Prize of the Gang War - a BTS fan fiction

Noob

After that I went back to my flat with Jungkook who is kind of keeping his distance.
He has a back pack and in it is his gaming console because he said last time wasn't a fair game and I must've cheated.
Whatever, I'll just show him up again!

I open up my door and he walks to my TV to set up the game.
"Hey, Y/n. Do you have any gaming snacks?"

"Yeah, What flavor chips do you want?" I yell to him while walking to the kitchen.

He looks up to me, totally straight faced.
"Yes." and he goes back to setting up.

It makes me laugh as I poor the chips into bowls along with a part pack of lollies because fuck diets.

When I come back he's all set up and ready to go, turning on the controllers to start playing.
As I'm walking over, I have four large bowls in my arms and I nearly drop one.
Just as I start to teter towards the ground, Jungkook steadies me by holding onto my arm.

"Ah! Thanks Jungkook!" I say, turning my head to where I would've been if Jungkook hadn't helped me to look at him.
He has a strange look in his eyes and he hasn't let go of my arm.

A weird tension sweeps over us before I laugh awkwardly, putting the bowls down on the table and sitting down, grabbing the player two controller.
He coughs, but it's dry, clearly this is a lets-not-think-about-it cough.
I'm okay with that.

He sits down next to me close, but I don't mind, if that's how he plays then it's how he plays. Our knees nearly touch but not quite.
He looks over to me, smirking, the world's cockiest look in his eyes.
Damn, this boy is super confident when it comes to games!
"Ready to get you ass kicked, noob?"

I smirk right on back.
This fool can't even handle my power when it comes to Mario Kart!
"Eat my dust, Jungkook!"

***

We've been playing for three hours now and there's a whole bowl of chips on the ground from the point where Jungkook got so frustrated he threw his controler -thank god it didn't break- and I have my legs slung over his lap, out eyes glued to the screen as we race through the last course.

I'm in first and he's in second. Jungkook is so immersed in the game he looks like a zombie, his tounge is stuck out slightly.
Cute.

I round the corner, the finish line in my sights but just as I'm about to cross the line, Luigi zooms past us in bullet form, knocking me down to second and Jungkook to third.

He stars at the TV in shock, still trying to comprehend the fact the he lost to both me and the computer generated, green plumber.
I laugh at how done he looks.

"I'm gonna head to bed now. Do you want my room or couch?" I say after I calmed myself, picking up a Lillie snake from the bowl, looking at him.

He turns back to me, mind now somewhere out of the game and screen.
"I don't want to sleep just yet. One more race! Just one! Please~"

His eyes go wide, tilting his head like a puppy to convince me bit he winds up just looking like a bunny. Cute!
I can't resist that face so instead, I comply, reaching back for my controller as Jungkook picks the gates race track he can find in the game, turning all the way to 200cc.

Hahaha, you think that will stop me from winning? You fool! I can see how tired you are! Just go to sleep, it'll be hell for you in the morning if you don't!

And it's true, his eyes are going puffy and his eyelids are rising and falling, his head nodding to the side every so often. C. U. T. E!

I win it easy, Jungkook slipping all the way to sixth place before collapsing on the couch, controller still in his right hand.
I laugh at him quietly before going to get him a blanket.

When I come back he's sleeping, so I drape the blanket over him, smoothing it out so it covers him evenly.
Just as I'm smoothing out a wrinkle near his shoulder, Jungkook grabs my wrist and pulls me to him so that I'm lying on his chest.

I look up at him confused. His eyes are still closed, he looks totally knocked out.
I try to get up in a way that doesn't disturb him but he just holds me tighter.

"J-Jungkook? What are you doing?"
I curse myself for stuttering. I must still be in shock.
He grunts before replying.

"I'm holding you close to me so that you sleep along side me instead of in your room..."
His tone is slurred as he tries to open his eyes to look at me, failing miserably.

I stay quiet for a while before shifting myself to get more comfortable.
He instantly grips me closer, thinking I'm going back to my room.
"Hey, chill. I'm just moving so that I'm more comfortable, I'm not leaving, don't worry..."

I whisper to him, hoping to lull him to sleep and his grip on my waist goes a bit slack, but not enough that I can get up to go to my own bed. Only enough so that I can move and get to a better position.

Once I've finished moving I settle down on his chest again and we stay like this for a while before he kisses the top of my head.

"Goodnight, Jagi..."
And then he falls asleep.

***

I wake up on the couch, but Jungkook is gone. I look around for him, eyeing out the kitchen before resting my eyes on the rest of the long room.

I nearly jump out of my skin when I see Yoongi sitting on my recliner,staring intently at me, like something from a horror film.
The shock sends my heart into a tornado of fast beats.
It's feels like its a bird, desperate to fly away.

"What the hell, Yoongi?" I say, pressing my hand to my chest in a slow attempt to stop the radical beating.
"You almost gave me a heart attack!What are you doing here? Where's Jungkook?"

He scowls slightly when I say his name before resuming a poker face.
"It's my day with you remember, baby? I get to be with you for all of today~"

He smirks at me and I groan, falling back onto the couch but then I notice a change in the air around me.
When I look back up again he looks regretful, almost sad...

"Hey..." I say, getting of the couch to kneel by him.
"What's wrong? You seem upset..."
He looks at me, the same look in his eyes. He is soft now, still slightly cold, but less so.
He looks deep into my eyes and I lose all of my breath in his dark eyes, his hair framing his gaze slightly.

"I don't want you to think that I'm only interested in your body. That I don't have a heart... I just don't like opening up. Girls have always just been... There. I don't date, but I have my reasons."
He takes one of my hands in both of his and gives it a light squeeze, almost pleading.
"Please, try to love me... In return... I want to open up to you..."

This is hard for him to say and do, he's not used to this. I can tell by his voice. But he means it and is strong enough to hold my gaze.
I'm a strong believer in second chances, new starts and I like the idea of giving one to Yoongi.
The more I think about it, the more I realise, I don't really know him...

I keep holding his gaze, firm with my decision. I just hope I won't regret it...
Doesn't that mean you're not firm with your decision?
I push all negative thoughts out of my mind.

"Okay, Yoongi. I'd love to get to know you better..."

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