𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬 • 𝐦𝐲𝐠 ✔︎

~10~

"The situation is too good to be true"

"fuck off!!" He yelled as she playfully slapped his shoulder. She pushed him as he landed on the other side of the bed.

"I am coming..." she walked towards the door, opening it.

"hey!" she spoke her voice full of excitement.

"hey there, I just downloaded this new app, wanna go check it out.." he spoke not even realizing Yoongi is also in the room. She frowned moving herself aside revealing Yoongi who is laying on the bed.

"b-boss..? what are you doing here..?"

"better question what are you doing here..?" Yoongi asked back, stating back looking quite annoyed, Taehyung quickly nodded

"don't worry I'll just go play with jimin, if he wants to, bye..." he talked quickly as he closed the door after him. She looked back at him

"why did you do that....?" she walked to the bed sitting on the edge

"do what...?"

"looking at him like you want to murder him..." she spoke, allowing him to get out of bed.

"because he ruined my mood..."

"what mood..?" she asked as he headed to the balcony, opening the glass door.

"the mood of me fucking you..." he casually said

"you can't just say shit like that.." she followed him to the balcony, her hand dangling off the rail. She looked over at Yoongi and was quite shocked by what she saw. There he was his hand also dangling off the rail but the other, he was holding a cigarette, letting the smoke come out of his mouth. At first she found it really attractive but she snapped out of it.

"hey.." she placed her hand on his lightly caressing it, stopping him from smoking. He turned around facing her, his face was confused.

"you smoke..?" her voice of full of worry but mostly disappointment. He didn't say anything, he looked back at the view nodding lightly.

"how long for..?" she was even shocked by her own question

"two years..." he's not focusing on her, his attention is elsewhere, he's not focused at all! All of a sudden she moved herself in between his hands from underneath, now she's in his embrace.

"what are you doing..." he backed off a little, but she kept still

"stop.."

"what..?"

"stop smoking..." he laughed, lightly placing his hands through his hair

"why would I do that..?"what the hell do I do now..? I can't just let him smoke like that, not anymore

"Okay, can I have one then..?" she asked placing her hand out for him to give her a cigarette. His eyes frowned

"no.."

"why...? I want one.."

"no, am not giving you any.." his eyes tried to avoid hers, not looking at her at all

"why...?" come on say it... say it yoongi...just do it!!

"I dont want the inside of you to get ruined..." he pointed at her chest as she finally smiled.

"and I don't want you to get ruined either, if you smoke like that who knows what's happening in there" she lightly placed her palms on his cheeks.

"do it, stop smoking for me" he gently took her into his arms, turning off the cigarette and dropping it on the floor. without any warning his lips crushed on hers, the intensity, the effect, was growing, her hands gently went on his neck, slowly caressing his hair, her hands moving in and out of his hair, leaving a mess.

"fuck.." he muttered, his breathing is not normal, he gripped her hips, gently moving his mouth to her neck, leaving soft kisses as she buried her face on his neck trying not to break, she gripped his shirt, throwing her head back. He pulled away looking at her.

"god your so gorgeous..." he whispered moving his head against hers, their breathing mixed together.

"i need to tell you something...?" she spoke, she brought her hands now to his waist. I need to tell him, she looked at him, he raised his eyebrows, waiting for her to talk, he wrapped his hands around her, pulling her closer she could hear his heartbeat, which makes it ten times harder.

"your gonna hate me for this..." it's now or never

To be continued.....