We had gotten out of the vehicle and walked around for a while, enjoying all the vibrant colours around us and the nature that you weren't able to find in the areas where we lived. Everything was fresh and exciting, and I seemed to gasp at what surrounded us, which brought on amused complaints from the one and only, Min Yoongi.
"You saw that tree in that corner, why are you still surprised to see it when it's over here?" I heard from him. I could especially hear the uncensored amusement in his soothing voice as I swivelled around to glower at him, hands on my hips.
"Excuse me," I tilted my head to glance solely at his flawless face, and the grin he attempted to hide, "I did not come here with you for you to ruin my mood," I huffed, crossing my arms in front of me.
Taking me by surprise, although it most definitely shouldn't have, knowing my boyfriend, he took a step forward and shoved his hands into his pockets, eyebrows raised.
"You've really gotten brave over the last few times we've been together, Jae Soo," a slow smirk formed on his face as he watched my face. After a few moments of analysing the suggestion in his voice, I caught on and quickly felt my cheeks grow warm. He caught this all happening before him and a full-blown grin took over from there at my realisation, all because of that one night. I leant backwards, groaning, and threw my hands up to cover my face, now attempting to hide away from his gaze.
Laughing lightly, he wrapped an arm around my shoulder and pulled me into him.
"You're so cute, baby," I felt his warm body shake with laughter as I cringed and practically shoved my face into his chest. We held that position for a few moments, rocking back and forth, before I pulled myself away, noticing the people around us, cooing at our public display of affection.
"Look at their matching outfits - they're so adorable," an elderly woman sitting a few metres away on a park bench fluttered her eyelashes, sighing in content. She turned to glare at the man beside her right after and muttered something under her breath. The elderly man picked up on what she was saying but didn't seem to take any offence, chuckling deeply. He wrapped his sweater around her shoulders instead and kissed her cheek, to which a very happy smile graced her face.
I wanted that with my boyfriend. I wanted to stay like this forever.
"Yah, Jagi, you can't just do that," I turned to find my boyfriend with his arms crossed.
A pout graced his handsome face, but he laced his slender fingers through my own and began to lead us back to where he had parked the car. He came around to the passenger side of the car and pulled on the handle, then motioning for me to take a seat.
My heart swooned at the affection he was giving me, as a grin stationed itself on my lips. How had I not seen this side of Yoongi earlier on? He didn't seem to take it out in front of others, but with the way he was operating right now, he really seemed comfortable and care-free. Besides the last few times we had been together, I really don't remember the last time I had seen him genuinely happy.
He settled himself in to the driver's seat before making a show of reversing out of the parking lot. With a hand resting on the sleek steering wheel, and his other hand resting on the back of my head-rest, he exited the car space and made for the exit of the park. It wasn't until we hit the high-way that he began to turn and watch me watch him.
About ten minutes into the drive, and very unsuccessful starts to light conversation, he broke the comfortable silence.
"Jagiya, do you want to see my place?" he asked casually, this time his eyes remained on the road stretched out in front. If I didn't know him, I wouldn't have noticed the way his fingers were drumming the steering wheel at a fast pace, and how he seemed to be avoiding my eyes at all costs.
I immediately swooned over how nervous he was acting and almost let out a little laugh.
"Of course, let's go now, babe," I grinned, clapping in excitement. He exhaled and smiled along side me, obviously happy that I hadn't turned him down. Although we were unconsciously learning how to work with each other, it still would take a lot to under this man and his pride. Had I turned him down, he would've either been giving me the silent treatment, or pressuring me until I gave him an answer he wanted.
It didn't take long from then on but after another twenty-minute long drive, we entered one of the much higher-end suburbs, a few suburbs over from my middle-class house.
After a few long-stretched streets, we turned into a driveway, vibrant green grass on either side of us, with trees that looked like they were from totally different countries. We reached the gates, to which Yoongi pulled out a remote control and they opened. A couple hundred metres further up, stood one of the most grand and beautiful houses I'd ever seen.
Gaping, I pointed at it and then at him, the question in my eyes. He rolled his eyes and made a face before leading me out of the car, leaving it parked in front of the house before leading me to the authentic, wooden columns they called doors, and producing a key which immediately led us to the inside.
"This is my place," he muttered, pulling me inside and pushing the door shut, throwing the latch down in place. I tried to take in the simplistic beauty of the inside, which more or less included royal colours, chandeliers and, who could forget, a grand staircase. Portraits of ancestors and foreign items were placed carefully around the place, seeming to feel the massive area up.
"I can't believe you stepped into my house," I croaked out, "with a house like this. This place is amazing," I finished in awe, trying to take in every detail.
"Speaking of your house, and what we did," I heard Yoongi behind me, feeling the heat of his breath of my neck.
It hadn't even been a minute and he was already trying to get me to cave into his desires.
It was working.
"You know what? It's my turn," I turned around. My heart was now racing. Had I ever done anything like this before? No. But I felt as if he had mentored me somewhat, and it looked simple enough.
Confusion clouded his eyes for a moment before realisation dawned. He visibly gulped down at me as I trailed a hand down his shirt and got dangerously close to his tented pants. Biting my lip, I glanced up at the way he was clenching his jaw tightly, and his lust-filled eyes were watching my every move. Just as I was about to use my hand to travel upwards again, he gripped it, and rapidly pushed it down again and it landed where I would've never dared to in the first place.
"Fuck," he breathed out.
~ END OF CHAPTER 12 KIDDOS ~
[A/N]
HAHAHAHAHAHHA! I'm so sorry, I'm the worst at smut - I'm the soft stan out of us two!
I just wanted to say a quick hi because I forgot to earlier on! This chapter was quick, but we do put a lot of effort into this! For those who are reading this, thank you so much for the support! It's forever appreciated, and helps us out immensely.
Every vote, comment, read and share means so much to us, especially the main author!
I'm proud of you, this book is doing so well my girl x
That's it from me! Stay tuned for the next chapter!
~ T
READ II VOTE II COMMENT II SHARE II
YOU ARE READING
Jealousy- MYG
Fanfiction"B-but Oppa, I-I didnt mean to make you mad." I stuttered "Don't worry Kitten, Oppa isn't mad, he's rather hungry tho!" He said as he smirked and hovered over me. A naive high school girl who falls in love with the rebel of the school, but can she...
