Flower Petals, Dead Leaves (Stalker Suga x Reader)

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~Yoongi's POV~

(heh, finally updating)

I woke up, a delicious smell was all around my room, to put it simply, the whole house. I groaned, getting off my bed and towards my closet. I changed into some random clothes, most of my clothes were monochrome.

I walked downstairs, following the smell to the living room. I was surprised to see all the members, including (Y/N). Hoseok, Jungkook and Seokjin were eating breakfast. Namjoon was on his phone, Taehyung was watching over his shoulder.

What made me want to leave was what Jimin and (Y/N) were doing. She was reading a book, smiling as Jimin was braiding, or at least playing with her (H/C) hair. I coughed, making (Y/N) and everybody raise their heads and look at me.

"Good morning Yoongi." (Y/N) said, before going back to her book. "Your girlfriend made breakfast for all of us, yours is in the kitchen. She's a really good cook, almost as good as me." Seokjin winked.

Everybody went back to their things as I nodded slowly. "(Y/N), can I talk to you?" I walked up to her and Jimin on the couch. Jimin and her exchanged glances, before she got up. "Sure, what is it?" She looked unimpressed.

"In private?" I glared at everybody around us. She scoffed, walking around the corner. I followed her, grabbing her wrist and walking to a closed room. "What the hell?" She said, trying to get my hand off hers.

Anger boiled in my chest, she was mine, not Jimin's not anybody's. I opened the door and pulled her inside. "What are you doing with him?" I questioned her, tapping the floor with my foot.

"I'm sorry sweetie, I don't know who you mean by him." She glared at me, folding her arms. "Jimin, he was freaking flirting with you." I growled.

"Well excuse me, I didn't know that a guy braiding somebody's hair counted as flirting. He asked me, I said yes. Do we have a problem? I'm not yours, you kidnapped me." She eyed me up and down, shifting her weight to her left leg.

I wanted to pull my hair out. Did she not see that this hurt me? I began to sweat, being careful not to make the wrong move. "This is dumb. Maybe if you respected me, I'd be nice and consider trying to get comfy as your girlfriend." She pushed past me, opening the door and slamming it on her way out.

I could practically hear a piece of my heart crack. I sighed, cooling down before seeing her with the guys again. I ran my hand through my hair, ruffling it before calming it down again. I sighed once more, before walking out of the room.

I went back to the living room, my eyes scanned the room for Jimin and (Y/N). Jimin was reading over her shoulder, his chin on her shoulder as his eyes went back and forth along the pages. Everybody else seemed to be doing what they were doing before I left.

I went to the kitchen, seeing the delicious looking food on the counter. I walked to it, it truly looked like heaven (pancakes). I opened a drawer, grabbing a fork and spoon.

I cut a small piece off one of the 3 stacked pancakes. I put it in my mouth, a rich sweetness filled my mouth, each taste bud exploding from the different essence. It tasted very similar to how my mom makes her food.

I finished it quickly, making sure to eat everything. Jimin walked in the room, with a empty plate, his breakfast. "Hey Yoongi." Jimin smiled, walking to the sink and washing his plate off.

"(Y/N)'s so sweet and pretty, you're really lucky to have her. So, don't screw it up." Jimin said to me. "Yeah, so stop flirting with her." I muttered back.

"Hmm?" He hummed in response, looking at me. "Nothing." I sighed, taking my plate and washing it off in the sink.