catch me | yoongi

seven

turns out when the whole circus gets together and guilt trips you, they can be very convincing.

"all you have to do is go up to him and introduce yourself. that's it." jimin speaks next to you as you make your way across the grass to the front of the tent. chan walks next to you on your opposite side, and wonsoo is behind you.

you breathe heavily through your nose. you did not want to do this.

the circus tent comes into view and hoseok appears with it, waving to guests as they leave the grounds. you stop and turn around, ready to push past the gays and just walk to your tent and sleep like nothing ever happened. but jimin and wonsoo were there to grab your arms and push you right back around. you groaned and tried to push against them, but despite jimin's tiny body (don't tell jimin) the boy had muscles from years and years of acrobatic training.

they continue to push you until your feet are walking acros the grass forcefully, and you have to hiss at them that you can walk by yourself so they let go. you walk up to hoseok and huff out your question.

"is yoongi still here?' you grumble, and hoseok has to lean closer so he hears you correctly.

"the grumpy guy who was pulled on stage?" hoseok asks, befuddled as to why you would ask that. he asks questions until his eyes drift to jimin, chan, and wonsoo, and he breathes a laugh. "guys, we all know you haven't gotten laid in decades and your beauty is fading but that does not mean you can drag y/n into your scandals."

you bark a laugh as your friends scoff behind you, jimin a little more offended than the others as he takes great pride in his youthful looks and seducing charm.

"it has not been decades, thank you very much!"

"that's beside the point, hobi-ah, have you seen yoongi?" you asked again.

"uh yeah, he just walked out, he and his friends were going to their car a little ways that way." hoseok pointed towards the trees where a faint outline of a silver car was visible. you sighed heavily, and turned back to jimin.

"yes you have to do it, at least go say hi." jimin said exaggeratedly, making a shooing motion with his hands.

you sighed heavily before hesitantly walking to the car. it wasn't that far so when you reached it yoongi was outside of the car, talking to one of his friends. you let the fabric of your outfit swish behind you as you walked closer.

"yoongi!" you yelled, and the male stilled and looked around before spotting your figure, his eyes widening in confusion.

"hi." you said, suddenly shy under his gaze.

"hi?" yoongi says, the word coming out more of a question than anything.

"sorry, i'm y/n." you shook your head, holding your hand out. he hesitantly shook it. his jacket was back on, hiding the tattoos you had previously seen. "i wanted to catch you before you went."

"sorry, but why? your performance was amazing by the way." he told you, shoving his hands in his pockets. he seemed a little tense, tongue darting out to lick his chapped lips. you mumbled a quick thank you before focusing in on the man's features.

you never really acknowledged his looks in the show, you were too distracted, but looking at him now...his visuals were unearthly under the soft moonlight, pale skin shining under the night sky, silver earrings gleaming like little stars. his dark eyes rooted you to the ground, and you willed yourself not to look away. you quickly quit your staring once he cocked an unfairly, extremely attractive eyebrow. seriously, was ever aspect of this man perfect?

"you should come," you blurted, getting the urge to slap a hand over your mouth and run away. before you could kick yourself you continued, not letting the opportunity get away. "to our next show, i mean. we have one more in seoul and then we're traveling to daegu." you gushed, the urge to slap yourself across the face in embarrassment growing harder to repress as yoongi's lips threatened to curve upwards in amusement.

"i'll think about it." was his final answer. not so bad, he finally did smirk a little, hands coming out of his pockets to open the car door. before he stepped inside he looked back at you. "nice to meet you, y/n."

before you could even utter an appropriate response he finally got into his car and drove off with his friends, leaving you staring after them like you were hypnotized. (you might as well have been, the way your were standing there.)

after coming to your senses you started to briskly walk back to your private tent to change and sleep, if you could. the chances weren't likely because when you closed your eyes, all you could see was that damning smirk behind your eyelids.