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96 end - Yoongi

RaeJae's POV:

"Uhhh, Hyung! We can't just leave like that!" I try pulling him back into the studio but he doesn't seem to be going back in there anytime soon.

"Why? You didn't miss me enough?" He takes a few steps towards me, a smirk decorating his face as he looks down at me.

"U-uhhh-I-we-Well-um," I struggle to find words, unable to push aside the permanent blush that has been with me since the kiss.

He smiles at me, shrugging his shoulders before guiding me towards the exit. We can't just leave like this? Especially after what he implied to the entire world of what we would be doing...

"Um, where are we going?" I ask warily, confirming the fact he stated earlier.

In contrast, he turns to me saying, "anywhere you want to go,"

"You said we were going to the hotel?" I été him carefully.

A slight smirk appears on his lips, casually backing me up against the wall. His eyes read along the lines of lustful and I almost want to take back the question I asked earlier.

"Is that really where you want to go?" His eyebrows raise.

I blink at him bashfully. Honestly, I just want to be as close to him as possible right now. Words can't describe how much I missed him, and for him to confess to me after all this time has made it all worth it.

"Why are you being so quiet? I'm okay with either. I just want to be with you," His gummy smile makes me feel all warm and melty inside, but I'm still not shameless enough to insist on going to a hotel alone with him.

And as if he's read my mind he says, "don't think too much. It's okay to be shameless, as long as it's with me. I'm your exception,"

I give him a sheepish smile, "Hyung, even if you say that to me, I still can't..."

"Then just say 'yes' or 'no'," He breaths out.

I eye him for a moment, trying to ignore the fact that he's clearly fighting back a feeling of lust. It can't be denied, but in a way I am as well.

"Yes," I whisper, his smile igniting.

He takes my hand in his and quickly brings me down the stairs. Once we reach the car, our driver is clearly confused but nevertheless takes us to where we want to go.

The whole ride there Yoongi does not let go of my hand. It's hard to imagine the amount of time I survived not being next to him, but I can say for sure now that it was neither a mistake nor a gift.

Either way, I'm happy in this moment, and I for sure won't be taking it for granted.

"Let's take the elevator," Yoongi points as we enter the hotel.

"We don't have good luck with those..." I trail off, secretly afraid to even set foot in one.

It's true though, first we literally can crashing down in an elevator and then our lives were exposed in the next. My trust issues might have improved a hëll of a lot but elevators are the one thing I can never rely on and they aren't even human.

"I want to give us a different way to look at them," He smirks, pressing the button.

They open with a ding, Yoongi quite literally pushing me inside. As soon as the doors close he whispers, "good thing we're alone,"

Nerves begin to prick at my insides when he smoothly presses me against the wall. As much as I'm curious, I'm inexperienced.

However, once again he somehow reads my mind, "you don't have to be nervous,"