Suga Oneshot Collection

(FLUFF X READER) - I like you...

You dawdle outside of the coffee shop, already holding two lattés in hand, as you anticipate your friend's arrival. You and Yoongi were bordering on best friend status at this point; friendship growing from being simple acquaintances of each other's friendship groups to becoming practically inseparable.

Your mom often teased you two about being like a married couple; from teasing each other endlessly to finding each other's company enough even when just sitting together quietly. However, you would both just laugh it off - you were simply really close friends after all.

Too distracted by your own thoughts, the drinks almost fall out of your hands when Yoongi sneaks up behind you, grabbing your shoulders. "You asshole!" you groan, threatening to fling his drink at him. "Well, it's nice to see you too" he chuckles, taking one of the cups from you before offering a quick side hug.

"Sorry I'm late, I hope you didn't miss me too much" he teases, smiling as you stick your tongue out at him. "Come on, I want to walk about, it's freezing here just standing still!" you tug on his arm, already anxious to see all of the wonderful frost in the park.

It wasn't uncommon for best friends to have skinship - holding hands, hugging, that sort of thing - but it was unusual for someone like Yoongi initiate that kind of contact. You often found yourselves interlocking fingers without even realising it. Around the boys, Yoongi would only tease you, pushing you away whenever you asked for a hug or a cuddle. But whenever you were alone...

"Y/N, give me your hand" he grumbles, grasping your nimble fingers before you can even retort. "Such a nice way to ask to hold hands, Min Yoongi" you laugh, though still find yourself warmed at the touch. "Why, what's wrong? Am I making you nervous?" he grins cheekily, enjoying the way your cheeks flood with colour so quickly.

He decides to further fluster you by winding his arm around your waist, pulling your body closer to his in the process. "Let's walk like this, hm?" he smirks; your huddled form shrinking into him, embarrassed.

"Yah, I'm not your girlfriend, go flirt with someone else" you whine - though make no attempt to remove yourself from his grip. It's comfortable after all, and so warm. "But why would I want to flirt with someone else when you're the prettiest of them all?", you stomp on his foot for that one.

"Ow! Hey, I'm being nice!" he sighs, only to stare bewildered once your face blushes, struggling to stutter out a retort: "Well then... be nice to some other g-girl, I'm just, uh, m-me". He often teases you like this, but being so insecure makes you a little uneasy sometimes, as if he's unintentionally leading you on.

You're soon greeted by the pond in the distance anyway, and your face lightens a little, but Yoongi is quick to stop you. "What do you mean by that? Hey..." he holds your shoulders, those stern brown eyes studying yours with worry.

"Well, come on, why would anyone flirt with me?" you laugh, finding that his harsh gaze makes you slightly nervous. "Don't belittle yourself, Y/N, I think you're beautiful" Yoongi shrugs with no hesitance, leaning forward and cupping your cheek. His grip remains firm yet gentle, where he strokes the skin softly with his thumb in reassurance. You cough, blushing furiously before darting away from his grip, "Come on, I want to... um, see... the pond! Yes, the pond!".

Yoongi can only chuckle, following your hurried strides along the path. You both settle into a somewhat comfortable silence then; taking photographs of the icy scenery, sipping your coffees, and enjoying the fresh air in vengeance of the cold trapping you both indoors for the last couple of weeks.

"Y/N, come here!" Yoongi suddenly squeals in amazement, ushering you over. Perplexed by what could've possibly made him so lively all of a sudden, you dump your empty coffee cup in the trash before making your way over to him. "What is it? The flowers won't bloom until spring, dummy" you chuckle, noticing he's crouched down by the bushes. "No! Look!" he grins, slowly raising his hand to you.

"Woah! So cute~" you smile, somehow amazed by the small ladybug crawling along his fingers, as if unaware that it's the winter season. "I wonder why he's out here in the cold" you pout, reaching out your hand for the critter to crawl onto. Giggling at the tickly feeling, the lovely sound makes Yoongi smile widely at you before proudly announcing "He looks like you, Y/N!".

"Do I look like a bug to you, Min Yoongi?" You recoil slightly offended, making him chuckle. "No no, what I mean is, his spots" he points at the ladybug, then realising what he's just hinted at, "I don't mean that you have spots! I mean, uh, his spots are like your freckles! They're cute! That's all!". You laugh at his desperate explanations, handing the ladybug back over to him delicately like a baby.

"Well, thank you, I'll take that as a compliment" your smile reflects your sincerity, somewhat amused by your best friend's weird way of being nice. "I mean it! They're r-really pretty and I know they aren't as prominent in the winter time like they are when it's sunny, you know, but they really look like little stars on your face... so yeh" he blushes, coughing awkwardly before reverting his attention back to the cute insect.

"Y-Yoongi, that's the sweetest thing... thank you" you squeeze his shoulder, in awe that he's notice such a minute detail about you. Maybe your mom was right? Perhaps he does treat you like you're a married couple? Maybe-

"I like you, Y/N" he quietly admits, adjusting your grip on his arm so that his fingers are intertwined with yours once again. He's nervous, you can tell, and it makes your heart swell from all of this new information. "I, um... I don't know what to say, Yoongi, that's the nicest thing..." you smile up at him, and suddenly he's pulling you both up onto your feet (hopefully neither of you stepped on the ladybug).

"C-Can I kiss you? It's okay if you don't like me back, I understand because we're best friends, but I just... have to kiss-" his voice catches in his throat, an awkward noise squeaking past his lips as yours press against them. He tastes sweet, his lips feel smooth; not at all what you'd expect from your dorky, grumpy friend Yoongi. Then again, you are kissing him, and that also seemed impossible mere hours ago.

Too soon your lips part with a soft puckering sound, a tingling sensation resonating on the tender flesh before you both open your eyes to look at each other. Yoongi's bangs look awfully soft and fluffy for some reason right now, so you lift your hand up to stroke his hair before declaring "I like you too, Yoongi" with a bright smile. "God, I'm so glad" he grins, holding your cheeks gently before kissing you again.

(You hate how your mother proudly says 'I knew it!' when she sees you both giggling, too close to one another in the car).

A/N - I don't know what this is guys, fluffy I hope 😂