stuffie [ Yoonkook/Sugakookie ] ☆BANG BANGTAN AWARDS☆

Sixteen

"Thank you for dinner," Yoongi said quietly as he finished washing the dishes. That was a first.

"You're welcome. Are you going to work in the studio?" I asked, gripping onto my stuffie's arm.

"Yeah. Are you going to bed? You can join me in the studio if you'd like." Yoongi gave me a tiny smile.

"How long are you going to stay up?" I questioned. It already was around midnight, and I didn't think that staying up and working in the studio for another five hours would he very healthy.

"Hopefully just an hour or two. I'm already beginning to work on some things for the next album." I nodded and debated on whether or not I could bring myself to keep my eyes open for that long.

"I'm going to sleep now, but if you're not by my side in an hour and a half, I will unplug your equipment," I teased, earning a light chuckle from the petite male. He turned and then walked into the studio, and I uttered a 'goodnight' before I walked into the room we shared, changed clothes, and climbed into the bed.

"Kookie," came a soft yet deep voice. I stirred and rolled over, opening my eyes just enough to see who was disturbing me. When my eyes focused, the room was bright with light and a happy Min Yoongi smile was inches away from my face.

"Did you even sleep last night?" I questioned before I inhaled deeply through my nose and stretched out, nearly pushing the petite boy off of the bed while I sprawled my limbs out on the bed.

"Nope," he half cheered with a yawn and patted my cheek. Yoongi grabbed my stuffed cat and I whined in protest, quickly getting up and following him out of the room.

"What's this all about?" I complained in a sleepy, whiney, high-pitched voice. Yoongi held my stuffed cat hostage in his veiny hands and I followed him into the living room.

"Everyone is invited to dinner tonight. All seven of us. You are going to get along with Jimin, no matter what. I will make sure that he leaves you alone. Just promise me that you will not start anything."

I sighed heavily and agreed, reaching for my beloved stuffed animal with a pout on my lips. Yoongi held the cat just barely out of my reach.

"Ah- promise me." Yoongi pried as he raised his eyebrows. His lips were parted and his tongue hung over his bottom layer of teeth while he waited for a response.

"I promise!" I exclaimed and grabbed my stuffed cat, quickly pulling it into the safety of my own arms. I hugged the stuffed animal tightly to my chest and shot Yoongi a look.

"What? I'm not going to hurt your best friend," he teased with a blank expression on his face. With a quiet huff, I stood and carried my stuffed cat back into my room.

Later that night, Yoongi was complaining about how poorly I had tucked my shirt into the dress pants and proceeded to fix my dresswear appropriately. Besides the vast assortment of curses that strung from his lips, of course.

Finally, after nearly twenty minutes of struggling with my dresswear, we headed out to go to dinner. The restaurant was rather fancy, and everyone showed up within a half hour.

We were finally seated at a table and we all began small talk, interrupted by the waitress requesting out orders.

"Suga hyung, how is your work coming along?" Namjoon questioned as he took a sip from his drink.

"Well. J-hope, when is your mixtape going to drop, eh?" He teased, raising his eyebrows as he lifted his cup to drink from it. I could feel Jimin glaring at me from a couple of seats down.

"Soon, just you wait," Hoseok said and folded his hands in his lap.

"Taehyung, how is your family?" Jin questioned as the rapper line continued to talk about their work.

Jimin and I finally met gazes and we sat awkwardly as we stared at each other. He narrowed his eyes slightly and his lips parted as he finally decided to speak.

"So, Jungkook. Why do you always carry around that stupid thing? You're an adult now, let it go." Jimin had a slight smirk on his face as I shrank down with my stuffie in my lap.