Boys and Rooms | 민 Yoongi (✔️)

twenty two

Monday

The annoying sound of my alarm wakes me up. It's 6 am on a Monday morning. I groan under my breath, rolling over the bed to stop the alarm from buzzing. Rolling back to my initial position, I bump into something, a person. Yoongi. The sudden realization feels like a ice-cold water poured over me and just like that wakes me up straightaway.

"Good morning." His husky morning voice greets me.

"I.. uh.. good morning," I stutter in confusion. As far as I remember, I fell asleep alone. The sides of his lips turn into a moon shape as he brings his left hand to my face, slowly caressing my cheek.

"You were already asleep as I arrived here." He says like he knew exactly what is on my mind. "I wanted to change you into something more comfortable," My mind freezes at his words, because I realize the lingerie is still on my body. "...but I really didn't want to wake you up so I didn't, sorry." The fear that concurred me a second before releases its grip, relaxing my body in relief.

"It's okay, sweats are comfortable anyway," I awkwardly giggle in response. "Thanks for coming." I put on a smile thanking him.

"I promised so, so whatever," he teases, his eyes staring into mine.

I remember that I woke up with the intention to get ready for classes so I get up and walk to my mirror to see the state my looks are in. I take a tie off my wrist and tie my hair into a bun, just to move it out my face. I go to my drawer and pick out some jeans and a sweater to wear.

"You aren't getting up or what?" I ask him throwing my outfit on the bed.

"Nah, the view is better from here," he replies and positions himself so that he's leaned on his elbow. But I'm still in my lingerie! Think Y/N! I can't form a reasonable sentence in my head so my mouth keeps shut as I blankly stare at him. "Ah, are you too shy to change in front of me?" He asks a couple of seconds later, his tone sweet but seductive.

"Eh?" I manage to puzzle out of my mouth. "Oh," I collect myself from confusion and panic. "No... it's okay." I manage to speak, a second too late from realizing the words. Great, Y/N, genius. Now do what you said, stay calm and be quick. I take a deep breath and step back to the mirror where I usually change into my daily outfit. It's a weird habit of mine, I always look at myself in the mirror while I'm changing.

I untie the string of my sweatpants, grab the waistband and then pull the pants down. I shoot a look at Yoongi's reflection only to see his eyes wide open at the view. Weirdly or not, his reaction amuses me, a smirk creeps on my lips from the impression I left on him. My confidence level rises to the maximum so I leave my original changing plan on the side and remove my T-shirt, leaving my pretty much naked self on display. And this is the moment when I screwed up once again. I need to turn around because I left my clothes on the bed.

I take a quick turn to the bed, grab my clothes and turn around again, my cheeks red and my head low. I put on the jeans and the sweater and then face him.

"Fuck, that's hot," Yoongi manages to say, his eyes glued on me. I feel my face color turn red while confidence in my mind comes out once again.

"So is you under the sheets, get up and get ready," I speak, my voice steady. He does what I ordered and drags himself up from the bed. He takes a step behind me and presses his lips on my skin next to my ear.

"As you wish Y/N. Have a good day today, mine was already made," he says and with that he's out of the room.

I finish getting ready in no time after that and I'm soon out of the apartment, heading to school. The first classes of the day pass by pretty quickly.