Serendipity - MY

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☽Pairing☾ ; Yoongi | Reader

☽Genre☾ ; Fluff

☽Word Count☾ ; 1.6k

☽Summary☾ ; Being Yoongi's first girlfriend, it also meant to accept his ways of showing affection. But sometimes, it feels like you are his best friend, rather than a lover.

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"Here, drink some water"

Handing the water bottle to your sweaty boyfriend Min Yoongi, he didn't hesitate to grab it. His Adam's apple bouncing as he indulges the cold drink. You loved it when he asked you to come with him for practice as moral support, after countless of times pleading for the idea.

You have been dating him for more than a month, and after the first time you two met accidentally in a dog salon in Daegu. It was even worse, when you couldn't recognise him but it didn't come as a surprise, with his iconic black mask and hat. Though, it was like love at first sight in the waiting room, looking at each other to examine the minor facial expressions that could be shown. Small talks, turning to casual dates and that's how you two ended up falling in love. Though, the romance didn't continue to blossom with presents, kisses and flowers as you had hoped it to be. Being his first girlfriend, you knew it would take a lot of time, for him to show affection. But sometimes, you wished he would do more to your relationship than tiny kisses and compliments. It was like, he didn't even love you, as much as you loved him.

"Thanks" He muttered, putting the bottle down to sit by your side. His dark hair sticking to his defined cheekbones and the circles underneath his eyes increase. The boys would usually tease you for just sitting so close, but it didn't stop you to snuggle into the crook of his neck. A place, you felt like home. Even though, your love was rejected once again by his busy schedule, already on his way on the white dance floor. Not even a kiss, a hug or a simple smile were sent your way, making it hard to continue watching. Hours after hours, you were feeling your body coming to a limit of energy. It wasn't helping, looking at the boys dancing till their bones broke before another break was made. Watching the glistering skin under the bright light, as he approached you once again. A familiar smile, that you knew so well after becoming closer. His distinct scent after hard work, you wished it was over, so you could shower him with compliments and snuggles. But he wasn't ready, like always. Tugging on his shirt, catching his attention before heading towards the centre. His dark brown eyes staring down at you, with a raised brow of confusion.

"W-When will you be finished..? I'm getting a little tired..." You spoke softly, receiving a heartfelt pat on your head. Sometimes, you thought that was his way of showing his love, but it felt too friendly. At times, it was like you weren't lovers, but best friends. "We still have a long time to go..." He muttered, releasing your grip on the shirt. His posture becoming insecure, but you gave him a warm smile telling him, you'll be waiting, like always. His silhouette disappearing in the crowd, letting a few glances slip away in between. A back up dancer came to join your place, knowing him as the 'leader' of the group.

"There is a room in the back with a mattress, that we don't use unless we need to do interviews. You can go in there, and catch up on some sleep... I bet they are going to use a couple more hours" He informed, pointed towards a white door in the corner, letting your tired eyes focus on it. With that, you couldn't find any reason not to go in there. Yoongi didn't seem to give much attention, then you might as well try to rest. Not even bothering to give him a heads up, you were already laying upon the fluffy mattress. It didn't take long, before dreams had taken over, of how your relationship should have been.

Even though how much we try, we can't always predict our dreams. Though, you didn't mind the small visions of a happy boyfriend in your presence, letting you indulge the way he looked at you. There was something he was trying to do, mimicking words that were inaudible and even trying to call out for him, sent you back to reality.

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