Names Of Ink |Min Yoongi| *discontinued*

7

I gasp loudly, the warm feeling of his breath as he talked hit my neck causing me to shiver.

Min Yoongi, the man whom I had come to realise as my grouchy, non-affectionate soulmate, was currently cuddling me in his own bed. I didn't know whether he realised what he was doing or whether he was still asleep. I did know however that I was now in a state of absolute shock that I was completely still.

Just in one action I had forgotten all about the food that had sat downstairs waiting for us both. All that was on my mind was the situation I was in.

"What.." I start, eyes still wide, my hand still clutched onto Yoongi's arm that is wrapped around my waist. "What the hell do you think you're doing!" I yell, snapping out of the shock I had originally been in. I struggle to lift the males arm, however he didn't budge, rather he grumbled and dug his face closer to my neck.

"Let go of me!" My yelling was nothing but a failing attempt to get out of his hold. He grumbled again, feeling my body squirm next to his. I was clearly annoying him. Next thing I knew, his arms shot off me and he had sat up, causing me to fall with a loud thud.

"Stop being so loud, girl." Yoongi is now looking down at me with bored, tired eyes. "Can't you just calm down for one second without yelling?" He asks, shoving his good hand down to help me up. Without a word, I grab his hand and sat back on the bed, keeping my distance from the male.

He sighs and runs a hand through his messy hair, I hadn't really noticed how attractive he was until now. However that wasn't my focus, I watched him as he inspected his bandaged hand then observed his room. His eyes traveled everywhere, not a corner or object left unseen. He hums slightly then looks at me.

"Did Seokjin do this?" He asks pointing to his hand and the now clean room. I panic for a second, realising that I didn't want him to know that I had helped. For some reason, I didn't want him to figure that out at all.

"Yeah" I breathe, breaking eye contact. Again, Yoongi hums and eyes the red stained bandage. "I'll have to thank him later" I nod at that and remember what I had originally come up here for.

Shaking my head, I stand up and walk towards the door, leaving a hand resting on the handle. "Dinner is nearly ready. I suggest you come down soon and eat with us, you haven't eaten all day" and with that, i left the room, making my way down to the table that was being filled with various dishes.

Jimin was the first to notice my appearance in the dining room and rushed towards me. "How did it go? Is Yoongi coming down to eat with us?" His eyes grow wide in anticipation. I laugh at his antics, knowing that the other younger boys will soon come to join in on Jimin's curiosity.

"It went.. okay. I told him about it and he's awake now. Whether he comes down to eat with us or not is another thing" satisfied with that answer, he walks off. I shake my head and continue on to see Jin. I wanted to make sure that he could play along with what I had told Yoongi.

Of course, he was still in the kitchen, bustling around doing different things.

"Hey, Jin? Do you have a moment? Or at least a moment to listen, you don't have to stop. You seem.. busy" I laugh lightly. He stops and turns to face me.

"Oh, Yeona. Of course, what is it?" He wipes his hands on a tea towel and leans back against the bench. "Is something bothering you?" He asks, tilting his head, his eyebrow raised in question.

"No, no, nothing like that" I start. "It's just.. earlier I tidied and bandaged up Yoongi's hand, along with his room" Jin hums, gesturing for me to continue on. I look down and chuckle awkwardly. "And then I may or may not have told him that you did it because I didn't want him to know it was me" I finish, smiling shyly up at him.

He doesn't say anything, but rather pushes himself off the bench as he walks towards me.

"As much as I would love to help you out there, you should have told me this quicker." Confused, I look up. However his eyes wasn't on me, but rather in the doorway to the kitchen. Where the tired male I had just mentioned stood, staring at me with big eyes.

"Oh, Yoongi.. fancy seeing you here"