to face me. I was grinning like an idiot.

"Hyung! You never let me hear the other songs and the skit. Why not?" I whined, pouting slightly.

"I was going to keep everything a secret but because you insisted, I decided that it couldn't hurt." Yoongi shrugged, a slight smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"You were going to make me wait until the album was released?" I gasped, placing a hand over my heart for a more dramatic feel.

"I could have. But I was kind enough to let you hear all of it now," he gave me a wide, forced smile and then spun back around to close the application that the album was playing from.