Beneath the lies - Min Yoongi

Chapter 19

A soft knock at your door made you both look up in surprise.

You both stayed still, not knowing what to do as you stared at the door of your hotel room.

Another knock, this time firmer. "Y/N? Are you alright? It's Hoseok."

You exhaled in relief and Yoongi frowned lightly at your reaction, giving you a 'what the fudge is happening' look. You got up and opened the door slightly, enough to stick your head into the corridor but not enough that someone would be able to see Yoongi still laying on your bed. "Heyyyy," you chirped, maybe a bit too excitedly. "Hey?" he asked with a soft smile, curiosity taking over his features. "Why are you holding the door like that?" Bishhhhh...

"Euhhhm."

Hoseok's eyes widened all of a sudden and a bright smile appeared on his lips. "I will leave you alone. Have fun!"

Hoseok ran off, a happy jump in his step, not waiting for any further explanation. You looked after him, confusion written all over your face as you turned back towards Yoongi, closing the door behind you. "I think he knows," you mumbled, brows knitted as you thought about what could've betrayed you.

"Well, if you opened the door like that. Yeah," Yoongi chuckled, arms crossed behind his head as he laid on your bed, eyeing you intently. "What are you talking about?" you asked approaching the bedside again, only to be pulled down by him. He immediately flipped you both over so he would hover over you, a cheeky grin on his face. "Well, my love," he kissed you briefly, before gently moving his finger down your neck, as if he was tracing the path his lips had trailed down before, "you have a beautiful collection of what common people would call 'hickeys' on your neck."

Your eyes shot wide open at his statement and you brought your hand to your neck. "You could've told me pabo!" you exclaimed and he only chuckled, before letting himself fall back down beside you on the bed. "Where would've been the fun in that?" he asked teasingly and you smacked his face with a pillow to take your revenge. "He would've known sooner or later anyway, so why hide it?" Yoongi asked, a cheeky proud smile still on his lips.

"You really enjoy this don't you?" you glared at him, but his smile was contagious as heck, tugging up the corners of your mouth. "Yahhh, I will have to wake up earlier tomorrow to cover it all up with concealer!" you tried to stay serious, but a grin soon stretched your lips.

"Why would you cover them?"

"Sejin can't see them. He'll think I made out with Jungkook again and will fire-"

Oh shit. I just said something stupid. Gosh I'm so freaking dumb.

Yoongi's gaze was darker now. "I never told you about that, didn't I?" you asked through gritted teeth. "No. You didn't. But I knew about it."

Your gaze shot up at him as you looked at him in surprise. "W-what, h-how?" you stuttered and he chuckled lightly. "I saw you." Wow. Well. That's a surprise. And kinda awkward...

"You don't seem angry?" you asked warily, confused over his reaction.

"I told the boys that I was over you and that if anyone was to date you I'd be okay with it-" he stopped, sitting up to be able to face you better, "And let's be clear here, I was most definitely not over you. But you told me to let you move on. So technically I didn't have the right to be angry at anyone. Even more so since you rejected him and didn't deny loving me," he grinned smugly at the last words and realization hit you hard.

"You assh***! You knew all along, didn't you? That's why you started flirting with me again?! You're unbelievable!" you exclaimed, hitting him repeatedly with your pillow. He just chuckled and caught your pillow before throwing it away. He tackled you swiftly, trapping your arms above your head, straddling you, his hips aligned with yours. "Now now. Let's not forget who kissed somebody else here," he whispered lowly, his gaze dark, half-lidded, "Even if I am not angry at you- Or Jungkook for the matter... I technically do have more right than you to be angry." You gulped at his words, struggling in his hold, gaze flickering from his eyes down to his lips. Slowly he leaned down, lips inches from yours, "Why do we always end up in these types of situations?" he breathed, staring down at your lips before looking back at your eyes. "I don't know Yoongi. You tell me," you whispered back and he didn't wait any longer, his lips touching yours lovingly. His hold on you loosened as his lips traveled over yours, his hands reaching for your neck and waist instead of your wrists. You breathed in shakily between your kisses, trying to tear yourself away from his addicting touch. "Yoongi," you whispered, "As much as I love to discuss our problems this way-" he interrupted you with another kiss before smiling cheekily at you. "It's late and we should both go to sleep," he ended your sentence and you nodded with a sad smile.