*CURRENTLY ON HOLD*
Your family splits in half and your father finds a new woman to love. The first encounter with your new "family" is something totally unexpected. It's him, he is too much to handle. You know deep down it's so wrong, but he makes...
"Y/N WAIT!" A voice screamed from behind me, but I didn't bother to listen. I started sprinting to God knows where, before a large hand grasped my wrist and slammed me into him, Yoongi. "Please stop." He panted for breath resting one hand on my lower back the other stroking my head against his chest.
I couldn't stop myself from balling in his arms. I crumbled against his strong hold. God I'm so over crying from Taehyung, but something about Yoongi has always given the type of understanding to my struggles without even asking what they are, "I can't do it anymore Yoongi!" I cried covering my face with my hands.
"Let it out, stop holding it in." He spoke calmly swaying us side to side on the street corner.
"He just keeps pushing me out because he doesn't want me, then pulling me in because he needs me for the smallest time! He uses that stupid Jennie girl as his excuse why he can't love me! You don't see me using my past relationships that always failed to stop my feelings for him!"
"I know y/n."
"My heart can't take it anymore! It's like he doesn't realize it breaks me! It hurts so bad Yoongi! I don't know what to do!" My voice was beginning to raise.
"Shh." He hushed into my ear to calm me down because people were beginning to stare.
"I loved him." I muttered quietly
"Loved?" He questioned my past tense choice of words.
"Yes. I can't let him do it anymore. I still love him, but I can't let myself. I need him to stop making me feel things for him! It's like a form of manipulation at this point."
"Alright, alright. Let's just head back to my car. I'll take you home." Yoongi sighed feeling the pain radiate from me to his heart. He hates always having to save you from your heartbreak. He just wants to see you happy again like when you first met each other.
"Yoongi I don't want to go home," I pushed away slightly looking into his dark brown eyes, "can I come home with you?" Without another word Yoongi wiped the tears from my face looking down on me. There was a sad smile that crept onto his features before he spoke.
"If that's what you want."
"It is." Another tear falling down my cheek. He grabbed my hand squeezing it tight slowly walking us back to the restaurant. It was silent but occasionally he would squeeze my hand again or run his thumb over my knuckles. He just understands.
As we came to the front of the restaurant all the boys were standing together consoling Taehyung who was still in tears. His whimpers could be heard from where I was and I just looked right at Yoongi who shook his head.
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"It shouldn't be this hard to love someone if you truly want it." He mumbled wrapping his arm over my shoulder pulling me closer.
*At Yoongi's house* The moment we walked in I felt some sort of relief. My shoulders slumped and I was silent for the first few hours before Yoongi suggested we go watch some kdrama in his room to just hang low for the night. As I changed into a pair of his basketball shorts and a baggy T-shirt, I got under the covers. Not allowing me to keep distance this time around he pulled me closer so my head still in the pillows.
Once a few episodes were over and tv was turned off it was getting pretty late and we were both tired from the previous lunch drama. As Yoongi closed his eyes I couldn't help but let my mind run crazy all the situations that happened, if they could have been prevented, why my life is like this. There wasn't going to be any sleep for me tonight.
I rolled over to see Yoongi now looking down on me, "Can't sleep?" His deep sleepy voice rang through the silent room.
"Something like that." I sighed closing my eyes attempting to relax.
"Want to try that distraction method?" He slyly replied pulling me more into his body.
"W-what.." I stuttered that phrase oddly ringing a bell.
*FLASH BACK* "Were you worried Jungkook was going to make a move on me tonight?" I asked staring at his side profile as he drove, "Because honestly.. I wouldn't protest the distraction after tonight." *OVER*
"Yoongi..." I said quietly before he placed his large hand against my cheek planted a soft, sweet kiss on my lips. It slowly grew into more as he pulled my hips up to straddle his stomach. His hands cautiously wandered under the shirt I was wearing as he was reading all my body language for any sign of discomfort. His cold hands having contrast with my hot skin I melted into it. Everything that happened today flew out the window as he gripped my waist hard making me grunt.
"We don't have to do this if it will make things worse." He whispered pressing our foreheads together.
"Make me feel something good Yoongi." I crashed my lips onto his again pleading this time as he reversed our roles him now hovering over me.
Yoongi quickly took back control over the kiss making it more sensual and loving instead of the sloppy rough kind I used. There was a split moment where he hesitated to strip me, but once his shirt was over my head he smirked into the kiss trailing it down my neck, "God y/n, V doesn't deserve you." He growled before pulling his own T-shirt off. Hot skin against skin was sending shivers of anticipation down my spine. In a moment of impatience I unclamped my bra pulling him closer but he slowly pulled back making eye contact, "hey slow down there tiger." He laughed, "I'm not her to just ram you baby." Yoongi smiled stroking my cheek slowly, "Tonight we are making love."
___________________________ Y'all dying?
Okay me too!
ALSO CAN WE TALK ABOUT MIN FREAKING YOONGI'S SIDE PROFILE LIKE WTF DUDE
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