12AM || Suga

Chapter 4: Back Home

You enter the car with Yoongi, he starts the engine and you sit on the front seat, a little upset, as Yoongi didn't really compliment the outfit you put so much effort in. But you were so tired you just wanted to sleep.

You closed your eyes for a bit, dozing off. The car softly rocked as it drove through the busy streets in the late evening, the street lights became a blur of reds and greens. Your breaths became slower and quieter, your heavy eyelids drooping.

There were times where you faded back into consciousness, usually when there was a sudden turn or Yoongi drove over a bump. You would glimpse at Yoongi, but since your eyes were filled with tears, his face was but a blur.

It seemed he was watching you, as his face had turned towards your sleeping body. He also seemed squirmish, and continuously looked away. Unsure of what it was, you brushed it off and fell into sleep again.

"Y/N.."

You abruptly awoke to Yoongi, his large and warm hand immersed yours.

"Are we home yet?" You groaned

He simply nodded and left the car, he took a few steps and before stopping.

"Y/N.. your dress.. please pull it down."

You examine your dress, and he was in fact right. Your suspenders had shown, your dress hem was only covering your undergarments. Frantically you yanked your dress down.

You entered the round floor of the apartment, Yoongi was leaning on the wall near the elevator on his phone. As you wandered to the elevator, Yoongi swiftly and smoothly tucked his phone into his pocket. The elevator opened and he cradled you as you both went to the 18th floor.

The elevator door opened, and there was a long hallway, the carpet was a royal red, and the lights emitted a pearl white, the doors were black and decorated with elegant carvings. Metallic silver door numbers were pinned in the centre of the door. There were massive windows that shown the bustling city. The luminous lights scattered across the city was breathtaking, the lights were brilliant shades of purples, yellows and blues. A gasp escaped your mouth, you were awestruck. You pressed your face against the window, your breath fogged up the window. The clear night sky had a few stars distributed among the majestic navy blue sky.

"Pretty huh?" Yoongi sighed, he back hugged you, he rested his head on your shoulder. His sharp, defined jawline pressed into your aching body.

"Y-yeah" you replied, you nervously face the ground. His warm body pressed against your back, you blushed.

Starting to feel uncomfortable you brushed his hands away from your waist, he opened his eyes and lifted his head from your shoulder. You began to speak before being interrupted.

"We're almost at my apartment, let's hurry,"

You nodded, and forced a subtle smile.

You followed his submissively to his apartment, you stared at the ground as you walked, regretting that you rejected the back hug. While you bashed yourself up about rejecting the back hug, Yoongi abruptly stopped and you bumped into him, his expression changed and he checked if you were okay.

"Y/N! Are you okay?"

"I'm fine~" You giggled.

He smiled before planting a tender kiss on your head. You felt your face burn up, and you slapped your face numerous times before bowing to him. Mostly to hide your embarrassment. You heard him snicker at your adorable actions.

'So he messes with my feeling and laughs about it? This evil man.'

He opened the door, his apartment was surprising clean, you studied the expensive apartment. It had humongous windows like the hallway, the city was down below. There was a wide screen TV that sat near the window. Two cream white couches were placed in the living room, and a jet black coffee table was in the middle of the couches.