Fxcking Friends ⇒Yoongi x Reader

Chapter 31

Yoongi P.O.V

It was the day after graduation, you know what that means? Prom.

I don't know whether to be happy that I'm prom king. Or annoyed, knowing that I'm going to have to socialise continuously throughout the night.
Y/n decided to get ready at F/n's home with some of F/n's other friends too, she has been there the majority of the day- this has left me to try and tidy myself up. I combed my hair throughly and prayed it would stay styled throughout the night. I dressed in the suit I purchased and I then attempted to pick a pair of matching earrings. I found some plain-ish looking ones while I slid on the bracelet Y/n bought me.
I checked myself out in the mirror, hoping I looked like prom king material. I pouted thinking about what socks to wear.

A few minutes later, I had completed my outfit and gathered my phone plus my money. I set off into the chilly evening weather; stuffing my hands deeply in my pockets.

It didn't take long for me to arrive at the venue to see Y/n waiting at the entrance. She was wearing a sort of deep indigo-ish coloured dress that looked as if it cost at least 2 decently priced cars. Her hair was curled and fancy- she looked flawless.

Looking taken back when she noticed me staring, Y/n waved shyly towards me.
"Wow, Yoongi! You look so handsome!" She excitedly spoke. The music was so loud inside that even outside she had to shout to be heard.
I got down to her ear level to speak into her ear in order for me to be heard.
"You look beautiful, let's head in." I smiled and noticed her blushing- my heart- I can't handle the cuteness.
We entered and we were immediately pulled aside by some students who were helping to organize the prom. They placed crowns on our heads and told us to get ready for a 'grand entrance.'

"As your prom king I demand you tell us what this grand enterance is." I said half joking half serious. One guy just patted our shoulders, gave us microphones and said the words 'rip it up'-I scowled at this.
Y/n looked too ecstatic for her own good; once we were told to enter through some curtain she even squealed.
One of our songs suddenly started blasting out from the speakers of the venue and all heads turned towards us. Pressure much?
"Prom King: Min Yoongi and Prom Queen: Y/n" A random announcer voice boomed through the speakers. We just stood and waved awkwardly at everyone. God do they hate us again already?
Upon our weird entrance cheers were loud and actually encouraging. Everyone was signalling for us to rap. Y/n, who was so obviously whipped up in the excitement started to rap along. I followed along with her, extremely awkwardly, but people seemed to dig it.

After the song we were told to go and take photos. Y/n dragged me towards the photo booth and forced me to do some 'not-very-swag' poses.

"The prom king and queen will take the first dance, everyone gather round the dance floor." An announcer called.
I immediately froze. Dance? Are you kidding me? I looked to Y/n with wide eyes- she looked just as shocked as me. We rigidly stammered over to the middle of the dance floor.

"Can you dance?" I spoke to her.
"Is dancing the same as throwing up gang signs?" She said nervously.
"Sometimes I guess?" I sighed as we stared at one another waiting for music to start. Some kind of pop ballad began to sound out the previous loud-volume-hype music.
My trembling hand placed onto Y/n's waist whilst the other rested on her shoulder. She smiled awkwardly to me and hung her arms round my neck. Fuck, we were so close to each other. She began to sway side to side to the music. The rest of the students at prom began to clap whilst we tried to dance semi-normally. I peered over Y/n's shoulder and saw F/n cheering and videoing us. I scrunched my nose at her then turned my attention back to Y/n.
"Y/n, when we become famous idols there is no way I'm dancing." I spoke pretty adamantly.
She laughed and hummed agreement.
Others slowly made their way over to the dance floor too. I began to feel more comfortable and I loosened up a little as Y/n came a bit closer in our embrace. I looked into her eyes.

I'm such a pussy- that day in the rain I should have kissed her. Why didn't I? I was scared. Scared of loosing a friend like her but to me I have to admit she's so much more than just a friend. In my years of school, I spent my time by myself just writing lyrics, producing beats and basketball. Until she showed up; almost out of nowhere. Y/n has given so much hope and so many memories. Her and I will become professional music artists I believe it. She's been the light in my life- she even convinced my parents my music was worth my time. She's incredible.

I leant closer to her face...And closer... And just a bit closer... A little closer... Slightly more closer... The tiniest bit closer... And then just a millimeter closer... A nanometer closer...

Until I crashed my lips into hers. She froze up with shock until she began to smile into the kiss. God if this isn't utopia, what is?

We breathlessly released each other.
"Finally." We smiled and sighed at the same time.

I've made my decision.

"Y/n, will you be my girlfriend?" I gazed deeply into her eyes I was probably a blushing mess.

She was silent. Almost conflicted-looking.

"Yoongi? I-" She began speaking.

"I mean, you can be both my best friend and girlfriend right? And we'll always look out for each other. I know you're hesitant but we can take it slow and this will work." I paused.
"Y/n, I know we don't wanna throw our dream away but I really want you to be my girlfriend." I found myself rambling to her and becoming flustered.

She held my hands and pecked my lips.

"Of course, Yoongi. I'm so happy!" She hugged me tightly.

A/n: Is this too cheesy?
Idek.