𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙨 ⏤𝕓𝕥𝕤

m.yg | rap battle

Pairing: m.yoongi x f.reader

Genre: comedy

Length: o.4k

Prompts:

●"If I win, you do the dishes for a week"

●"It's okay to cry"

●"I thought you were dead"

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Time and time again, you get yourself in situations with Yoongi that just prove how your own competitiveness can rival Jungkook's. Today was supposed to be a day of relaxation with your 'dearest friend', Min Yoongi, expect it no longer is and it's all because you couldn't keep your mouth shut over who was the better rapper.

Every time you had asked Yoongi to give you a sample of what he was capable of he always refused and you didn't know whether to admire him for being humble or sneer at his teasing smirk. It's his own little secret even though he has regular gigs in the underground, rapping to multiple people and a growing fandom. Many times, you've attempted to sneak into the venue and hear his rapping for yourself but there's always a stupid bouncer that's been requested to specifically keep you out, all at the request of a Min Yoongi.

This was sort of your way of getting to hear his skills voluntarily by him, even though your manipulating the situation in the background.

"If I win, you do the dishes for a week," you grin with mischief, knowing that he absolutely despises the chore, evidence being the grimace that overcomes his features for a brief moment before a knowing smirk overtakes his worry.

There was nothing for him to worry about and after you provide your side of your rap battle, he knows he's scored an easy win. If only it was this easy in the underground.

"Try and beat that," you cross your arms with a pout as he perches himself back on the couch and leans back to display the most relaxed posture he's demonstrated yet today only to spit out burning rhyme after burning rhyme as your jaw slackens more and more until Yoongi's sure it's fully unhinged. For your side of the battle, you had relied on a pre-existing rap done by Nicki Minaj that you had memorised due to your obsession with the song, however, his was entirely original and thought up on the spot because it was diss after diss after diss specific to you. Yoongi wants to congratulate you on your fairly decent delivery of the rap but he eventually settles for a sarcastic form of comfort.

"It's okay to cry~" he coos as you slump into the opposite couch with a shocked and disappointed expression before you completely allow your body to collapse into the furniture, almost wanting to blend into the leather and not have to face your week's worth of punishment. "Hey, (y/n)..." Yoongi calls, "what are you doing acting dead?"

There was a brief poke that pressed into the pudginess of your cheek, "I know you've lost but there's no need to act like it's the end of the world..." stubbornly, you didn't respond and eventually received a sigh in response to your silence.

"I guess I'll just have to eat my celebratory lamb skewers all by myself then," this was his common trick to bring you out of your regular stubborn strops and, despite knowing this, you open your eyes and reach out to him with a shout anyway.

"I thought you were dead," he raises a brow as a ghost of a smile tugs at the edges of his lips.

"I changed my mind," you firmly state, hands on your hips.

"You just wanted to eat lamb skewers..." he pulls a dark glare that would have had your knees collapsing underneath you if you didn't already know that it was a fake stare of anger.

"I love you Yoongi~" you coo, latching onto his arm as he scoffs and continues to walk out, grumbling despite the smile on his lips.