Erotica- Yoongi [18+]

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"Yoongi, wait!" Her giggles were so shallow. Barely able to even come out as she continued to laugh alongside the man who already had her body pulled into one of the rooms lingering within the house. The same house that belonged to Namjoon. Seeing as though the man thought it'd be fun to host the party instead of having Yoongi do it.

"Just close your eyes, kitten. . . huh?" Yoongi watched as she did so. Even if her stance was stiff enough to let him know that she was nervous. Seeing as though the man was always so unpredictable. Doing things that would have her heart racing each time he did so. All while the chocolates of her eyes round in complete adoration.

And she could feel the way he moved from where she stood. All tensed up and confused. But his hands were just as delicate as before, the second they brushed against her neck. Putting on a necklace to pair with the one already clad on her skin. The one that she had cherished so much. And the one that had his initial dangling from the end of it as Yoongi voiced out an amused open your eyes.

But all that was to come from the gesture was her laughter. Laughter that could cure any inch of pain in his soul almost instantly as the softness of her fingers took hold of the fresh necklace lying against her skin.

"Yoongi!" He loved how playful she was. Having heard his name be said like that more times than he himself could ever be able to remember as she slapped a playful hand across his chest. Taking sight of the cat charm hanging from the silver chain. Looking all too amusing to her gaze that just barely met his own.

"Oh come on, kitten. . . I know you like it." She did. Liked it but loved it even more as the heaviness of his palms pressed her waist up against the bedroom door. Earning yet another one of her giggles that somehow felt so necessary each time they'd leave her lips. Holding all that adoration. And all that love she had for the man himself.

"Thank you, baby." Ming didn't know what to say. Unable to suppress the continuous swarming of butterflies going off in her stomach as the man caught her lips. Knowing that the girl loved him for everything he did for her. Whether it be silly. Or whether it be so sentimental between the two of them. Because even with something as comedic as a cat necklace, Ming still felt that connection. A connection that had her kisses turning into nothing more than smiles each time the man could do so much as smirk against her skin.

And right now, the memory had never been so fresh in Yoongi's mind as he stands in his bathroom with the same necklace lying within his palms. Having received it from the doctor on the night everything happened. Everything that brought him to a stage of guilt so heavy that the man could barely breathe on certain days.

But no level of music could distract him from his thoughts as he placed the necklace back in his bathroom drawer. Knowing that someone was bound to be looking for him amongst the endless crowds of people lingering in his home. Even if he could barely recognize half the faces that surrounded him. Too uncaring to ever pay attention to who really was there in his private space as he ran his thumb across his nose. Clearing his throat as he does so, only to put on his same facade that he would portray to the world around him. Because it was easier that way. Easier to survive by wearing a mask.

"You seem tense, hyung. . ." He could see Namjoon take place beside him. All while the thickness of his grey locks stayed sculpted in the most delicious raven state. And all with some random girl on his side. One that he'd use for just the night. And the night only.