Just what the title says :)
UNEDITED
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*Lol please ignore my cringe on the first few stories, read the more recent ones, I promise my writing has improved*
It was Yoongis birthday and BigHit was generous enough to give him a day off work. I'd expect him to spend the whole day sleeping, relaxing, spending most of his time alone and away from everyone, but no. He wanted to do something for me.
"Aw, that's sweet of you." I say to my phone, "But isn't a birthday supposed to be all about you. I mean, you're the birthday boy!"
"Yes, I am the birthday boy. And as the birthday boy I get anything I wish." I heard Yoongi shuffle around, "And I want you."
Me? He wants me? As in like..-
"No not in that way."
"Oh." I somewhat laughed (it was as if he read my mind), "Well I would be more then happy to grant your request."
"Good. I'll be there at twelve." Were his last words before he ended the call.
I paused my movie and brung my now empty bowl (that once contained popcorn), back to the kitchen. Since I was going on a date (though it wasn't my first one), I had to look presentable. So I headed to my room to change into something with a little over forty five minutes to spare.
(Choose your outfit)
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I decided to go with a comfy, casual, yet chic outfit, considering I had no idea what kind of date Yoongi had in mind. Based off the past dates Yoongi and I had, I was sure we weren't going to go anywhere crowded.
After applying a little bit of lip gloss I pulled my hair up into a messy bun, grabbed my gift I had for Yoongi off the counter, and sat on the couch, waiting for him to show up at anytime.
~*~
Even though Yoongi and I hadn't seen each other in so long (because of work), I was still up to date with his hair (surprisingly). That man would have to change is hair colour for every debut and every so often, that not even I could keep up!
I checked my phone to see if he messaged me, letting me know he's outside, but there was nothing. So, I scrolled though our previous messages from last week.
He had been backstage getting ready to perform at Gocheok Skydome in Seoul when he texted me. He told me he couldn't wait to see me and the first thing he wanted to do when he had free time, was come visit me 😊
Yoongi may have seemed like a pragmatic, anti romance kind of guy on camera but in person when you get to know him better and become close, he'd become the most soft, kindest, thoughtful, affectionate person I've ever met.
His gummy smile and humble additide was what made him so special.
I was so grateful to have him in my life.
A knock came from my door and I knew it was him. I looked down at my phone, He hadn't messaged me before coming, this was new. I rose from the couch and opened the door to reveal a relaxed Yoongi.
"Hi, I'm ready. Just let me grab my purse." I slipped on my jacket and walked over to the coffee table to grab my purse.
"As a matter of fact, we're already here."
Already here? "Oh?"
"As in we're having the date here."He gave me a closed smile and removed his shoes at the door way.
"Well then, please birthday boy, make yourself at home!" I helped him with his coat and had him get comfortable on the couch before making my way to the kitchen. "Are you hungry? Can I give you something to drink?"
" No, I ate but maybe a glass of water please."
I poured a glass of cold water and returned to the living room.
"Here you are." I handed him the glass and took note of his outfit.
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He was wearing two different colored sweater and sweat pants. All so causal. His hair had its natural colour and his bangs covered his forehead, with an occasional piece touching his eye lid.
"Thank you." He placed the glass on the coffee table, "But you forgot something."
"I did?" I was sure he told me he wasn't hungry. I took his coat, gave him water. What was I missing?
"This." Yoongi leaned in, giving me a kiss, his cold, soft lips, in contact with mine send chills down my spine. I moved closer to him, deepening the kiss and he gently pulled me by the waist onto him.
No longer being able to hold my breath, I pulled back breathless. I looked into his eyes; they were a hickory, rich as the earths soil, the deep brown of winter tress at twilight, yet were engulfed with the warmth of hot chocolate on a cold winters day.
"I missed you." I whispered resting my head into his chest.
He wrapped his hands around me and whispered back, "I missed you too."
"I love you." I mumbled into his chest. He smelled that sweet scent of cologne with a hint of ink (The quirks of being a producer).
"And you know I love you too Y/N."
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