If You Love Me

Chapter 23: Skeleton in the closet

It's been weeks since Subin's showed her face around the hotel lobby. Your aunt mentioned to you the day after the balcony incident that she checked out. Yet, still knowing that Subin is gone, you can't help but have a hunch that something is amiss.

You shiver at the cool sensation running down your wrist. When you snap out of thought, you see Yoongi beaming brightly at you. "What is it you're thinking so hard about, Y/N?" He drawls, tapping your nose lightly.

Without control over your own melting heart, you grin back. "Work is so hard you know. I want to leave." You mumble, gaze venturing past the windows and outside into the town ahead.

A shadow of slyness hovers over Yoongi's mischievous expression. "Hmm... Should we then?"

Your eyes swell. "What?"

His lips arch into an irresistibly gummy smile.

"Don't give me that look." As your cheeks begin to swell with heat, your hand attempts to disguise the embarrassment. It isn't until a wave of warmth pulses through your palm when you stop.

Yoongi slowly lowers your quaking hand, his slanted feline orbs of perfection sliding into view first. Once your champagne cheeks have been re-exposed all over again, Yoongi coos a little. You can no longer suppress the smile aching to climb up your lips and slap his shoulder sheepishly. "Jeez..."

He wiggles his brows and drops his voice into a whisper. "C'mon let's get out of here. What do you say?"

You angle towards him, scanning the room briefly. A large smile breaks out onto your face as you place your hand into his. "Just once." You wink.

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The two of you leave the hotel and walk down the road to a cozy little cafe. Even after retrieving your drinks you can't help but notice how Yoongi's charcoal concerned-filled eyes concentrate mercilessly on you.

Lowering your drink from your lips, you pause. "Yoongi... Why do you keep staring at me?"

His ears go fiery engine red and lips curl into a sheepish grin. He sinks deeper into his seat, averting his gaze. "It's because you're so pretty..."

Now, you find yourself blushing. Yoongi chuckles. "So my words do make you blush?"

You nibble on your plastic straw. "You better shut up or blushing won't be the only thing I do." You playfully warn.

Yoongi hedges forward in his seat, elbow propping his chin up on the table. He flashes his gummy smile, a knowing look in his eye. "And how are you going to make me shut up Lee Y/N?" He dares. 

You continue with his little game, placing your hand on his and dropping your voice into a seductive whisper. "Maybe... By causing some trouble?"

"Trouble? What kind of trouble could you cause?" He snorts.

"Well..." You trail, fingers steadily moving from his hand to his dress shirt. They undo the first button and loop around the next. Yoongi's body tenses. "I could for example, do this."

For the flicker of the moment, Yoongi's expression molds into a confused one as your hand grips his collar. A cage of butterflies trapped within his stomach soar freely and contently as your lips glide onto his.

The kiss begins sweetly, your lips fitting into his like a missing puzzle piece. Your hand softly dances from your side up the rounds of his cheeks, which are pumping guiltily in cherry-desire. Feeling the smile on your lips, Yoongi croons gingerly under your bewitchment. A quick shiver jolts down his spine as he gnaws on your bottom lip longingly, treasuring your every movement in response.