BUTTERFLY DREAMS | myg

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"I see you got my flowers." his eyes moved to my hand. my already running heartbeat instantly tripled at the sound of his even deeper, raspier voice.

yoongi's lips pulled up over his teeth in his signature gummy smile when i just gaped, unable to form a coherent sentence.

he was dressed in black jeans and a black jacket over a black tee shirt. a bucket hat covered most of what i could see was now blond hair. a face mask was tucked underneath his chin.

he looked almost the same as he did the last time i saw him. his sense of style, though much better, hadn't changed much.

he stared at me for the longest minute, hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans, looking casual yet the most attractive i'd ever seen him.

i still couldn't speak, not quite able to grasp the fact that yoongi was actually standing a few feet away from me.

"aren't you going to say anything?" he asked, stepping closer and filling my nostrils with the familiar scent of citrus and mint.

"w-what are you doing here?" i stammered out. "not what i was expecting but i'll take any opportunity to hear your voice again." he moved even closer. "i came to see you."

tears stung the back of my eyes as i took in his beautiful face so close to me. he was actually here and real. very real.

"you looked like an angel in there. i couldn't believe how much better you've become. astaire really knew what they were doing when-"

"i love you." i cut him short, letting the words that had sat on the tip of my tongue for five years spill out.

the way he froze was evident as he stared back at me with wide eyes. he looked very much like i imagined i did when i first saw him standing there. i decided to keep going since i had let it out.

"i knew it when you kissed me. i loved you when i left. i've loved you the past five years. and all this time i just wished i had told you how i felt.

"it didn't matter whether or not you felt the same way. i just wanted you to know the way my heart stopped every time i saw you and started every time you smiled at me.

"and how every single thing about you drove me crazy. you just made me feel warm all over. i've never felt that way about anyone else not before you, not after.

"it's almost as if you sealed yourself in my heart. i can't seem to forget about you even after all this time. i thought these feelings would've disappeared but they didn't.

"so i'm telling you now what i couldn't say all those years ago. min yoongi, i am madly in love with you."

i took in a deep breath from talking so much, eyes searching his still wide ones.

"dahee," he suspired and i panicked, thinking i might have scared him out of his mind.

"you don't have to say anything!" i quickly let out. "it's okay if you don't feel the same. i just needed to get the weight off my chest."

"geez, let me talk." he chuckled. "it's nice to know this isn't one sided. i've all but turned myself into a complete stalker these last couple of years." his hand came up to rub the back of his neck.

i listened, heart beating painfully against my chest.

"i searched up astaire online and found you and minyoung all over the site. since then it's been like coke for an addict. i was pissed because there wasn't any contact information for either of you.

"when my tour started, i was so pumped for new york but it turned out it was at the last leg. and it was almost as if none of the other cities mattered just waiting for a chance to see you.

"i couldn't get a ticket online but luckily i found minyoung on instagram last week and she was able to get me a ticket for tonight."

i suddenly understood why she had that smirk on her face all day. she knew yoongi would be there. i shook my head slightly at the thought of my sly best friend.

"but i couldn't wait and i snuck in last night but i was almost caught and my manager called me in for some impromptu meeting. but i went off the radar for tonight because i just had to see you no matter what."

his colds hands wrapped around my free one. "dahee, i love you. i think i might have since i first saw you dance. and there were many times when we were together that i wanted to tell you.

"when i kissed you that time, i wanted to tell you but the words just stuck in my throat. i don't know why but i was afraid to voice my feelings so i stuck them in my music. now, i'm not."

he let go of my hand, both of his moving to my face, cupping my cheeks. my ears were ringing as i listened to him, scared that this was all some fantastical dream and i would wake up to realise my own mind had played a cruel joke on me.

"i love you too, nam dahee." he whispered softly, gaze so intense my knees seemed to disappear under me. his breath fanned my cheeks, warming my skin.

my lips parted as i tried to find words to say. his thumbs brushed against my skin, lips curving in a smile. "and this is not a dream."

i scoffed even as a smile made its way to my face. he leaned in, closing the space between us with his soft lips. yes, this was very real.

i melted into him, grabbing on to his arm with my free hand. i took in everything. his sweet and minty scent. the feel of his cold hands against my skin. his warm breath on my face. the taste of coffee on his lips.

a breath of laughter left my mouth. he pulled away, brows raised. "what?" he sounded confused, dark eyes regarding me curiously. "you had coffee tonight." i stated.

"and?" he didn't bother denying it. i chuckled as i felt his arms go around me. "you really haven't changed." i sighed softly. "is that a bad thing?" he blinked cutely and i shook my head.

the large gummy smile that took over his face made my insides turn to mush. "do you want to get strawberry ice cream and catch up?" his hand slipped down, fingers lacing through mine, a cheeky look on his face.

"do you even have to ask?"

fin

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it's the end! it's not that great and a bit cheesy but oh well. thank you for reading and i hope you liked it!! ❤❤ - t