You're my favorite song ❤️

Dealing with yours and mine

   I woke up with a sharp pain all over my body. My feet cramped and I had a terrible headache. I groaned as used my elbows to support my weight.

It was dark outside and the moonlight peeking through my window was the only source of light in my room.

I heard someone groan and turn over beside me. I looked down and saw Yoongi. His eyes were closed and his mouth slightly open. He slid one hand up to my stomach and left it there.

  The thoughts of the night before circled my head. I felt embarrassed that I had actually done the things I had. I felt even worse when I thought about what I let him do.

I stared out the window wondering how I would face him when he woke up. I glanced over at the clock on my night table. It was 3am in the morning.

  I slid out of bed standing on my aching legs. I quickly hopped to the bathroom and closed the door. After two minutes I walking out with my wet hands. I decided to brush my teeth since I wasn't planning on going back to bed.

When I walked out Yoongi had woken up. He was sitting at the edge of the bed staring at me.

"Are you done with the bathroom?" He asked.

"Yeah. I am." I said avoiding his eyes, turning back to go into the kitchen.

I could hardly walk properly. My legs ached with every step and so did my back . I was looking for something to use and make dinner when Yoongi came into the kitchen. He leaned on the doorpost with his arms crossed.

"Goodmorning. Are you okay?" He asked.

Not looking up at him I told him that I was. He noticed this and came closer me.

"Then why are you hopping?"

Shocked at his question I scattered the skittles in the jar next to my hand on the kitchen counter, moving his attention from me. I avoided his eyes and bent down to gather the skittles up from off the floor.

He stooped down and held my hands. Stopping me from gathering the skittles. I looked up at his face for the first time since he woke up.

"Shai. Are you sure you're okay?" He asked me.

"Yeah I am." I muttered.

He silently stared at me for a few seconds with a unconvinced look on his face. I knew I couldn't run away from him or avoid the question so I gave in.

"Last night....Last night was the first time. It was the first time I." I looked away from him in embarrassment.

He immediately knew what I was talking about. I stood up and walked to the door post unable to look at him.

He came and stood before me. He was so close to me that I could feel his breathing in my face.

"Last night was the first time you-"

I shook my head.

His eyes widened and he stared at me as if he was thinking about something.

"Why didn't you tell me? I would've stopped."

"I didn't want you to."

"Did I hurt you?" He questioned looking concerned.

"I don't think so. I'm just having morning after pains." I told him.

"Did you like it? Did I do anything you didn't like?"

"I did." I blushed.

I saw him smirk.