If Not You, Then Who?

Click My Heart

"We're back!" they said in unison as they came through the door.

I couldn't react. I just sat there; sitting in my own realization. My own shock. My own confusion. My own... Everything.

How could I pick? I didn't want to. Was it plausible to pick one and not the other? Yikes. I was stuck in my own world that I didn't notice the string of dozen balloons in my face.

But they noticed me clearly.

"Are you okay, Arielle?" Jin asked. Sorrow filling his voice.

Fortunately, I snapped out of it. "Hmm? Oh. Yeah I'm alright. Just thinking." I paused. "These are for me?" I asked pointing to the balloons.

Taehyung plopped down next to me. "Yeah! Happy birthday!" he hugged me tight.

I was able to smile and be in the room with them now instead of off into space with my thoughts. They bought me cake and a gift. Singular, yes.
Nervously I opened it. But before I could I saw the mint green color in the corner of my eyes. I knew who it was but looking at him would set me back again.
He was here. For me.

Inside the gift was a shirt with a picture of the boys printed on it.
My smile grew as I took notice to the details of it. The shirt was dark grey and long sleeved. The picture I presumed was recent given their hair was the same color now. All of their smiles warmed my heart. Seeing Taehyung wrap his arms around Jimin made me happy. Seeing Hoseok squeeze Jin's face between his hands made me feel joyous. Seeing Namjoon desperately squeeze in the picture was hilarious.

But then I looked at Jungkook. His smile held happiness but his eyes were tense. Min Yoongi had a slight smile but the look in his eyes shows disinterest.

I was confused. We're the upset because of me? Or were they upset at me?

My smile was forced as I went off to put it on. Even when I came back out, showing it off to them.
They all hugged me again (mostly Taehyung because he's a major hugger), and wished me a happy birthday again.

But as we ate cake, I noticed, as usual, that Yoongi wasn't here. So I grabbed an extra slice on a paper plate and went to his room.
Hesitantly, I knocked on his door. My heart was starting to race a little as I anticipated his arrival.
I was already starting to regret this but at the same time I knew a one on one talk would be best right now.

"Come in." I heard him say on the other side of the door.

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion but I opened it anyways. I was met with Yoongi laying on his bed; one ear bud in and his eyes were shut.

"Did you want some cake? I have some here for you." I spoke softly.

His eyes slowly opened. "Sure." was all he said.

So I took this chance to fully come in and sit on his bed with him. I was able to relax knowing he didn't have his hardcore facade up.
The air in the room got slightly tense as he ate his cake slice. I awkwardly sat there looking around his room. Never thought I would actually be in here. But here I am.

"I'm sorry." he said.

"Hm? For what?"

He shrugged. "For being mean. I honestly didn't mean to hurt you or make you feel badly about me. Truly, I like you. I just can't express it correctly. And I know Jungkook likes you too and I'm meaning to apologize to him too. I know I shouldn't get so worked up but I'm so jealous that he got to almost kiss you and I didn't and-" I interrupted him.

"Woah wait a minute... How are you fluent in English now?" I said in shock.

Yoongi sounded so professional when he spoke. It's absolutely mind-blowing how he knows this much English.
Has he been learning behind my back?

"I've been learning ever since you got here. You imprinted me. So it motivated me to know as much as I could and as quick as I could." he smiled a little.

Admittedly, his smile warmed my heart. I've never seen it before. And I was absolutely smitten.

I raised my eyebrows. "Wow that's amazing. You're so good already. I'm proud of you." I paused. "You should help me teach the others." I chuckled.

His smile widened and my heart melted. How can one man make me swoon this much?!

My thoughts were interrupted by Yoongi wiping cake frosting on my nose. He laughed while I scowled at him. But then he pulled a Jungkook...

Yes he grabbed my face gently, leaned in, and licked the frosting off my nose and gave it a kiss after. Suddenly I felt awkward again.
Theses guys are very into other people's personal space. First hugging, then cuddling, then grabbing, then licking? Yeesh these boys are killing me.

"Sorry." he said noticing my expression on my face.

I smiled. "No it's okay."

He smiled too. But I think he took my message wrong. Because he leaned in again. And it wasn't aimed for my nose this time. I didn't know what to do. Should I stop him? Should I continue? Will Jungkook be mad now? Will he even know?

I decided that maybe this is the time to pick. Just have to kiss everyone first? No. Bad idea.
Then maybe I'll allow this one time and see how the rest of my time here goes.

He was inching closer until...

We finally locked lips. It was already incredibly good. His lips were so soft and supple and perfectly shaped. We moved in such a synchronizing rhythm. I couldn't believe I haven't ruined this yet.
But he did. Because suddenly I felt his hand snake it's way up my thigh and went up my shirt. I couldn't find the will to stop him. But I knew I had to.

Moments after, I finally had the courage to pull his hand out and put it on my face instead. He understood and kept it there. But we kissed for some time. It was all so nice and peaceful with just us.

But I should stop before we get too heated. So I broke the kiss.

"I'm so into you, Arielle." he breathed.

I smiled halfheartedly. "As I, you."

Happy fucking birthday to me.