[✔] Magic // MYG

31. Say 'Ah'

"Be mine." He cockily smiled at me.

"No." I said with red cheeks. This kiss just now was intense...

"No?" He tilted his head, dumbfounded.

"No." I turned my head away.

"And why is that?"

"Because you're an asshole."

"But I'm your asshole now." He smirked down at me and I couldn't help but blush.

I hit his chest lightly and buried my face into it. "You're an idiot."

"Not just any idiot, your idiot." He stroked my hair.

"I hate you."

"I love you." He placed a kiss on my head.

I punched him lightly on his chest and pushed away from him, my face completely red.

"Be mine?" He smiled sweetly at me and leaned down to me.

I glanced at him and looked away again. I gave him a small nod and he pulled me back in an embrace.

"Accept the offer of my parents and stay here?" He rocked us back and forth.

I just gave him a small nod again. He squeezed my lightly and let go of me. He grabbed my hand with the brightest smile I saw and dragged me back into the dining hall.

My already red face got even redder when I realized that they saw all of that. God, this is so embarrassing.

His parents smiled at me, knowingly.
"So how did your talk go?"
His father asked.

"She agreed on staying." Yoongi grinned, I just looked away and tried hiding my flushed face.

"Oh how wonderful." His mother exclaimed and smiled brightly.
"You can stay in Yoongi's room, he'll take the guest room."

"What, no. I can't possibly take his room and kick him out into the guest room." I turned my attention back to the table.

"Would you like to share the room with him then?" His father asked with a light smirk on his face.

"I-" my face that cooled down just not long ago was burning hot again, just from the way his father suggested it.

"Aigoo." The wife hit her husband's arm playfully. "Don't tease the poor girl." She chuckled lovely and turned back to us.
"Yoongi's room is big enough anyways. You can take the bed and he'll sleep on the couch."

"How does that sound to you?" His father asked me.
God, his parents just have the same mindset, always completing the others questions and all that shit, ya know.

I just gave them a small nod and looked away again. Why did I end up being a blushing mess?

Was it because Yoongi and I are officially together?
Was it because his parents liked me?
Was it because his parents, including him, like teasing me?
Or was it Yoongi's hand on my knee that was rubbing it comfortingly?

The dinner was served after some time and they were talking merrily together. It was heartwarming to see them talk like a loving family.
I sometimes answered questions or commented on some things.

As the dessert was served Yoongi's parents fed each other some chocolate covered strawberries. Yoongi took this opportunity to lean over to my ear.

"What did you say earlier to me?" He whispered. "Ah right." He leaned closer, his lips almost on my ear. "Leave the talking to me, my ass."

I hit his chest lightly. "Shut up." I said pouting and looked away.
He chuckled deeply and leaned back.

"Hyoju." He called my name and I turned to look at him. "Say Ah."
He was holding a strawberry in front of my face.