Meet Me At Genius Lab (Yoongi X Reader)

Chapter 16: Sleeping Where Genius Works

Chapter 16: Sleeping Where Genius Works

A low murmuring. Blue light. I woke up slowly, my eyes revealing new details every time I blinked. A silhouette. A silhouette of a man.

The silhouette of Min Yoongi?

I tried to sit up abruptly, but lost balance and lurched forward and off the sofa bed. Suga turned around from his desk, on his computer the face of Bang Si Hyuk. "Looks like she's awake now, I'll talk to you later." I watched from the floor as he shut his computer off and twizzled round in his chair to face me. "Comfy?" He asked, a grin caressing his lips.

I couldn't respond, what could I say? He tutted and stood, sliding his arms under me and lifting me from the ground like we had just got married. With the upmost care, he laid me back on the sofa that pulled out to be a bed and plopped down sitting next to me.

"M-Mr Min?" I stuttered, "What happened?" An audible sigh sounded from him. "S-sorry," I said for no particular reason but at the same time for everything I had done.

He turned to me, laying down in the process. Propped up on his arms over me, he looked serious and I felt my heart throbbing painfully in my chest as he leaned close to me, his soft, red hair tickling my forehead and his minty breath hitting my cheeks as he spoke:

"It's Yoongi. At least until I say otherwise."

I tried to sit up confused, but he placed his hands on my shoulders to stop me as he fully lay down beside me. I groaned at him and he hushed me, "sleep." His voice vibrated through the air and into me, sending shivers through me; a pair of arms gently pulled me closer to his chest, he must've thought I was cold. The warmth of his chest and steady breathing were making me so drowsy, my eyes falling closed.

Uh. Why was I being shaken again? I pulled my eyes open to Yoongi ruffling his bed hair, "Jin and Namjoon are here to give us a lift back to the BTS house so you can eat, shower and sleep a bit more." There didn't seem to be any question about it. I glanced at my phone, 7am. I had no missed calls or frantic texts from Izzy. I had fucked up badly.

I shut my eyes to stop the pain from spilling down my cheeks and swung my legs over the edge of the make-shift bed. I went to put weight on them to stand but I couldn't, my instincts refusing. Yoongi crouched in front of me and wrapped his arms around my lower back, linking his hands behind me. He stood carefully and began walking, carrying me in a piggyback and making me lock his studio as he had no free hands. We made our way out of the entrance and to the car park where a large car was. Jin hopped out of the driver's seat to open a door for Yoongi who lightly let go of me, allowing me to slip into the seat.

He slid in next to me and shut the door, talking quietly to Namjoon and Jin about something I didn't understand. I began to slip into the embrace of sleep again when my head dropped and slammed against the cold window. "Ow," I grumbled rubbing my head; a slight laugh escaped the red head's lips. "You idiot." he stated, pulling me into his shoulder, "only a few minutes to go now."

Jin parked the car and opened the door next to me, putting his arm around me to help me stand. We walked up to the door which Namjoon was unlocking. Jin holding me was slightly uncomfortable as he was a full head and shoulders taller than me. And Yoongi was warmer.

We went into the kitchen and Jin lifted me onto the counter, my legs dangling; "Yoongi," Jin spoke already busying around the kitchen, "go sort yourself out, me and Joon will look after Y/N."

Yoongi looked towards me and smiled lightly, "Back soon Y/N." I nod but feel apprehensive as I watch his slender figure walk away. A hand patted my head, "Don't worry little one," Namjoon spoke gently, "Jin-hyung is going to make you some food, you're hungry right?" I looked up at him and nodded again; Jin came up behind Namjoon and stroked my hair like I was a little child, "Jin-oppa," I whispered.

"Yes Y/N?" he replied,

"I messed up." I tilted my head down as conscious tears slid down my cheeks. "No Y/N," Jin started, choked up. Namjoon who was sandwiched between us, turned from me to pull Jin into an embrace sliding his hands up and down his back, murmuring in his ear. Jin went back to cooking and Namjoon lightly grabbed my face, pulling it up to look at him.

"Y/N, you did what you thought was right, you worked so hard and kept up with seeing us every day, the only way you messed up is that you didn't ask for help okay?" I breathed out, leaning forward and into his embrace, him between my legs.

"Food is ready!" Jin was smiling again now, "sorry for making you sad Jin-oppa" I mumbled as he handed me the dish, I set it down on the counter next to me, putting my arms around his masculine neck to tightly hug him. "It's okay Y/N, it's all okay if you're okay," he spoke softly, returning the hug.

We released each other and I saw Namjoon standing behind Jin, his hand wrapped around Jin's waist. "Eat before it goes cold!" Jin smiled. "Slowly! And don't eat too much!" Namjoon cried, "you need to let your stomach adjust to food again you haven't eaten in so long." Namjoon took the dish from me after another few minutes despite my protest. "Joon," I moaned "but Jin's food is so good!"

"I know!" He replied, finishing my food. I hmphed and folded my arms over my chest, pouting slightly as Yoongi appeared around the corner, in a white t-shirt and black jeans, a towel around his neck and his hair damp. My eyes were drawn to a drip as it wove its way down his neck, under his jawline, leaving a little trail past his Adam's apple that bobbed as he spoke.

"Y/N, let me take you to get washed up" I nodded and Jin took my hand as I plopped off the counter and I toddled across the floor to the rapper. He led the way up the stairs and showed me to the still steamy bathroom, before dashing off to get some clothes for me. He was back moments later with a pile of folded black items in his arms. "I got you some of mine despite me not being the smallest"

"Thank you Yoongi," I said, taking them from him lightly. "Call if you need anything." He said before leaving and shutting the door behind him. There were fluffy towels laid out and the steam filled room smelled of Yoongi's shampoo.

I started standing in the shower but felt too weak to stand so sat in the bath, water hitting my head. I used whatever shampoo and shower gel I first touched. It smelled like the air but more intense... Yoongi's...

I finished up and got dressed in his joggers and long-sleeved black top before making my way back downstairs to see J-hope, Tae and Kook in the lounge playing a game, Jin washing up the breakfast bowls in the kitchen. "Where's Yoongi, Jimin and Namjoon?" I asked, just standing there. "Yoongi and Namjoon-hyung have gone out to meet Bang Pd-nim, Jimin is at Izzy's." Tae answered, grabbing my arm and pulling me onto the sofa between him and Hoseok, nearly crashing into Kook who was on the floor.

"I'm bored," he pouted, "Kookie and Hobie-hyung have been playing for agesss"

I yawned, "oh dear Tae," he giggled, showing me his adorable smile.

"You're so cute Y/N" he grinned, pulling my head onto his chest, running his fingers through my still-wet hair. I curled into his side, his other arm on my back stroking up and down gently.