Ambw Kpop Imagines

I Didn't Know

Idol: Suga
Genre: Jealousy
(The Poll Winner)
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I was trying to get up from the position I was in, but couldn't due to my boyfriend's arms around my waist. I honestly think trying to release his hands from my waist is an exercise. I heard him groan some curse words, I saw he had his eyes closed. He fluttered his eyes open, staring at me.

"Y/N, wtf. I'm trying to take a nap." Yoongi says.

"Get your lazy ass up, we've been taking a nap for hours. Let's go somewhere instead, we haven't been on a date in long time." I tell him.

"No, I'm having a date with my dreams." He closes his eyes, turning his back to me after he took his arms off of my waist.

I rolled my eyes, as I grabbed a pillow. I kept on hitting him with the pillow until he would get up and agree with me.

"Y/N," Yoongi growled as he grabbed ahold of the pillow before I could keep on hitting him.

"Yoongi,~" I whined. "Please, I want to spend a day with you. You know we haven't been outside the house together in like forever!"

He got up from and put on his slippers, walking out of the bedroom. I threw my head back in annoyance, following him to the kitchen. He was just sitting on the chair at the dining table, eating something. I locked my arms around his neck from behind him.

"Come on, please. Please, please, please!"

"Okay, gosh. We'll go to the ice cream shop near our house, and if you want to go somewhere just tell me. But I want to be back before it's 6 p.m., you owe me." I could tell him had a devilish smirk on his face.

"Ugh, fine, I'll give you a massage, but you should know I shouldn't owe you something just because you're taking me out." I groaned.

"Whatever, babe." He grinned, he stood up putting whatever he ate away in the trash can. Yoongi looked at me, "Well, what are you waiting for?"

I looked at him back, "What do you mean?"

"We're going to the shop, aren't we?"

"Yeah, but not now. I'm not even ready," I said.

"It doesn't really matter, we're just going to a shop; you don't have to dress to impress (anyone)." Yoongi says as he scrolls down on his phone.

"Who says I'm dressing to impress (anyone), I'm only dressing for myself." I tell him, going back in to our room to dress up.

After choosing my clothes, I come out to still see him on his phone still, but the only difference is that he had sandals on with a hoodie. He looks at me, "Are you ready now?"

"Duh," I roll my eyes. "Let's go!" I walk out the door, waiting for him to get his keys and close/lock the door.

He sighs, and holds my hands. "Can't you be just a tad happy? Gosh,"

"Let's just go get your ice cream and whatever else you want, okay?" Suga says with a cold tone of voice.

"Fine," I say upset as I get in the car.

He starts the car, and turns the radio; while he's driving to the car, I'm jamming to my favorite song that was playing. Yoongi had one hand on the wheel, the other on my thigh. I started to play with it when the song ends.

Some minutes go by and we're already at the ice cream shop. Yoongi parks the car, and gets out to open my door. "Thanks, babe." I kiss him on the cheek, taking his hand in mine. He kisses me back for a 'you're welcome'. We walked inside the shop to see that it was practically full.