The life of an idol (m.y.g)✅

⭐Chapter 19⭐

Y/N POV

~one week later~

It's early in the rainy afternoon when I make my way to the dance studio to practise the newest coregraphy on my own to focus more on little details of every movement. I put on a black mask to help me hide my identity and wait for the bus with a umbrella in hand to keep my dry.
It arrives soon and I take a seat way in the back, looking out the window to watch the high, modern buildings of the city if came to love go by.
It doesn't take long till I reach my stop and get off. The clouds make place for a few rays of sunshine to come through and warm my skin as I walk the rest of the way to the dance studio. But when I open the door there isn't the typical sunlight greeting my through the windows. The whole room is dimly lit by a pinkish light creating a romantic atmosphere throughout the wodden room. I walk around the edge of the wall, confused to why it is different than normally. My eyes land on the trail of rose petals, making a way to a heart completly made of those red-ish petals and pink lightbulbs around it. My eyes fill with tears of happiness when my gaze meets Yoongi's, who is standing in the heart with that cute gummy smile on his face. But he also seems nervous as he keeps scratching at his ears and fiddeling with his fingers. I take slow step towards him, a little smile making it's way onto my face as well.
Silently he watches me until I stand right infront of him, feet almost touching. My heart beats fast as he grabs a hold of my hands and strokes his thumb over the skin softly. "Y/N." He says quietly, looking into my eyes deeply. "We've known each other for 6 years now. You became my best friend and my family. After a while I wanted more than just friendship, I wanted to be the one that makes you happy and always stays by your side. But I failed in my plans and was a coward instead, afraid of not being loved back I sucked in my feelings and tried to forget these strong feelings. It's just... I can't anymore, I don't want to keep pushing you away to not fall even harder. For years you were the only one I ever loved so I ask you with all of my heart. Will you be my girlfriend?" His voice is so quiet it's almost only a soft whisper, but I still understand every sweet word being formed by his perfect lips. I can't hold the tears anymore, rolling down my cheeks and unto my neck. "Please don't cry" Yoongi pouts, drying my tears by pulling me into his arms. My tears soak a wet spot on his t-shirt but he doesn't seem to mind it. My body is getting floaded by warmth, and a feeling of home by the way he holds me like his live depends on it.
"Of course" I answer, muffeled by the fabric of his shirt.
My heart does a little jump as he pulls me even closer into his embrace, his hand coming up to stroke my hair in a comfortimg manner.
After a while we both pull away, now looking into each others eyes.
"Can I kiss you?" the cute devil infront of me asks blushing at his own words. A little giggle leaves my mouth as I answer "You don't have to ask Yoonglez" and smash my lips into his. His lips softly moving in sync with mine, I'm lost in another world. There's nothing else than just us, his lips, the soft touch of his hands around my neck. All of it sends me in a state of pure ecstasy, my head not functioning properly anymore. My whole body seems to be set on fire as his hands travel down to rest on my hips instead.
Hesitantly we both pull away in the need of air. Yoongi cups my cheeks with his big hands, squishing my cheeks slightly. "You're so cute baby but you're hot too" he whispers into my ear, his breath gosting across my cheek, making me shiver slightly. Our eyes meet and I drown in his warm, dark eyes and there's that little sparkle again. Now I recognise what it means. Love