First Love~~SUGAxREADER

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I had dreams of Yoongi. I didn't know how much longer I could take this, dreaming of Yoongi I mean, so I woke up at around 3 in the morning. I looked over at Kookie, who was fast asleep, his hair messy. I felt a pang of guilt. 'I'm not using him....I like him...right?' I thought to myself. I moved swiftly and gently out of bed. I made my way to the kitchen where I found an open Aspirin bottle and an empty bottle of Soju on the counter.

"Damn, these guys really like to drink, don't they?" I said to myself. I grabbed a plastic cup, filled it with ice and water and took one of the remaining two Aspirins in the container. I leaned against the wall and looked at the cool artwork on the walls. There was a painting of a boy holding a piece of paper, a tear running down his face. I smiled. It reminded me of Yoongi. I had not the slightest clue why, but it did. 

Across from the wall I was leaning against was a table. There was a piece of paper and a pen resting on one side, a flower on the other. I shook my head. These guys are weird. I finished my water, threw away the cup and headed back to Jungkook's room, where I folded my clothes from yesterday and crawled back into bed. 

At around 10 in the morning, I woke up and looked over at Jungkook, who was also just beginning to wake up. " (Y/N).." he sang. "Good morning, Noona." He smiled.  I reached over to touch his face. 

"Morning, Kookie." I said. I sat up and looked around his room. He had a desk and a shelf cluttered with Figurines and other stuff. He had a plant, assuming it was fake, on the desk along with a laptop. Jungkook got out of bed and went to his closet to find a shirt, since he wasn't wearing one. 

"Oh, right..." He said touching his head. "You don't have clothes....Um...here." he said, pulling a shirt off the hanger and throwing it at me. "Put this on. And I think I have an old pair of jeans that would fit you..." He said. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out a pair of very holey jeans and tossed them at me. "Here. Get dressed. We have somewhere to take you..." he said. 

'We?' I thought. I nodded, saying nothing and took off my own shirt putting the one kookie gave me. It was a gray short sleeve with a picture of a bunch of Super heroes on the front. I Put on his pants, which were just very holey boyfriend jeans. "Um..Jungkookie.." I asked him walking into the kitchen.

"Yes noona?" he said looking up. He was making some sort of rice, several banchan, and a soup of some kind. It smelled amazing. 

"How did these jeans get so ripped?" i asked him. 

He smiled and touched his head again. "Oh..heh...Skateboarding accident.." he said. He put whatever he was cooking into multiple containers and put them on the table. "Yo, Guys I made breakfast!" he said. One by one, the boys sluggishly walked over to the table, hair messy, yawning. I smiled as Yoongi came out of his room, swearing. 

"Can't you guys wake up at a fucking decent hour?" He hissed. He looked up and saw me standing there, and he straightened up. I smiled. "Oh....I forgot you stayed here..." he said. He put his hand on the back of his head and puffed his cheeks. "Nice pants." he says, looking down at my legs, barely covered by the pants as they were very holey. 

"Good morning to you, too." I told him, bowing. And we just stared at each other, neither wanting to look away, and If one of us did, we smiled even more. I finally sat down at the table, next to Jungkook and Namjoon. We talked about random things and laughed at Jin's stupid dad jokes, except for Yoongi, that is. 

"Okay, You guys need to finish eating and get in the car." Jungkook declared. He smiled. "We are going to a place, a fun place. To do fun things." He looked over at me and smiled. I smiled and looked down, picking up a single grain of rice with my chopsticks. 

Soon, we were all in the car, I was seated next to the evil man himself, Yoongi and to my left was Taehyung, who was sleeping. He was smiling and talking to himself in his sleep. Jin was driving and Jungkook sat passenger to give directions to what we all found out to be the beach. Jimin, Namjoon and Hoseok were in the third row behind us. I played this 'game' where I would look over at Yoongi, and when he looked up at me from his notepad, I pretended I was looking out the window. I tried to read what he was writing, but every time I got close, he would scoot over and shadow his note pad. I did, however, see the words "Never." And "I want." That was all I could make out.

"Guys, we're here!" Jungkook said. Tae Tae woke up with a sudden, loud noise that sounded like it could be a scream. I smiled. " (Y/N), Yoongi, You guys go to the patio area just through the woods." Jungkook instructed. He smiled. "We have something to sort out. It'll only take a minute." 

We got out of the car, and Yoongi stormed ahead. "Hey!" I yelled at him. "I'm short, I have short legs!" I ran to catch up, but he kept his stride. He wasn't even that tall, but damn, the man could move fast. "Yooooogni!" I yelled at him. 

He said nothing, but he did turn around and grab my wrist tightly and continued his walk into the woods. We walked in silence and after a while, He let go of me. "You're slow." he said. Every now and then, he would write something down in his notepad. We walked for a few more minutes before I finally spoke up. 

"I think we're lost. " I told him, looking around. 

He looked up from his notepad and scoffed. "Non-sense!" He grabbed my hand this time. "I know this trail by heart." His hands were much bigger than mine, and his long fingers wraped around my hand. He was holding my small fist like it was an apple. 

After a while, I could notice Yoongi was getting frustrated. He kept changing directions, and stopping. "Okay....Maybe we are lost." he said. "(Y/N), I'm sorry..." He said. 

"Why are you so....mean to me?" I asked him. "I mean, sure you smile at me, but when You talk to me, You seem so cold and vile." He looked at me. He looked down at his notepad and ripped out the page of notes. He tore it up into little pieces. I could tell he was trying not to cry, I could see it in his face, his stiff facial expression. He moved closer to me, backing me up. I felt something hard against my back. It was a tree. 

He put both his hands on my shoulders and I closed my eyes, prepared for him to hurt me. Instead, I felt his warm body press to mine, I could smell his citrus blackberry scent and I felt his lips press against mine, hard and sudden. He kissed me for a long time, and I felt his hot tears running down his face. I kissed him back, with a natural passion. 

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him harder. He stopped crying, instead he smiled against my lips. He ran his hands through my hair as I was doing the same. I felt his tongue break through the seal of our lips. He growled as I copied his technique. Finally, we broke away, both breathing heavily. "Why?" He asked me, his voice hoarse. 

"Why what?" I asked him. 

"Why'd you kiss me back?" He asked. "More importantly, why did you let me?" He smiled. I didn't smile back. I felt too guilty. 'I'm sorry Jungkook...' I thought to myself.  I turned away from him. "I'm sorry..." he said. "I just couldn't help it. All this time, I had feelings for you. It pissed me off when I saw you and Jungkook being all cute and flirty when he knows that I wanted you. I knew from the moment I met you that Sam wasn't one. I knew that I loved you from the moment I saw you. I got tired of living without you knowing how I felt..." He put his hand on my shoulder. I turned around and hugged him. 

"I like you, too." I told him. 

He smiled. "You have no clue how badly I wanted you to say that."