Different (BTS x Reader)

Yoongi Ending

"Yoongi-Oppa..."

A body rolled over to you, his arm and leg laying themselves over you. His lips were grazing against your neck and his breaths are gentle. There is a small smile on his face, which you felt forming just on your lower neck. Yoongi let out an audible sigh after he had taken in your sweet scent.

"All of you can get out now," He ordered in his low, raspy voice. "I'd like to spend some time alone with (Y/N)."

"Why can't you guys get out?" Jin asked, shifting his body up to see you frozen in the rapper's grip.

"Because I'm too comfortable to move."

You let out a small chuckle and gently ran your hand over his hair. Hoseok was the first one to smile at the scene before him and get up from his place.

"I think we really should leave," He stratched a gentle smile on his features. "Yoongi-hyung probably can't control himself anymore."

You could feel a smile form on Yoongi's mouth, since his lips were placed on your neck. Hoseok's right, he really cant control himself. He never can control himself and it takes him so much effort to do so. The other boys just cringed, the maknae line almost being pushed out by the oldest, followed by the leader and the dancer.

"I'm not going to do you right now, you know?" You shifted under his grip as he laid kisses on your neck.

"I wasn't planning to initiate that, but we can always try it out later since you suggested it."

"Sneaky jerk."

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There is always something so relaxing about watching your boyfriend play the piano. He is so fluid in his motions and never makes any mistakes. Everything that he plays just comes out perfectly and sometimes lulls you to sleep. This time isn't one of those times though since you were busy watching him be engrossed in whatever he is playing.

The tune had practically escaped you at this point, all you could see is his face

"You try."

That had completely snapped you out of your thoughts.

"What???"

"It's your turn to play."

You gulped and looked at the keys. Right, he was supposed to be teaching you how to play... You had completely gotten too lost in staring at his concentrated face to even look at his hands. Gently, your fingers laid over the keys and you played the first group of notes, before looking at him helplessly. He only gave you a chuckle. He knew you had been staring at him.

Scooting closer, he looped one arm around you and placed it on your right hand, while placing his other one on your left. You could feel his breath running down your neck and his lips almost sticking to your earlobe. He is doing that on purpose, and you know it.

"First it's like this..." He played something, but you were once again distracted. "Then like this."

You were snapped out of your thoughts at the second note, and you are finally looking down at the keys. All this time, you are just staring at your reflection on the glossy black surface of the instrument. He really enjoys seeing you like this.

"Play it," He whispered, making you immediately follow his instruction.

While you are slowly executing the song, he trailed his hand to your waist and pressed his lip on your ear lobe. He just wanted to tease you more and maybe make you lose your concentration. Why are you so determined to play the piano when your boyfriend is caressing your thigh? Well, because you have been working on this for a whole week now and it has always ended up the same way.

"Oppa..." You purred, pressing one last key while his fingers sneaked up your shirt and pressed against your skin.

"Keep playing, (Y/N)," His kissing eventually turned into nibbling. "I'm just doing my own thing."

You played the next note and gulped.

"You're being a jerk, Min Yoongi."

A laugh just escaped his throat and he pressed his lip against your jaw. It's obvious he isn't going to pull away soon. At least you had learned one fourth of the entire thing. Not fluently, but it was definitely etched in your brain... somewhere. You had decided that you are not going to fall into his charms and just continue playing, starting from the top all over again.

It didn't take long for him to realize this, since he was eager to kiss your lips, but you didn't seem to be turning your head towards him.

"(Y/N)."

"Hm?" You didn't bother to turn your head.

"Look at me."

You shook your head and bit your lip as you continued to play. You have to admit, you are proud of yourself for being able to resist him AND increase your tempo on the piano. You seemed more sure of the keys.

Just as you were about to move on, you felt yourself being dragged away from the piano. Now, instead of being under your fingertips, it was at least a few feet away from you. Your legs are on the floor, not on the pedals. Yoongi had rolled the chair backwards, and you immediately turned to look at him, a pout prominent on your face.

He took that chance to lean in and press his lips against yours. This is exactly why you avoid kissing him -- it always makes you melt. As soon as he started, you got hooked and he wouldn't let you go until he is done. His hand is on your cheek while he placed gentle kisses on your lips.

"Was that too hard?" He teasingly asked, a smirk crossing his face.

"No..." Your answer was quiet, and almost had a defeated tone to it. "Just... keep kissing me, you idiot."

He happily obliged, his other hand wrapping around your waist, while the other rested on your neck. His fingers grazed against the sleeve of your tank top and even managed to push it down just a little. He absolutely loves feeling you in his grip. It just reminded him that all of this is real.

The most perfect girl in his mind had fallen for him and is happily kissing him, staying by his side.