6,500 Miles (YoongixReader)

Twenty Two;

I finished my shower as quickly as I could. All I could think about was spending some alone time with my boyfriend. In public. But, what if I embarrass him? He's used to being famous, he knows how to act. I don't. Why didn't I think about this before? The amount of pressure I felt right now was ridiculous considering we were only going for dinner. I tried my hardest to shake the thoughts away, but I couldn't. Okay, its fine, I'll just have to make sure I act right. 

I finished styling my hair as fast as possible, and went into Yoongi's room. Luckily, I had left some of my clothes here just in case I needed them. I was about to grab the nicest shirt I had over here, when I saw a garment bag on his bed. "For Y/N, please wear this tonight. -Yoongs.-" 

I unzipped the bag, revealing a red dress. There wasn't anything particularly special about it, but it was beautiful. I put it on quickly, and then panicked for half a second. Before noticing a shoe box to the right of the bag. I opened it up to find a pair of nude Louboutin pumps. They were gorgeous, I'd always wanted a pair, but they were too expensive for me. Of course, to Yoongi that was merely pocket change. I hesitated for a moment, I didn't want to ruin them. But I didn't have anything else to wear with the dress, besides my worn out Nikes. That obviously wouldn't work. So I slipped them on my feet, and glanced at myself in the mirror. 

I walked out of his room and down the hall. I didn't know where he was, so I just did a lap around the building. I was about to give up and call him, when I finally found him in his studio. As soon as I walked in, he turned around and looked me up and down.

"Oh wow. I wasn't sure about the dress because I thought it might be too plain, but you make it look absolutely beautiful." He said, his eyes didn't move from my body. 

"Thank you, but I think you went a little overboard on the shoes.." I said, looking at my feet and smiling. 

"Are they too much? I don't know much about women's fashion, but the lady at the store helped me. I'm sorry if you don't like them. I can buy you a different pair, if you'd like." He said, finally looking in my eyes.

"No, they're gorgeous, but how much did you spend on them? These shoes are expensive!" He quickly stood up, and closed the space between us, taking my hands in his. 

"Don't worry about stuff like that, I'm your boyfriend. Let me spoil you." He said, flashing that charming smile of his. "The driver is waiting outside for us, we better leave now if we want to make our reservations." 

He let go of one of my hands, and led me out of the building with the other. He helped me into the car, and sat down next to me. The driver took off towards whatever restaurant he was taking me to.  Knowing him, it was definitely going to be expensive. After 5 minutes of him staring at me, I gave in and looked at him. All traces of playfulness were completely gone. 

"You know, we might not even make it to the restaurant, gorgeous." He said, licking his lips. 

"As tempting as that sounds Yoongi, I'm starving, so you'll have to be patient." He rolled his eyes, and looked at his feet. 

"You and food. I can't compete." He pouted his lips, and wiped away an imaginary tear. 

"Sir, we're here." The driver said, stepping out of the car and opening Yoongi's door. He got out of the car, and waited for me, holding my hand. As soon as I stepped out, I was blinded by flashing lights. He pulled me closer to him, and let go of my hand, wrapping his arm around me. He leaned down and put his lips against my ear. 

"I'm sorry. A lot of celebrities come here, so there's always paparazzi." He whispered. "We'll just pose for a few photos, and then we can eat." He gave me a quick kiss on my forehead, and then we posed for pictures. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I sort of liked the attention, but I can't imagine this happening everywhere I went. 

We were seated in a nice private (for the most part) table, the restaurant itself was gorgeous. It felt surreal that someone like me was eating somewhere so fancy, but I guess I should get used to it. I mean, my boyfriend is literally famous all over the world.I always forget about that, because to me he's just Yoongi. The sweet, handsome, hard working man that loves me, and makes me feel special. 

"You don't know how happy I am right now. I finally get the chance to take you out and show you off. I'm the luckiest man in the world, and I just hope it's not too overwhelming for you. If you're not comfortable, next time we can just order in." He said holding my hand across the table. I couldn't contain my smile when he said things like that. In reality, I'm the lucky one. Our moment was interrupted by the waiter that walked up to our table. He was handsome, but not anything like Yoongi.

"Good evening Mr. Min, can I start you two off with drinks?" He asked keeping his eyes on Yoongi the whole time. 

"We'll take a bottle of your best wine. Thank you." He said, slipping some money in his hand. 

"Right away, sir." He slipped the money in his pocket and walked towards the bar. We didn't talk for a few minutes, just staring at each other. It was so easy to get lost looking at Yoongi. He finally broke the silence, pulling me from any thoughts I was having.

"You know, you inspired my verse in one of our new songs. It's my favorite on the next album." He smiled. 

"I did?" I've never inspired anyone before, it felt good. But I was still surprised. 

"Of course you did, I've never felt so strongly for anyone else before you. I'll play it for you whenever we're in the studio again." The rest of the night went smoothly, we just talked and enjoyed each others company. After we were finished eating, Yoongi paid for the food and led me to the door. 

We got in the car, and I felt my eyelids getting heavy. 

"Can I stay the night with you tonight?" He asked, pulling me closer so I could rest my head on his shoulder. 

"Of course. I was hoping you would." I said, yawning. I struggled to keep my eyes open the whole ride home. The restaurant was over 30 minutes from my house, so I ended up giving in and closing my eyes. 

When I woke up, we were half way down the hall to my front door. He set me down so I could find my keys. But we both stopped in our tracks when we saw my front door wide open.