"Tell me Y/N how does it feel to be Seoul's most known killer and successfully fake your own death?"
trigger warming: mention of death, drug use, gore and violent language.
Arriving home the boys brought Yoongi to his bed in order for him to rest. I was told to change clothes and shower as filth cover all of my body at this point, however by some magic reason all of my clothes disappeared both closets were absolutely empty.
"Have you seen my stuff" I asked Jin who sat on the stairs cleaning his gun. "Oh I decided to wash them" he smiled widely it seemed really suspiciously to me who on earth does that I stood there with a puzzled expression which made the man more nervous. " You can grab one of Yoongi's old clothes I'd say they'll fit you"
Walking away from the awkward situation I entered the room and scanned through the drawers. Finding a simple white top with some jogger pants I ran to the bathroom.
His clothes were amazingly soft and smelled like a bouquet of lavenders even though they were too big on me I felt really comfortable.
Walking out I spotted Namjoon in the doorway. "I need to get in touch with the twins while others will be getting rid of footprints can you stay here"
Joon looked more tired than ever. Even though he was doing a great job at filling in for his boss but it was too much stress to hold together and it was all seen on his face. Not wanting to hold him back I simply nodded and with a simple thank you he headed out.
It was quiet the big room was absorbing silent breaths that rolled of Yoongi's soft lips. My eyes couldn't leave his gentle features it was as if I was entranced by his beauty
sitting next to the bed I stayed still until the man I was watching scrunched his nose and lazily started opening his sleepy eyes looking up at me.
"Y/N..." that raspy voice which seemed like I didn't hear in so long called out to me, not even noticing that I was holding my breath at first.
"How are you feeling, do you need anything" I asked smiling slightly, somehow seeing him awake and safe made my insides burn with happiness.
"Just one thing, can you come a out closer please" Yoongi said sitting up and patting the spot next to him. Maybe he just didn't want to strain his voice while speaking I thought to myself as an attempt to figure out the sudden request.
After some seconds unsurely I started moving towards his figure sitting on the bed facing the messy haired man. My heart started to beat much faster against my ribcage and I was scared if he'd heard it, the air surrounding us became thick which made it harder to take in air.
As I was planning on speaking up, jolting up Yoongi grabbed my face smashing our lips together, his hand held my neck to prevent me from moving but I was utterly paralyzed from such quick movement anyway.
Shock spread throughout my body giving me goosebumps all over, before I could even take in what just happened he moved away looking at my embarrassed red panting face with great amusement.
"Thank you for helping me" was all he said before sliding into the bed sheets once again. My absolute astonishment turned into rage as the realization of what just happened came clear.
"What the actual hell was that all for, you asshole" I yelled furiously hitting his back completely forgetting about the wound until winces filled my ears and I immediately stopped.
"What are you doing stupid woman I thanked you and this is your response?" Holding his stomach Yoongi turned back around giving out. Feeling sorry for hurting him I also felt like he deserved it after all I'm not a doll to do whatever your majesty desires.
"You could've done it in a different way you know" I frowned my face was still burning.
"It was the most effective way and jeez you're making such a fuss like it was your first ki-" That's when Yoongi's puffy eyes shot wide open, just like a deer that seen car lights inches away from him. A light gasp escaped his thin lips I guess he understood now what he did and for a second I could see a faint blush on his pale round cheeks.
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"Idiot" I mumbled loud enough for him to hear
"Just forget it happened" He said fully covering himself in sheets like a small cocoon. "Can you leave me alone I want to rest for now" A scent of hurt hinted in his tone but I decided to brush it off. Letting out a long sigh I left the room.
Yoongi's POV As soon as Y/N left I checked the small wooden counter next to my bed and to no ones surprise nothing was on it but my goddamn earpiece and of course it was on. Letting a low grunt escape my lips I picked it up.
As soon as it was fully inserted in my ear endless laughter flowed out from the other side. " Hoseok shut up" I barked but it didn't cease even a little bit. " The mightiest man in Seoul got scolded by a girl now that's something" it was clear he was taking advantage of the situation and as much as I hated it my ears couldn't stop burning.
"Is she a good kisser hyung" that high pitched voice murmured I could clearly picture Jimin's smug smile as he said that. " I bet you that he's redder than ever right now" Now Jin jumped onto the bandwagon. My ears bled with the amount of windshield laughter I was attacked with but before I could prevent myself from getting another migraine Namjoons voice broke out.
"Yoongi are you better"
"Well last time I checked still had a pulse so yeah" I mockingly said still annoyed at all the rest.
