Them (BTS au)

Chapter 51

LillyRose's POV

   "Ma, this is Yoongi."  I say.  "Mm, he's a handsome lil thing.  I'm Mrs. Williams,"  My mom says, then holds her hand out to him.  "Are you Korean?"  She says as they shake hands.

"Yes, ma'am.  How did you know?"  He smiles.  They let go.  "She only has a small group of friends she hangs out with, and they're literally ALL Korean boys."

What can I say?  I have an affinity for Korean boys.

Yoongi looks at me and smiles.  "Come on, Yoongi.  Let's go to my room."  "It was very nice to meet you, Mrs. Williams."  Yoongi smiles at my mom.  She smiles back, and we head upstairs.

Yoongi sits down on my bed, and I close the door.  "Somebody actually has manners."  I smirk as I make my way over to sit next to him. 

"Yeah, I do."  He smiles.  "You know, Yoongi, I don't see it often, but you have a nice smile.  It's all warm and gummy.  It's cute."

"Thanks, LillyRose."  He smiles.  "You're welcome."  I brightly smile.  "I like your smile, too.  It's really beautiful, like you."

"Yooongiii, stoooop, you're making me blush."  I smile as I playfully punch his arm.

"I like making you blush.  It's cute."  He smiles.  "Thank you."  "You're welcome."

"So, Yoongi, what kind of stuff do you like to do?"  "I like to do stuff that'll give me a thrill, like graffiti and stuff.  I like playing video games, paintballing.  A whole bunch of stuff, especially rapping."

"Wait, like, are you any good?  Cuz some guys think they can rap, but when they do, I just be like, "Shut.  The fuck.  Up."  That's how I am in my head, anyway.  I'll actually tell them to shut the hell up, though."

"Jesus, I didn't know you were such a savage.  I like it."  He smiles.

"Oh, you know, my savagery knows no limits."  I say, my legs crossed, my hand resting on my knee as I look up and swipe the air.

He chuckles.  "You're funny."  "I know."  I say, flipping my hair with my hand.

"Cocky, too."  He smirks.  "I wouldn't say that.  I just know my qualities."

"Oh, do you now?"  He says, scooting closer to me.  "Yep,"  I say, popping the P, scooting closer to him, leaning my face close to his. 

I let my face linger.  "But anyway,"  I say, pulling away.  "I want to hear you rap.  Is that ok?"

"Sure.  I can freestyle."  "The floor is yours."

He gets up, going to the center of my room, and starts rapping in Korean, and I'm instantly mesmerized, my face showing it.

He's really into it, making hand gestures and facial expressions, his eyes closed at some points, walking around.

He raps for awhile before going faster and faster, my head getting lower and lower to the rhythm of his rapping.

I swear, his tongue is gonna fall off.

He slowly walks towards me as he fast-raps, looking me dead in the eyes.

My lips are parted as he inches closer and closer, my eyes staring up at him.

When he gets close enough, he gently puts his hand under my chin.

He leaves it there and winks at me with a smile, and I feel myself melt.

Two words.  Tongue.  Technology.

He slowly backs away, going back to the center.  He does a dance move.

When he comes to an end, I instantly jump up and start clapping.

"I have absolutely no idea what the hell you said, but that was amazing!"

"Thank you."  He smiles and takes a bow.

"Oof, you sounded so sexy."

I clap for a little while longer before stopping.  "Really?  You think so?"  He shyly smiles.  "Hells yeah!"

"Thank you."  "No prob, Rob."  "Woooooow, that was really corny."  He chuckles.  "I know."  I laugh.

We sit back down on the bed.  "So, how did you start rapping?"  I question.  "Well, I started writing poems expressing my emotions about my parents, then I figured I'd give rapping a shot.  It's something really important to me because I can let all my emotions out."

"That's a dope backstory.  I'm glad you shared that with me.  I just want you to know that I'm here for you."

I hug him tightly, giving him as much comfort as possible, and he hugs me back just as tight.

We stay like this for awhile, him sniffling.  "Thank you so much, LillyRose.  I've never been this close with a girl before."

I start stroking his hair.  "Oh, Yoongi.  All you need is some guidance, and if I can be that for you, then I will."

"Lilly, you're such a cool person.  If I didn't spend all that time tormenting you, I would've known that."

"Thanks, Yoongi, but don't beat yourself up for that.  You just didn't know how to express your feelings.  You've never had someone to show you how.  I forgive you, Yoongi."

He holds onto me tighter.

I hear him sniffle more loudly.  I pull away, putting my hands on his cheeks.  I wipe his tears away with my thumbs.

"Stop crying, Yoongi.  You're making me cry."  I smile, my eyes tearing up.

"I'm sorry, I just- I'm really sorry for the way I've treated you.  You have a good heart, and you don't deserve what I did.  I feel true guilt."

I kiss him on his red nose.

"You know what we should do?"  I say.  "What?"  "Play COD."  "Ok."  He smiles.

We play COD: BO2, and I actually feel like he could be a real friend.