Danger |YoongixReader|

Finale -20-

Y/N'S POV

"Yoongi-ssi!" I yelled from the kitchen, waiting for him to get ready.

"I'm almost done hang on." 

"You literally said that 10 minutes ago."

"Fine I'm here." he said, pulling up his pants.

I approached him with a smile and wrapped my arms around his neck. I pecked his lips and made him smile the way I did. "What is that for?" he asked with a cute smile.

"I'd never think we would live together, it happened so soon." I giggled.

"Of course babygirl, we've been together 6 months and we're totally cool with each other so why not."

"Even though you moved in the block of flats opposite to yours, doesn't it feel weird?" I asked him.

"No, I think it's better to be in the same building with our friends." he said confidently. "We have company whenever we want."

"Aish, I was worried." I sighed.

"For what?"

"I thought you wouldn't like to be here." 

"Are you out of your mind?" he asked and cupped my face with both of his hands. "I love everything about you, even if it's your house, your personality, every fucking thing."

"I'm glad sweetie." I smiled and gave him a kiss.

"Ready to go?" he said and grabbed my hands.

"Yes oppa." I giggled cutely.

We were going to visit his parents who were there for the whole month of June. They rented an apartment to stay and since I had never met them before I was absolutely nervous, even if they told Yoongi that they liked me. Yoongi hadn't seen them for almost a year and he was very excited to meet them again as a new kind person. 

Of course his parents had no idea about his bad past with the crimes and we wouldn't mention it but he was feeling proud of himself for changing and seeing the difference.

Yoongi managed to pursue a career at BigHit Entertainment that Lisa recommended him. He was a rising songwriter and his songs were pure success. 

We entered his car and drove off. His parents were not too far from us, around 30 minutes by car.

I was staring out the window thinking what I was going to say to them in order to make a good impression. "What are you thinking?" he asked me interrupting my thoughts. 

"Nothing." I faked a smile even though my stress level was rising.

"Come on I know you, something is up. Are you scared of my parents?" he laughed.

"Of course not." I lied.

"Y/N look at me." he said when he stopped the car at the traffic lights.

I slowly turned my head to him and stared into his deep brown eyes. He smiled and his gaze became softer. "Don't worry, they're cool."

"What?" I played dumb.

"My parents boo." he paused. "They're a lot cooler than you think."

"I told you-" I began saying but he interrupted with a kiss.

"Don't make me repeat myself." 

"Aish~ fine." I shook my head.

[...]

"Welcome, nice to meet you Y/N." his parents bowed.

"Pleased to meet you Mr and Mrs Min." I bowed as well.