moan; m.yg ✔

▶seventeen

y/n's pov

“y/n! let's go there!”. yoongi pulled me towards a shooting game where you need to shoot those cups with a fake gun and if you did as what it says you'll get a stuff.

“what should i do to get that kumamon?”. is that f-for me? the stall manager told us the rules and yoongi listens attentively, he need to atleast shoot one pyramid.

he misses the first one and when he was left with two shots, that's when the game started to get serious. “fuck yoongi, just bang the shit out of her”. the manager looks at me while yoongi almost burst into laugh, it's not like that.. i swear.

“fuck, i only got one”. yoongi stare at the last bullet the he has, i sighed towards him and took the gun out of his hands. “it's so tiring to watch you when you can't even use this thing properly”. i shoot the cups without even looking at them, yoongi gave me a stare with the manager taking the kumamon as he gave it to yoongi.

“y/n.. that was jjang!”. i gave him a that's not a big thing look as i laid my hands to get my kumamon but yoongi just walk out of the booth with a smile on his face.

w-wait, does it mean he's the one who'll get the prize?!

“since you gave me this kumamon, i should get you something..”. man i can't help not to roll my eyes to his words, i thought he'll never say that.

“take this kumamon bear just a second, i'll show you what a real game is”. yoongi walk towards a ball game, the stall manager of that game explains the rules to us as well but yoongi just smirks without even minding his words.

“what are the prizes?”. he asked the manager while dribbling the ball, giving me a proud gaze. “you'll get a stuff toy for every shoot that you made”. yoongi positioned his hands and he flawlessly shoots the ball as well as the second and third try leaving me dumb founded.

“h-how?”.

“i have my ways y/n”. he winks at me while he took the three big stuff toys that he got. “here take this, this is min, this is yoon, and this is gi.. if you're bored and you're too lazy to talk to me, talk with them instead..”.

“just like me, they're always here for you”.

badum badum badum

i clutch into my chest when my heart started beating fast.. why are you talking so smoothly min? stop.. please