stimulate ☞ yoongi

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"is this the ending of our love story?" yoongi said, raising an eyebrow. i snorted and placed my arm over his shoulders. "is it?" i felt he tilted his head as i turned to face him.

and just what the hell. even though we are in a relationship already, my face heated up like it could produce flames in my faceu. we were just inches away and im overreacting.

"why are you making it a big deal?"

he pouted, but smiled.

like hell he's so freaking cute.

"nothing. just wanna know when are we going to get married." i snorted once again. such a young kids to get married at this age.

"right away?" he nodded. "no offense, but i still barely know you though."

"okay. let's start with the introduction." yoongi stated.

"you first."

"no, you first."

"no, no, and no, you first."

"please?" i sighed and shook my head.

he stumped his foot and glared at me. and damn why is he acting like a kid?

"no, you first. period. that's the final fact. no taking back. no complaints. you first."

he chuckled and heave a surrendering sigh. he's just so fucking cute when he gave up.

"fine." he shrugged. "im min yoongi or suga. nineteen years old. yeah im still a teen because you thought im a pedophile. i was born with complete parts of the body. i have a brain, head, shoulders, abs, arms, fingers, hands, waist, dick—"

"what the heck."

i bursted out laughing while throwing my head back. yoongi just laughed along because who the fuck could introduce their personalities like yoongi does.

"im not done yet. my mother is a girl and my father is a boy. i never knew their genders but I've just realized how idiot i was from knowing our sex when i fucking grown up, so please do not think that i don't know everything."

i snorted, "everything? hmm i see." i crossed my arms, as if examining his face. "like what?"

"nudes, porn, sex, fingering, etc. as long as it's everything." he wiggled his eyebrows and cheekily smiled.

who the heck would utter their knowledge about everything?

only yoongi.

and who the heck can entertain people just by using his mouth?

just yoongi.

"your turn." yoongi pointed at me but i shook my head.

"you lil man you didn't introduce yourself properly." i chuckled.

"that's how i introduce my name." he shrugged.

"you're so boring. let's break up."

"the question is, can you do that?" he smirked.

"i can if i want."

"you can't because im handsome."

you are fucking perfect okay?

"ew." i scrunched my face in disgust.

"do you want me to kiss you?"

"no, thank you."

"oh. you thanked me."

"i did not!"

"you did"

"did not."

"you did."

"did not."

"you did."

"i said i didn't!"

"i said you didn't! i mean you did." i chuckled when he paused for a while, meaning, that he was thinking if i thanked him or not.

why does it even matter to him anyways?

"nah whatever it's my turn anyways." he nodded, looking so interested as if im a story teller. "i know you already know me. i have a brother, he's jung hoseok. and i want—"

"jung hoseok? as in jhope?"

"you know him?"

"yeah. he was my best friend."

"was?" he reluctantly nodded and licked his lips.

woah those lips. rar.

"yeah. i never see him since he became famous but i only see him on the internet. he's so famous though, unlike you." he scrunched his nose as i glared at him. and excuse me aha get out of my way i was richer than him, before.

because i always save wonhae manhi manhi. imma thrifty person aha aha.

"then go. love him if you want. we're over." i crossed my arms while giving him a 'face-him-bitch' faceu.

"hey i was kidding." he started laughing and tugged on my sleeves, since i was wearing a hoodie. "i don't want you to be famous. men might fall for you instead of me. you're mane, jung soo, you're mane. get it? you know, i changed mine to mane then i joked you and you didn't laugh and— i said i love you please don't ignore me."

"i was listening."

"was— a past tense. so you were listening a while ago not now."

"fuck you and just forget it."

"you didn't respond at my pardon."

"huh?"

"i. love. you."

"remove the periods—" he covered my mouth and glared at me, causing me to chuckle. i removed his hand and smiled at him. "i love you too."