Meet Me At Genius Lab (Yoongi X Reader)

Chapter 17: Jealous Jungkookie

Chapter 17: Jealous Jungkookie

I heard Hope groan and emerged from Tae's shoulder to see that he had lost the game; despite having won, Kookie didn't look too happy, his tongue grazing the inside of his cheek. He pouted and whined, "I wanna sit next to noona!"

I smiled and Hoseok moved up, allowing Kook to flop beside me. He passed his controller to Taetae who I moved off so he could continue the game with Hoseok. I yawned again, my head dropping slightly until it crashed into Kook's muscular chest. He giggled at me and flicked my forehead lightly, "You just had a nap on V-hyung you can't be that tired!"

"Don't get so jealous Jungkookie," I mumbled, causing a red flush to spread up his neck, tinting his cheeks, "Tae will play with your hair if you ask". He tickled me at that, causing me to lurch into V who grunted at me "Y/N! I'm trying to winnnnn"

"Sorry Tae," I replied, still tousling with the muscly bunny, "Blame Kookie!"

"Jungkook," I heard Jin's voice distant from the kitchen, "don't exhaust poor Y/N anymore okay?"

"Yes hyung," Kook replied, pulling me onto his lap so my back was pressed comfortably against his chest, wrapping his arms around me and interlocking his fingers in front of my waist. I leant my head back into the nape of his neck, the scent of his aftershave softly lingering; Yoongi's was nicer...

I sighed and closed my eyes listening to Jungkook's heartbeat.

I awoke snuggled into the corner of the sofa, to a loud celebration as Taehyung won against Jungkook who was pouting like a kid with V prodding his cheeks. Kookie tried to get up and leave but Tae chased after him, flinging himself against him in an intense back-hug.

Hobie shh-ed them, turning his attention back to the video of new choreography as Jin entered.

"Lunch is ready" he smiled, handing me my dish as the others dashed into the dining room to eat. I began to eat slowly, not really caring too much about what happened to me, for some reason I felt inexplicably empty.

"Oppa?" I asked suddenly, interrupting Jin mid-sentence, "when will Yoongi be back?"

A smile, flitted across his lips before he took the empty dish from me ushering me to lay down, "Soon Y/N, soon." I sighed, as he stroked my hair gently, my head resting in his lap, "Go to sleep, I'm sure Yoongi will be back by the time you wake up." My eyes drifted shut as Jin continued to talk about Namjoon's clumsiness earlier that morning and how he had broken another plate.