Basketball: BTS Yoongi ff

Part 45

A/N: Ok, but can we just talk about Taehyung though!?!?!?!?!? Like DAMN SON! I rewatched the video like twenty times before I went to sleep

I can't help but smile up at Hyung Seok as he holds his hand out in front of him, something shiny resting in the palm of his hand. The black and red charm catches my attention almost immediately, my smile widening when he reaches for the necklace he bought me on my birthday and attaches it.

"What is this for?" I ask as I look at it, feeling the bed dip as he sits down next to me. He chuckles softly before kissing the side of my cheek, wrapping his arms around my waist as I lean into his body.

"Can't I just buy my beautiful girlfriend a gift?"

"No" I say almost immediately, tilting my head back so that I can look at him upside down. I smile at him to let him know that I was just joking, watching as his confused expression turns into an unamused glare.

"Ha ha, very funny" he says sarcastically as he pulls me in closer, my head resting comfortably on his chest. 

I close my eyes and just relax, happy that I've gotten to see Hyung Seok after what feels like such a long time. It felt so weird not seeing him for a week, us usually together. In high school, he had aways been there for me. He had always been the only one to stand up to Carson and the other kids who would bully me. He was the only friend I had, which made it that much easier to fall in love with him.

I breathe in his familiar scent only to stop, realizing that it isn't as familiar as I thought. I always teased Jimin because he and Hyung Seok wear the same cologne, but he smells different right now. He's had the same cologne since we met my Freshman year, so I'm confused as to why he would change it now.

"Are you wearing a new cologne?" I ask with furrowed eyebrows, still confused as hell. He pauses before answering me, making me turn to look at him. It was a simple question. It doesn't take that long to say yes or no.

"Do you not like it?" he asks as he looks towards his dresser. He doesn't make eye contact with me, which is a first, his eyebrows furrowed as he thinks to himself. "I-I could change it back if that is what you want."

"Its fine. I was just curious" I say in a soothing voice even though I really don't like the smell of it if I'm being honest, picking up on how tense he seems to be. I didn't know that asking him that would put him on edge. Its not like I asked him a very difficult question or anything. It reminds me of my own now that I think about it, the floral scent light, and on the edge of being considered a perfume. 

"I'm coming in, so you guys better have clothes on."

I roll my eyes as Jimin yells through the door before cracking it open, poking his head in as he looks around cautiously. He smiles and straightens when he sees us, opening the door the rest of the way once he sees that the coast is clear. Yoongi is standing behind him, his arms crossed over his chest as he leans against the doorframe. 

"Why are you guys always at my house?" Hyung Seok asks with an aggravated sigh, obviously not expecting them to show up. I can't help but ask the same question in my head as well. Yoongi and Hyung Seok don't even like each other, so why does he keep showing up?

"We just wanted to see Mia" Yoongi says, answering my question. I roll my eyes at his statement, looking over at him with a small smile on my face. 

"Yeah. Mia is my best friend after all" Jimin pipes up, pulling me away from Hyung Seok so that he can give me a hug. I laugh at Hyung Seok's face when he sees this, finding the way he is glaring at Jimin's hand as it rests on my shoulder rather hilarious. I am then pulled away from Jimin into another hug, my eyes widening when I realize who did it.

Yoongi feels surprisingly warm as he hugs me, my hands pressed awkwardly against his firm chest. I don't know what to do as he holds me against him, his nose brushing against the skin of my neck. I have to scream at myself internally when I feel my cheeks beginning to heat up, not wanting to start blushing when Hyung Seok is in the room.

The feeling of security that had surrounded me disappears as Hyung Seok stands up and literally pulls me away from Yoongi, my eyes wide as I stare up at him in shock. He isn't looking at me though. He's glaring at Yoongi as he holds onto my arm, his eyes hard as he does so. Yoongi stares right back at him, a smirk on his face.

"What did I tell you about touching her?" Hyung Seok asks, causing my eyes to widen in shock. They talked to each other? Why is this the first time I'm hearing of this?

"I can hug her if I want" is Yoongi's reply, him going back to leaning against the door as well. His eyes shift to me and I freeze, feeling Hyung Seok's hold tightening around me. "Besides, she didn't seem like she was complaining."

"Y-you guys talked to each other earlier?" I ask, turning to Hyung Seok in order to try and distract him from what was just said. Yoongi wasn't wrong, but I don't want Hyung Seok to know that. He's already enough on edge as it is.

"Yeah. I came over and we had a discussion" Yoongi says, totally disregarding my glare as I tell him to shut up in my mind. I wasn't asking him, yet he answered anyway. He is just succeeding in making Hyung Seok even more angry than he already is.

"What did he say?" I try asking Hyung Seok again, turning my back on Yoongi so that he gets the hint and stays quiet. I peer up and into Hyung Seok's eyes as he looks down at me, a slight frown on his face as he does so. He moves a strand of my hair away from my face, tucking it behind my ear as well.

When he doesn't answer I turn back to Yoongi, now actually wanting to here him talk. If Hyung Seok isn't going to tell me than at least I know that Yoongi will. His smirk widens when he sees me, his body relaxed as he looks me over. Jimin and I exchange glances at the tense atmosphere, both of us insanely confused at this point.

"I told him that I want something" he says, trailing off at the end. I crinkle my brow in confusion as he continues to stare at me, his smoldering gaze succeeding in making my heart speed up in my chest.

"I told him what that something was, and he wasn't happy at all."