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Chapter 53

Walking through my room, I expect him to be lying on the bed with a smirk on his face and I was right. I was definitely right and never gone wrong. I avoided his gaze as I laid down on the bed, starting to close my eyes.

"Babe please don't ignore me~"

what the actual heck?

"Please don't start." he started to bury his face on my chest and smelled my scent. "Yuck Yoongi please don't do that." I hit his arm but he just keeps smelling my chest.

"Why is it so perfect.."

"Perfect what?"

"Your boo-"

"Before you would finish that, please let me kick you first." he chuckled and suddenly pulled me into a hug. But this time, he let me rest my head on his chest.

"Sorry if I was too pervert. I was never like this before." I huffed and roll my eyes.

"Do I even know you before if you're telling me that." I could sense he as well rolled his eyes.

"You were the cause of my dirtiness." I slightly pushed his body as he bursted out laughing. "Just kidding. Trust me. I'm not that really pervert. It just suddenly turn me on when I see you."

"So I need to ignore you so that you'll stop talking dirty things to me?" he giggled.

"No way I'm going to stop." I travelled my hand on his hair, tugging it with a soft motion.

"You're so dirty."

"I know right." I started to laugh then I felt a soft object, or any thing was being pressed on my forehead. It was his soft lips. It wasn't a peck but I long kiss. I didn't let him stop but instead, I just close my eyes. The way his lips just pressed through mine just make the butterflies run through my stomach and didn't even feel about their existence. "You're so beautiful, love. Even your forehead looks gorgeous."

I slightly chuckle. "Thanks. But you too. You're the most full of swag guy whom I've ever met." he scoffed.

"You think I'm not full of swaeg?"

"Gosh Yoongi how many times do I have to tell you that it's swag not swaeg?"

"You sounded like my mother." he laughed a bit.

"Well I will soon to be like it." he gasped so loud that even his breath will lack away.

"You want to be a mother?" I shrugged.

"I don't know. I'm still thinking about it. But basically I would love to. I honestly hate kids but the way they just look at me, and the way they talk to me just let me want to adopt them so badly. I can't explain why because it's complicated. I am complicated. I sometimes don't understand my own self but I keep asking myself if why am I hating things like these or those, why ended up loving it so badly? It's just that- I actually don't know why but I love to see a mini you on my stomach. Very soon."

I felt his warm breath was released from his mouth, it was a sigh, a strange one. As if he wanted to respond back but with a sigh. It wasn't that familiar but it's different than before I heard him sighing.

"I don't want to talk about dirty things but.. you're not complicated. I felt offended when you let down yourself. Please don't discourage your own self. I don't want to hear it from you especially when you are talking things that I don't deserve to hear."

"It's not like it's yourself who I am talking about." I tried to be sarcastic and even laugh but he instead sigh and did not even followed me back.

"Dani, I'm serious right now and don't make fun of my sincere words." I nodded. "I don't want you to offend yourself because yourself is being attached with mine that's why I always tell you that you're mine because if you once hurted yourself, I feel hurt too. I know I'm not good at expressing words but I'm taking my goddamn time just to talk sincerely to you."