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Yoongi

My eyes were closed to the dim lights of the room, concentrating on the sound that is Min Yoongi doing what he was born to do.

I could feel his passion as he worked through the morning, no one can compare to this man and his dedication to his talent.

It was one of the reasons why I loved him.

I flipped over to lay on my stomach. The bed moved slightly under me as I adjusted my position, my face on a pillow with my hands underneath, my feet in the air kicking slowly to a catchy beat like a school girl in love.

You could definitely say I was in love.

I opened my eyes slowly and saw Yoongi sitting at a desk with his lap top in front of him, playing a beat back that he had made and finished up a few days ago.

My eyes focused on his exposed shoulders, I could make out the little bruises on him that I had left last night.

His naked back peeked out from the back of the chair he was sitting on, raised red lines lightly covered the pale skin from my over excitement of his pleasure.

I felt a little guilty in marking him the way I did, but I had to keep reminding myself that he had done so much worse to me.

"How does it sound?" He asked, turning to look at me, which exposed his chest, which also had light red bruises that trailed down to the edge of his shorts.

"Beautiful. You really know what you're doing." I complimented the rapper. Yoongi rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"Of course. I'm a genious." He was smug but I knew he really appreciated the compliment.

I sat up on the bed and jumped off while adjusting the tshirt I was wearing, it being the only thing I had on.

I walked up to him and hugged his head to my breasts, running my fingers through his messy hair and loving his content hum.

"I know." I kissed the top of his head. "I think everyone knows you're the best."

Yoongi wrapped an arm around my waist and chuckled, nuzzling my breasts.

"You constantly stroke my ego."

"That's because you're too humble and need to realize that you really are great." I pinched one of his cheeks and he glared up at me playfully.

"Go away. And give me back my shirt before you leave." He sounded upset but I could feel his arm tightening around me like he meant the opposite.

"Min Yoongi, you'll never get me to go away." I said softly as I bent down and kissed his lips softly. "I love you too much."

Yoongi smiled up at me cutely before pulling me down onto his lap.

"You're awfully cute today!" I giggled as he laid a few kisses on my face. Yoongi kissed my lips last before he stared deeply into my eyes.

"Did you wanna go out to eat today?"

"You have to ask?" I asked incredulously.

Yoongi shook his head and smirked.

"I'll pay for you only if you do aeygo and say the magic words."

My brows furrowed as I made a face.

"I can't do aegyo. You know this."

"Do it." He basically demanded.

I slid off of his lap and kneeled on the floor in front of him. I put my hands up like kitty paws near my face and began to move side to side.

"Min suga genious jjang jjang man boong boong..." I could feel my face start to burn up as he stared at me with an amused expression. "Feed your little kitty. Meow."

Obviously, you can tell that I frequently say this to get him to pay for my meals. And I'm not embarrassed because of the words I have to say, but the way he looks at me when I say it...It's breathtaking and hot.

"You got yourself a free meal." Yoongi stood up and I followed, my eyes trailing up his lean body as I did so.

"Let's get Bulgolgi." I said as we both walked to the bathroom.

"What makes you think we'll do what you say?" Yoongi questioned in his deep voice as we both entered the bathroom, wanting to get a shower in before heading out.