If You Love Me

Chapter 12: Roommates

Trouble.

That's his intention.

Double trouble — Your aunt and Bora are totally not helping.

"So your friends lost the keys?" Your aunt's voice brings you back to reality as she directs her question to Yoongi.

He provides a swoon-worthy grin. "Yeah, that's right." Peeking in your direction, his eyes light up with amusement as you trudged behind the two with heavy steps. 

This man is definitely making your life a living hell.

It's confirmed.

When your aunt had asked weather he wished to have a hotel room all to himself or room with you, that demon picked you.

Of course.

"I'm glad you don't mind sharing with my niece, she can a little... clumsy at times." Your aunt lowers her voice. A giggle pops her throat as Yoongi nods, "I can see that." He chuckles, notes of smugness overlapping with mockery. 

You lower you head, fist screwed tight with rage.

Surely this man is scheming something. 

Because it's impossible for someone to act so good but be so... so bad.

After chit-chatting some more, your aunt and Bora take off, stranding you with Yoongi so you could sort things out all alone.

Just the two of you.

Much to his catlike satisfaction, the man grins. "Looks like Niece girl is now my roommate," His tongue traces over his thin lips. Smugness was practically radiating off this boy's aura to the point where it had become suffocating.

His orbs press yours, an overwhelming seductiveness imprisoning your innocence. He was getting bolder. "Interesting..."

He leans against the door frame, one leg swinging up. "We'll talk more inside." He murmurs, eyes trailing to the doorknob.

By visual command, you open the door wide because you knew that once it would close on its hinges...

You're all his.

With the door creaking shut, Yoongi peered through a crack; coast clear.

Good.