Listen, Little Kitten [COMPLETE]

Thud.

You follow Yoongi out the room down to breakfast as he mutters something about Jungkook giving you driving lessons at some point, but your mind is to far in other places to really take it what he's saying.

You enter the kitchen together and silence falls across the room until the youngest breaks the silence with a wriggle of his eyebrows as he looks at you.
"I hear someone had a good time last night." He grinned as he stood and put his dishes in the sink. You're lost for words but notice Yoongi's gaze flits between you and Jungkook, he looks like a predator watching prey. Whats his problem this morning?

Jimin stands with Jungkook and walks over to you. He looks right at Yoongi and wraps his right hand around the back of your neck pulling you close.
"If you get bored with the boss man you can always come see me ya'know." He smirks and before you can register what's happened Jimin's grip had been ripped from you and Yoongi has him against the wall, his shirt gripped tightly in his fist.
"Touch her again, you're fucking dead Park Jimin."
"Wwoooooo someone's serious!" He hollers with a grin as he holds his hands up in a submissive way.
"Try me kid. I'll bust your pretty face and you'll never get laid ever again in your fucking life you little shit."

You can't bare to watch it anymore and intervene, you put your hand on Yoongi's arm and one on Jimin's chest trying to prise them apart.
"Yoongi Stop! He's only doing it to her a rise from you! He's just messing with you!" He grunt pushing him off of Jimin before he really does hurt him.

"Yn don't worry. It wouldn't be the first time he's beat me up, we all know what we're getting into when we wind him up. Although I didn't think he'd flip quite like that. You must really be something else in that bedroom kiddo..." he chuckles shaking his shoulders and adjusting his crumpled t shirt.

Yoongi's pov.
"-you really must be something else in that bedroom kiddo..." and all he could see was red. Who had the sheer cheek to speak to his girlfriend like that?

Thud.

Before he could contain his temper he'd punched Jimin straight in the jaw sending him reeling backwards into Yn as she gasped and grabbed him to stop him going right over.

"Yoongi!" She said shocked and he shrugged. No one spoke to his kitten that way, especially one of his own boys. He turned to the rest of the room.
"ANYONE ELSE HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY ABOUT LAST NIGHT?!" He hollered and they all fell to silence with straight faces apart from Yn who looked like she wanted the ground to swallow her up. That amused him a little, as she stood there covering her face with her hands because the entire room was thinking about her hollering last night.

Embarrassing her was quite entertaining, now all eyes were on them he decided to amuse himself some more. He walked over to her, took hold of her wrists and backed her up against the wall.

Yn's pov
You wanted to die. Or just be anywhere apart from here. All eyes were on you as he backed you right up to the wall.
"So while we have their attention would you like to tell them or shall I?" He asked with an evil look on his face.
"I d-don't know what you're on about." You mutter glancing over his shoulder at the boys who all look confused.

After a moment of silence he grinned at you and spoke loudly.
"So guess what boys?" His eyes never leaving yours.
"She's not a virgin anymore."

You want to hit him.
And punch him.
And scream.
And hit him some more, but all you can do is close your eyes and mutter.
"Oh god Yoongi shut up."

"I KNEW IT! I knew you were going to be the one who took it. Ugh I'm so jealous." Taehyung grumbled as he viciously stabbed at his breakfast with the fork and they all started slamming humongous amounts of money on the table because of the bet they placed. Yoongi continued to pin you to the wall as he kissed you a few times.
"You're such a good girl." He grinned before letting you go and walking over the the table, grabbing the huge pile of money and dumping it in your arms.

"Wha-"
"It's yours. I don't need it and I didn't have sex with you to win this bet, if have done it either way. They moneys yours baby. Buy yourself a car or something."

You'd never seen this amount of money in your life. It was heavy, how much was even in your arms right now? You gingerly carry it to Yoongi's room and dump it on his desk as wads fall onto the floor and into the trash can next to it and he looks up from the bed at you.
"You're virginity earned you so much your practically throwing it away."
"I...don't even know what do to with this amount of money. I can't put it in my bank! They'll think it's weird if all this randomly turns up in my account..."
"Then just keep it as cash and no one will be any wiser. Leave it there, I'll sort it later and put it in the safe but for now we really need to get going."
"Yoongi? Don't punch Jimin again okay?"
"I make no promises. He deserved it." He snapped getting off the bed and slipping his black and red Nike high tops on paired with some blue ripped jeans and a white t shirt. He wasn't wearing black and it was oddly attractive to see him in colours.