Fxcking Friends ⇒Yoongi x Reader

Chapter 27

Yoongi and I decided to celebrate at a nearby restaurant. Not a super fancy place but a nice and comfortable one.
We ordered our food with the cheesiest grins on our faces. We sat at a table near the window.
"You are so good, Yoongi," I smiled at him.
"Hmm?" He teased.
"Your rapping was perfect." I laughed at his proud smirk.
We seem to be caught in our own little bubble of happiness.
"Now the one who should really be complimented is my very own project partner." He chuckled making me shy.
"I'm so bad at receiving praise..." I complained.
"Seriously though, I can't get the image of your face lit up with the spotlight, spitting pure fire, out of my head." Yoongi looked down at the table smiling.
"You think we should go underground, don't you?" I asked admiring his joy.
"Yes. I actually talked to a venue manager, over the phone, a week ago..."  He grinned uncontrollably.
"I'm up for it." I gave him a thumbs up.
He replied with a gummy smile.
Not long after our food was placed in front of us.
We savaged it like it was the best thing we'd ever tasted.
Comfortable silence sat between us however I could sense Yoongi trying to speak up.
"Can I ask why you froze up on the second song?" Yoongi's eyes shone with concern.
"I saw my youngest brother, Moonbin." I frowned feeling as if I put a weight on the atmosphere.
"Ah, and?" Yoongi peered up at me.
"That's it. I saw him and he exited the room." I told him.
"Worry about that later." Yoongi dodged the heavy atmosphere.

We were having some random conversation, when I noticed, I actually had no idea what he was talking about.
I was just admiring his gaze and passion in whatever he was blabbering on about. I nodded at the end of each sentence captivated in his eyes. I couldn't look away from him.
"So you're allowing me to sleep in your room?" Yoongi chimed as I caught to the conversation.
"Wait what?" I froze. What did I agree to?
"You agreed with me how lonely it is at night... you nodded." He explained his eyebrow raised in curiosity.
I can't sleep in the same bed with him. Not now. I'm too...
Sensitive?
After seeing him on the stage with me everything felt perfect... I don't want to ruin today with something stupid I might do in bed.
Plus even if I resist the urge to make out with him, my face will probably heat up as red as a tomato.
"I mean we've slept together before... so no problems right?" Yoongi tried to persuade.
"Stop being so soft..." I whined at his cute pout.
"Huh? Is that a yes I hear?" Yoongi teased.
We have done it before. What was it 4? Or 5 times? I don't know. But if we take in consideration all the times then there's a 1/5 chance we will have sex.
I remain silent at his question in thought.
"Okay. Just for nostalgia..." I agreed.
"You make it sound like we're old." Yoongi narrowed his eyes teasingly. "Yay!" He said lighthearted almost sounding sarcastic.
"Yeah yeah...dessert?" I wondered.
"I'll order for us." Yoongi nodded and stood then made his way to the bar.
I didn't even tell him what I'd like to have.
A few minutes past and Yoongi sheepishly sat back at our table.
I didn't question his weird demeanour. I just waited in suspicion of his surprise.
"Here you go... enjoy!" The waiter placed a giant sized sundae between us.
"Are you serious?"  Yoongi's eyes glistened with excitement as I questioned his sanity.
"You don't even like sweet stuff that much!" I chuckled at him.
Yoongi grabbed a spoon and filled it with ice cream.
"How are we going to finish all of this?" I sighed.
"Shush." Yoongi shoved the spoon loaded with ice cream in my mouth.
Cold.
"Brain freeze," I complained holding my head.
Yoongi laughed at me struggling.
Long story short, we finished the dessert. We were extremely full. We paid and left. I could tell there was something up with Yoongi... my guess was a massive sugar high.
His gummy smile would not vanish. Wouldn't his mouth hurt with all that smiling?
"Y/n stop." He whined like a kid.
I froze from walking.
I heard him quickly stomp his feet behind me.
"Woah!" I shouted.
I felt his weight on my back. He'd managed to make me piggy back him.
"Let's go!" Yoongi cheered playing with my hair.
I laughed at his change in personality but figured it was just one of his many sides.
Talking complete nonsense, Yoongi rode on my back till we got home.
"Game?" Yoongi tilted his head towards me as we entered our home.
"No way, I'm so tired." I reasonably declined.
"We can have a sitting down game!" Yoongi said grabbing my wrists. We got ready for bed.
He's so hyper, the sugar has invaded his head.
Yoongi dragged me to my bedroom where we sat on the bed.
"Okay I'll start." He paused as he sat criss-cross on the duvet. "Would you rather, have a best friend or a boyfriend?" He innocently pouted.
"For fucks sake. Would you rather? Seriously!" I complained as he smiled sheepishly. "Go to sleep." I tapped the back of his head.
He puffed out his cheeks and laid next to me. He kept making complaints quietly.
"You're so cute." I mumbled to him.
In the corner of my eye I could see his ears redden.
He's blushing.
To be honest I pretty much know he likes me as more than a friend... There have been way too many risqué situations for this to be one sided love.
However I doubt our likeness in each other.
Is it what we really should feel?
I have put him in lots of danger before.
Shouldn't we just stay as friends?
I've said that a lot to myself.
But at the same time...
How long can we hold back?
"Goodnight Yoongs." I whispered turning off the bedside lamp.
I heard a muffled reply back and then a continuation of snores.