Bad Boy | Yoonmin

Chapter 16

"I'm bored," Taehyung sighed stretching himself out along the sofa. It had been thirty minutes since things got heated with Yoongi and something wasn't right.

Everyone was quiet. Too quiet. Even Hoseok was quiet. I've caught him a couple of times staring at me in fact, I've caught all of them staring at me. It was as if they knew what had happened but no one was going to mention it.

The TV was flicked on to distract everyone from the awkward silence.

"Can someone maybe say something?" I got fed up with the awkwardness.

The four boys looked at me in surprise.

"Where'd that come from Jimin?" Yoongi smiled.

"Do they know?"

"Know what?" Namjoon responded.

"What um... happened in the b..bathroom..?" I made it more as a question than what happened.

"Oh yeah," Hoseok chirped in, "Yoongi kissed your knee.

I looked in confusion. Was that what they were being so quiet about.

"It's not everyday you see Yoongi being affectionate." Namjoon awkwardly laughed looking over to the blonde boy in which he just scoffed.

"Well you can forget about that," Yoongi responded, "and none of you should expect me to act like that again."

I frowned, I did want him to act like that again. It was.. cute. The knees kiss that is.. the other was more erm.. hot.

"..Except Jimin," He muttered under his breath causing my face to light up and he winked at me.

"Do you think we are blind?" Taehyung caught on.

"Hey drop it you-"

"Woah Yoongi he's a friend of ours now, remember?" Hoseok defended Taehyung in which a mumbled "sorry" came from Yoongi's lips. Followed by silence... again.

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After a while we all ended up watching a movie, I wasn't even too sure it was about. I think it was an avenger movie..

"Batman dies in Endgame"

Hoseok squealed, "Yoongi!!!! Don't spoil it!!"

"..Batman is not a marvel character Hoseok" Namjoon sighed, "He's only joking."

"Oh yeah.." Hoseok giggled.

After only a few minutes into the movie Yoongi got up and left. I'm not sure where but I sneaked out too after a few minutes of course not wanting anyone to suspect much. They didn't say anything but I'm pretty sure they saw me, I literally walked in front of the TV so it wasn't that stealthy..

Walking out of the living room led you into the huge foyee of the house with the rounded staircase and a glass chandelier. You could definitely tell Namjoon's parents were loaded.

I fumbled about the place looking for Yoongi and heard a cough coming from the back porch.

He was stood outside the door, his blonde hair covering his eyes, a blue lighter in hand and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

I hate cigarettes but as much as I hate them it just made Yoongi look.. hot.. and part of me hated myself for that.

I opened the porch door and he turned round quickly flicking the cigarette from his mouth.

"I'm not a smoker."

"I never said you were a smoker."

Yoongi put the lighter back into his pocket, "It's just a bad habit when I'm anxious. Promise."

"Why.. are you anxious?"

He stepped forward towards me, "Jimin.. I.."

He looked so nervous. I don't think I'd ever seen Yoongi like that. I grabbed both his hands and he looked at me, those soft, gentle eyes that made me feel weak, messed with my head and I couldn't think straight.

"Jimin I think I-" I couldn't control myself. I pushed my lips onto his not caring about the tobacco taste. I was never like this, I felt.. dominant and I liked it. However, that didn't last long as Yoongi slid his hands round to my back and turned me around, pushing me against the back door of the house. He pushed back against my kiss, deepening it and it becoming more intimate.

I had to pull away to catch my breath, Yoongi's hands trailed up to cup my face, "Jimin, I like you."

W-wha.. WHAT?!

Like me.. what does that mean?! Is this a bad thing? This is probably a bad thing! But I think I like him too.. ARG!

"Jimin.. you're turning red"

"I know!" I snapped, only because I was surprised but quickly apologised, "I just.. well- I think like you too.. Yoongi."

"But you're scared."

"Of course I am! You would be too if you had extremely strict religious parents who don't care about your life.

"Well if they don't care then that's great" he smiled, "come live with me instead."

"R-really?" I grabbed his hands that were on my face, "would you save me from my parents."

"Jimin they aren't your parents, they literally control your life and you can't live like that. Stay with me and I'll teach you how to be strong and not care about others opinions." He hugged me and if felt so warm. I didn't realise it until Yoongi noticed but I started crying.

He kissed my check, "Let's go back inside and steal some food from Namjoon's kitchen yeah?

"Yeah." I smiled and we linked hands while walked back through the huge house.

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HI I'm so sorry for not updating in almost a year!!! I literally have no excuse for it either. Just didn't know where the story was going but I got so many lovely comments and I didn't want to leave it because I know how much everyone loves this story. Thank you so much for waiting and I'm sorry if this chapter is bad hopefully I've got over the writers block now and I can begin writing more chapters!!