Forget Me Not✓| Yoonmin(+18)

chapter nineteen (part one)

I'm laying down on the couch in the dark, thinking about the disaster today was.

He didn't talk to me even once and when he was throwing up because the food I made was too spicy, I approached him carelessly and stepped on his vomit on the bathroom floor and he got so angry –I guess from embarrassment- he locked his bedroom's door on himself.

His general health is not very well. He throws up at the tiniest issues and he's sick most of the time and sleepy and I feel like since we had that fight, it's gotten worse.

I sit up and go towards his room. I see the light from underneath the door and sit down, leaning against it. I call his name, hoping he will talk to me. "Yoongi? Will you please give me a chance? I just wanna talk to you!"

I hear the door unlocking and almost barge in my haste to see him. I nearly trip and he chuckles weakly. Happy to be the reason of his laugh, I go towards his bed where he's curled up under the blanket. His face is covered, except for his eyes which are now serious and a bit...sad.

I sit beside him on the blanket, looking at his pale skin. "are you feeling ok? We can go to the hospital if you're hurting."

He shakes his head, not looking me in the eyes. "feel free of you wanna inspect the room and confiscate anything you feel like."

I bite my lip, flinching at his cold and sarcastic tone. I deserve it, don't I?

I play with the hem of his blanket and pout. "I'm so sorry...I didn't mean to treat you like that...it's just that...you're doing so ok I thought...maybe...maybe you have a secret stash or something."

He scoffs, putting the blanket down till his chest. He looks so cute in the oversized white sweater...and I need to contain myself.

"you think that low of me?"

His voice cracks in the end and I feel like shit. "no...actually I trust you so much I can't even believe it myself...it's just that I don't have many good memories with people who abuse alcohol and I guess they took over for a minute. I know you won't do it and I don't know why I got so worked up."

He sighs, taking my hand and I smile at this, looking at his pale long fingers. "I must've looked suspicious too now that I think about it...but it was...it was so humiliating. I felt so small and...and ashamed. I don't wanna go through that ever again."

I gulp, feeling a tightness in my chest at hearing how I made him feel. I should be the one supporting him, making him feel safe and happy...

I take his hand up, still locked with mine, and kiss the knuckles. His breath hitches but he doesn't say anything. I keep my lips on his hand. "I'm sorry I made you feel that way...I've been ashamed of myself too for the way I snapped. You don't deserve that and I promise...I'll only make you feel happy from now on...nothing else."

He suddenly pulls his hand back, making me lose balance. I fall down beside him, my head on the pillow, my face inches from his. He grins. "deal." I smile too and snuggle up to him, wanting to go under the blanket but I think that's to intimate for now.

He's staring at my eyes and the tension suddenly rises. "I think you owe me kisses."

I choke on the air, remembering what he's talking about after thinking hard for a minute. "do you want the payment now or...?" I try to wiggle my way out of the awkward situation with joking but he's not having it; it shows in the way he frowns. "I want it right now for compensation. Are you chickening out? You started it."

I take a shaky breath and go forward, his eyes locked on my lips. He's not moving, waiting for me to take the lead and I've practically never done that. With kook, it was always him initiating everything and I have zero experience beside him.

He looks curious and his eyes switch from my lips to my eyes and back. He gulps once and I notice the strange look in his eyes but I can't figure it out.

I muster my courage and close the distance, pressing my lips to his pouty ones.

The effect is instant. My heartbeat rate goes impossibly high and I feel like my face is burning from the rush of blood. His breath hitches and he snuggles closer to me.

I try to move my lips though he's still, his lips soft and pliant. I feel good, he feels good, and it's different from my kisses with kook. They were often quick and hasty, desperate to move to the next level, too strong for me to keep up, never kissing just for the sake of it.

It feels special, mind-blowing. I never thought a simple kiss like this would completely take over my mind and body.

It's my birthday today. YAY.

I couldn't stop laughing when I saw this video right when I was uploading this chapter :)) Kissing you is a bundle of kittens Colliding with my face...