First Love

9

By the time I reached my apartment, it was evening. 

I quickly packed my things, clutched Yoongi's address in my hand and went out in search of his home.

It didn't take me long to find it, it was not too far away from my apartment but not too close too.

When I saw his residence, my jaw dropped. Using the word 'house' for it would be an insult cause it was huge, it was a 'mansion'.

As I got in I noticed there were no guards at the gate and no one at home.

There were many rooms, a huge kitchen, a luxurious couch, a plasma TV and a classic dining table. I couldn't believe how rich Yoongi was. He had this whole place to himself, he was one spoiled brat.

I put my luggage on a table and went on to the second floor.

The stairs were never-ending. The second floor like the first one had many rooms.

I was looking for his room when I saw the words 'GENIUS LAB' written on a door. I opened the door with a smirk cause I knew I had found his room.

His room was beautiful. There was a big bed in the middle, with a closet in its front and a bathroom was beside the closet. On the right side of the bed was a window through which I could see the night sky. There was also a piano in the corner.

Wow, I never imagined him to be musical, but, what can I say he is full of surprises. The black piano stood out from the white-painted walls of the room.

Everything was so clean and organised. I sat on the bed and the mattress suppressed under my weight. Boy, his bed was relaxing.

Now, I was excited. I got up from the bed with a plan weaving in my mind.

I was relaxing on Yoongi's bed and drinking my chocolate shake when I heard footsteps approaching me. I smiled knowing it was him.

Then the door burst open and he was standing in front of me with his gun pointed at me. He had a furious expression on his face which changed into a surprise one as he noticed me.

My heart was beating faster and I was scared as I glanced at his gun. I was more frightened at the fact that he was going to kill me than the fact that I was getting killed.

"What the f*** are you doing here, Y/N?!" Yoongi asked as he lowered his gun.

Good, he didn't want to kill me. I sighed.

"Relaxing." I imitated the way he was acting in my apartment the day before yesterday.

"I can see that you are relaxing but why on my bed, why even in mu hose, don't you have a bed of your own to relax on." He walked to me.

"I had a bed of my own but now I don't." I finished my drink and looked at him who was standing right in front of me. The gun was still in his hand however I wasn't afraid.

"What do you mean?" He asked, bewildered.

"Let's talk, shall we?" I said in a posh manner as he had said.

"You know how to get my attention. I'm impressed, again." He smirked and sat in front of cross-legged. I noticed he had his shoes on.

"Hey, shoes off the bed, Yoongi." I snapped.

"Remember this is my bed." He snapped back.

"Manners are manners, whether on your bed or mine. Now, take off your shoes." I ordered.

He removed his shoes with a scoff and faced me again.

I couldn't help but check him out when he was sitting so close to me, our legs were almost touching.

His expression turned amused as he saw my awed expression. His eyes were sparkling with and lips were spread in a mocking smile. He leaned in, stopping a few inches away. My breath hitched at our closeness and my heartbeat frantically. He raised his hand in which he was holding a gun and slowly trailed the gun on my face. My eyes close in pleasure. I could feel his breath on my face. I was reminded of our kiss, the memory exciting me.

"Aren't you afraid of my gun?" He whispered.

"No, I'm not afraid of your toy." I opened my eyes.

"Aren't you afraid I'll use my toy on you?" He tilted his head.

I chuckled. " You won't hurt me." I confidently said.

He blinked and kept the gun on the table before facing me.

"You do not fail to surprise me every time." He appreciated.

"Thanks, I am full of surprises." I winked.

"So what do you want to talk about, Y/N?" He asked. I liked the way he

said my name. "Perhaps you are here to beg for my help. I would love to see you beg, especially to me." His eyes gleam with excitement and he smirked.

"I'm not here to beg." I made a face.

I smiled as I saw his smile fade away and worry covered his face.

"Why are you here, then?" He asked.

"I'm here to stay." I simply answered.

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