1% [Min Yoongi x male reader]

Seven

I just want you guys to know that you and Yoongi will have a kinda love/hate relationship for now.
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(M/n)'s p.o.v.
It took a while before the yelling stopped. I hid under my covers, only hoping Yoongi would make Taejin leave. After a few shouts and growls and a lot of banging, the door finally slammed, hinting that one of the two had left. I could only hope it was Taejin and not Yoongi.

I could hear footsteps coming down the hall, making me shrink into the mattress. The loud thump of footsteps made my senses peak and I was positive that my pheromones were strong enough to take out a whole army of Alphas. The door creaked open and the footsteps neared the bed, peaking the sent I was letting off. I let out a whimper as the blanket is pealed away from my head. A pair of hands pulls me up and I am embraced.

My face landed in the crook of his neck, his smell invading my nostrils. 'Yoongi.' He had a deep forest smell, a hint of mint chocolate present. I could also smell a little bit of caramel.

Yoongi's hands held me close as I let out a involuntary whimper, making my cheeks flush. His head dropped into the crook of my neck, his breath hot and fast, as if he was panting, making me feel more at ease as he sat there holding me.

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Yoongi's p.o.v. (Bet you didn't see that coming!)

I took a deep breath, inhaling that sweet sent of my omega. I ignored the ache of my back and my busted lip.

Only he matters.

(M/n) whimpered, making me hold him tighter. The mere thought of loosing the one I love most was driving me insane.  I was glad Nari forgot her toy, or else my omega would be lost forever, and I wouldn't be able to live with myself knowing that Nari wouldn't have any parents. It killed me on the inside, making me pull (M/n) closer if even possible.

I inhaled sharply, feeling something wet drip down my face. 'Why the fuck am I crying?'

I couldn't hold it in any longer, and I finally broke down in my omegas arms, crying like a baby at the thought of loosing him. I didn't want to loose him. I couldn't loose him. As angry as I am, I can't hate him. He is my omega. I couldn't stand it.

He clutched my shirt while I sat there with him in my lap, his head buried in the crook of my neck.

"Y-you idiot! How could you let someone in like that?!" I said, pulling away. He looked at me like a deer in headlights. "Just how could you trust someone like that?! With no shame? Inviting him into your home? What if I didn't show up in time, and he managed to break down that door?! What if he marked you?! W-what if he... he... what if he took you away from me? I can't loose you. I just can't." The last park came out in a hoarse whisper, making him tear up.

His bottom lip quivered and his eyes glossed over with tears. He trembled in my arms as he tried to speak.

"Y-Yoongi I'm-." I cut him off, enveloping his lips with mine. Oh how I loved to kiss him. He tasted sweet, almost like candy. But sweeter than that. Tears streamed down his face, his hands trembled against my chest. I pushed him down into the mattress, kissing him tenderly as one hand held his thigh, the other on his cheek. I left his lips for a moment, looking into his eyes. "Please. Please don't leave me. Please (M/n)."

He smiled softly. Oh god that smile. His hands found their way onto my cheeks as he hiccuped cutely while he cried. His soft lips pecked mine tenderly, making me leaned into his touch. If only he knew the amount of power he held over me.

"I promise you, I'm not going anywhere."

I smiled softly and buried my face into the crook of his neck. His sweet smell filled the air, making me sleepy.  My arms wrapped around him as I laid on top of him, listening to his steady heartbeat as he played with my hair.

We used to do this all the time, before I realized he was my mate. Whenever I was upset, we would cuddle and he would play with my hair, making me sleepy and I would often spend the night because I fell asleep on him.

"Yoongi?"

"Yeah."

(M/n) shuffles, adjusting our position. The next few words that left his mouth almost made me fall off the bed.

"Mark me."