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Warning: Kissing. Though, I'm pretty sure all of you will be thanking me that I finally made a kiss scene. But if you don't like kissing, the. Don't read past where Yoongi goes up to the roof and finds the reader
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  "Long time no see," Taehyung waved at the figure in the mirror. Right before my eyes, Yeahon transformed into a girl with younger skin. A girl with rich blonde hair that has vibrant colors at the tips. There was a feeling in me as my eyes cleared. It role into my chest and through like bile and stayed and watched.

         "Sorry, girl group stuff!" The female said with a fake giggle. Obviously it was faked.

      Crossing my arms, I saw Yoongi and her kissing in the back of my head and the feeling grew stronger. Seokjin watched my eyes and he gave a knowing look, so did Jimin from where where made eye contact in the mirror.

       It got to the point that I felt like crying when Yoongi hugged her and she pay his back. I snuck out of the practice room and headed straight to the restrooms.

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      "Still grieving?" Nijila asked, smiling at Yoongi.

      "Nope," he responded with the same smile, one that wasn't quite showing his gums yet. "She's-"

       "Hyung!" Jungkook rushed over, pale and freaking out. "I can't find (Y/n)-noona!" The poor boy was sweaty and close to crying, eyes glassy in his panicked state.

       Yoongi put his hands on the younger's shoulders and looked around him, confirming that you were not in the room. Seokjin was freaking out, wrapped up in Namjoon's embrace.

       If Yoongi could get any paler, he would've. The last thing he wanted to experience was losing you again.

        "I though she was dead?" The blonde singer looking at Yoongi with bitterness in her eyes. "Were you just mocking me?"

       "I want to explain everything, but I need to find her," Yoongi put his hand on her shoulder for a split second before running off.

       He let out a thankful breath of air when he found you on the roof, staring out over the city with your hair waving.

       "Baby," he walked up next to you and put his hand on yours, startling you for a moment, making you look at him before focusing back on the city.

       "You shouldn't run off like that. You worried me," Yoongi said in a quieter voice, looking over at you.

        "Oh," you simply said, meeting his eyes again.

        "Should we go-"

        "Why did you kiss her," you interrupted, feeling the sick feeling again. 

        "That was a long time again," Yoongi replied shamefully. "Before I dated you, I dated her."

       "Do you still have feelings for her?" You asked softly, sniffling. Without any of your memories, the fact that Yoongi liked someone that was as gorgeous as her set you off.

      "Oh baby," he smiled and cupped your face. "Never as long as I have you in my mind." And when you still looked unsure, and softly put his lips on yours. Opening his mouth a small bit, he coaxed you to so the same and locked your lips together in a more passionate kiss.

      "I love you," he whispered, and licked into your mouth.

       I broke up with her for you, ran across your mind and your gave him access.

        The was flashing around us as my hands were fisted in a white leather jacket. The feeling of his lips moving with my own sent electricity throughout my body. It wasn't as passionate. Though his tongue was stored in his own mouth, I still felt it licking inside. There was screaming, but it wasn't important. When he moved away, people yelled at him and he met his eyes when he answered, not joking this time.

       " I've been wanting to kiss her for a while now."

     Sighing softly, I felt a hand press on my back. The pounding wasn't painful. It felt reassuring that I knew something. That Yoongi loved me for longer than I imagined when he found me in the cafe.

      Her name came to my name; Nijila, and her face appeared along with a girl named Zoe, Yeahon, and Ju-Iun. Feeling flooded through me. The thought that he chose me instead of any other girl came across my mind, making the breath stutter as he pressed against my lips more forcefully. I opened my eyes when a tear ran down my cheek, and saw him fighting the urge to cry too.

      Closing my eyes again, I brought my hands up and rubbed his cheekbones with my thumbs.

      Though, something stirred in my stomach when I thought of Yeahon again.

      I swore I saw her in the mirror, but it was only Nijila.

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