You're weird, I like it 2 | 민윤기

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"Of course darling! Why wouldn't he? I mean, you guys are dating after all."

These words keep repeating themselves over and over again.

Dating?

Hello! I'm an introvert who only has like literally one friend! I don't like to socialize with people. . .let alone dating!

I've never dated anyone before. Never even had the courage to do a presentation looking at people straight in the eye or talking without tripping over my own words when engaged in a conversation with someone other than Joshua, Kookie and Suga.

I look back at Yoongi, he looked a little panicky and his hands all sweaty.

"Yoongibear? What's wrong? Are you not feeling ok?" Asks his mom. Ok now I'm getting a little worried.

I schootched a little closer and gazed at him for a while.

"Yoongi?"

He looks at me and grabbing my wrist, then looked at his mom.

"Mom, I'm not feeling well. . .can I maybe go back to my room?" He pleads, face getting paler by the second.

"Sure, honey. Maybe Y/N can take care of you? If she doesn't mind."

"I'm sure she doesn't, right Y/N?"

"O-of course not." I stutter as the hold on my wrist gets tighter.

Yoongi is really not feeling well. . .

I help Suga get up the stairs and to his room, closing the door behind me.

"Yah. . .are you ok?" I ask worriedly, placing my hand on his forehead. It was at a normal temperature. . .

Yoongi holds my wrist and plops on the bed, me falling on top of him.

"Y-yoongi, w-what are you doing?" I stutter nervously, glancing at him.

He simply smiled and wrapped his arms around my body. "I'm just hugging my girlfriend."

"G-girlfriend? Yah! Y-Yoongi!" I whisper-shout, composing myself. "Why did you tell her I was your girlfriend? We're not in a relationship. And we're never going to be in one." I say, glancing away. Avoiding his gaze.

I felt scared for a moment as he placed his fingers on my chin, making me look at him. "That's unless you don't want us to be in one."

"What are you trying to say, exactly?" I look slowly gaze at his eyes.

"That maybe being in a relationship would work out. . .me and you. . .us." He says, looking back at me.

"Yoongi. . .you don't actually mean that right?" I ask sitting up, a wave of mixed emotions hitting me.

He can't actually. . .

"Why? Is it wrong liking you?" He retorts, getting up as well.

"No. . .it's just. . .why?" I question. "You don't even know me that well. . .besides, you're an idol. You're agency won't let you date a mere fan. It'll ruin your reputation."

"Who gives a fuck? I honestly don't care if they don't let me date you, rules are meant to be broken. I want to date you Y/N." He simply retorts.

I sigh deeply and smile a painful smile. "There are so many choices. . .so many girls who are definitely more beautiful and smart. Why me?"

He innocently smiles and caresses my cheek. "Because. . .you're you. You're weird, I like it. . ."

He slowly leans in and finally, our lips touch. And this time, I kissed back.

We break our kiss, each one of us looking at each other's eyes.

"Thank you, Min Yoongi."

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