Meet Me At Genius Lab (Yoongi X Reader)

Chapter 25: Far Away But Always With Me

Chapter 25: Far away but always with me

It was 11am now and Yoongi stood before me, a hat and mask blocking his beautiful face from my vision. He took his hand off his suitcase was by his side to pull the mask down to his chin, "You could still come with me?"

I smiled at him, my heart throbbing with affection. "Nah, I've got some exploring to do here and I think she," I glanced behind me at Izzy who was on her phone, doubtlessly texting Jimin, "would probably burn down the apartments without me."

He pulled me into a quick but tight hug before letting go of me, "Don't get too drunk."

I rolled my eyes, "You're all back for New Years, I'll wait to get wasted with you guys around."

"Great." He replied sarcastically, earning a punch to his upper arm. "What?" He groaned, "I just prefer it when you're not throwing up profusely."

"Idiot." I muttered shaking my head, tears beginning to well in my eyes as I felt the departure time draw nearer. I placed my arms around his neck and buried my head in his chest, "I don't do goodbyes."

He gently removed me from him so he could look at me, "I am never further than a phone call away." I connected our lips sweetly, savouring the feel of his arms around me and the gentle kiss before pulling away as the announcement for his plane sounded.

"Have a wonderful Christmas Yoongi; enjoy your time with your family. I'll be waiting for you."

"Merry Christmas." he pressed a small object into my hand and his lips against mine briefly. "Back soon Y/N."

He put his mask back over his mouth and took up his suitcase in his hand, waving to me cutely before walking confidently into a crowd. I looked down to my hand to see that he had pressed a memory stick into my palm. I pocketed it carefully and linked arms with my best friend.

While waiting for the taxi I sat down and pulled out my laptop and plugged in the flashdrive. There were several files on it... One was the name of the song I wrote for the test and he made me sing all those months ago. I clicked on the first file "For You" and the brisk Christmas Eve air was filled with a beautiful low gentle song. Shivers ran through me at his passion filled voice and endearing but lustful lyrics. It was a work of art. As well as those songs there was a third of the track we had just composed in his studio hours earlier.

"Y/NNNN," Izzy poked me in the side. I laughed, "Yesssssss?"

"What are we going to have for lunch?"

I rolled my eyes at my best friend, loving how we still spoke in English to each other, nothing had really changed, just that my bias was my boyfriend.

"Never mind lunch!" I giggled, "What are we going to have for Christmas Dinner, there's no way we'll be able to get Yorkshire puddings!"