Soulmates

~16

We sat at the table and ate, asking Tae all kinds of questions about himself and he asked some back. From what I can tell so far he seems like a nice guy. When we finished it was late and Tae and Jimin went upstairs to bed, but not before saying, "don't have too much fun!" Leaving me and Yoongi downstairs all alone.

"So, where do you want to sleep?" Yoongi asked, there were only really two options, the sofa or the floor. "We can both sleep on the sofa, it'll be like the bench, but more comfortable." I laughed as I reminisced. "Okay, so long as you're comfortable with it."

We lay on the sofa, my head by his feet and his head by my feet. I stared up at the ceiling and tried not to think about the fact that my weird feet were beside his head. I unintentionally shivered, I hadn't noticed how cold the room had turned now that it was night. "Are you cold? Actually, don't bother answering that, of course you are cold you just shivered!" He sat up and brought his hands down to the bottom of his jumper, lifting it over his head to reveal his perfectly toned abs. "But you'll get cold!" I pouted when he handed his jumper to me, pulling down a black shirt which was underneath. "I've told you before and I'll tell you again, I don't really get cold!" I took his jumper and pulled it over my head, already feeling the warmness.

"I think I'd prefer it if we were head to head, rather than head to toe. I hate the idea that you are sleeping right beside my smelly feet." I sat up, watching him laugh at my words. "Fine, you come over here, I'm too tired to move." I sniggered at his laziness, "so you can practically run a marathon without getting out of breath, but when you are tired, you refuse to do anything but sleep?" I turned around so my head was beside his, looking up at the ceiling again, there was just enough room for us both to lay beside one another.

I shuffled a little to get a bit more comfortable and my hand brushed against Yoongi's thigh, I took a sharp inhalation of breath and my eyes widened, a heat rushing through my body, I could feel my cheeks getting hot and red. Is it bad that I wanted that to happen all over again? Yoongi cleared his throat, making me look at him momentarily, he was laughing silently. "Sorry, you're cute when you're embarrassed"
"I am not!"
"You're right, You're cute all not time, not just when you're embarrassed."
I pouted and turned away from him, I'm so not cute.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I think you're cute, one day you'll see what I mean" he put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me to face the ceiling again, but he sat up and turned, placing his knee on the other side of my body, and his hands beside my face. His face was inches from mine and he smirked as the heat rushed to my cheeks again, I thought it'd be too dark for him to tell, but apparently not. "See, cute!" I rolled my eyes at his statement, "if you call me cute one more time I swear-"
"What'll you do?"
"You don't even want to know"
He lowered his head so that it was only millimetres from mine, his warm breath on my lips, "oh I think I do"

He closed the gap between his face and mine, pressing our lips together, I could feel him smirking as I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling us even closer. I leaned back when I ran out of breath and we stayed there, looking into each other's eyes. I closed my eyes and laughed a little, thinking an evil thought.

I opened my eyes, Yoongi raised an eyebrow, probably suspecting something was about to happen. I leaned towards him and stuck my tongue out of my mouth, dragging it along his bottom lip, then I lay back down and brought my hands down beside me, "goodnight" I smirked at him and closed my eyes.