"Mrs Music"

Chapter 12

*Yoongi's pov

I've just returned to the bedroom after taking a shower and am crossing the room to my wardrobe to get some shorts, towelling my hair and the back of my neck as I go.
I'm stopped dead in my tracks.

Mackenzie has just closed her wardrobe door and has turned toward the room.
She looks AMAZING!! She is wearing pyjamas but would not look underdressed at a big industry party or on a stage with just the addition of some killer heels! I am frozen to the spot. My body has literally given up. Not a single muscle will move, I can't breathe, I don't think I can blink!!
The little guys in my skull who are running the entire show have put the emergency protocols into place.
It reads 'when the body's main systems are compromised due to a lack of oxygen and there is significant risk of fatality, an emergency default rewrite will occur, and all non essential functions will be set to OFF until manual override is triggered"

...... or something like that!

I have also just found that there is at least one part of my body that is capable of movement, and right now it is putting on a show for all to see!!

I drop my hand that's holding the towel infront of myself, in the hope that she hasn't noticed my flag is up.
In doing so I catch the tip with my wrist.......... I fold myself forward, sucking in air rapidly through my teeth, sounding like an air hose at a petrol station!!

"bil-eo meog-eul bollog!" I shout

"What on Earth is wrong?" She says, rushing to take up a spot next to me on the rug, which is where the pain I am now feeling sent me!

There is no way I'm telling her that I just gave myself a "Southern Hemisphere migraine"!!
"Arrgghh....... uhmmm....... I caught my toe on the bed. 'Ttong'..... I forgot how much that hurts" I lie!!
"Come on, let's get up off of the floor and I'll have a look at it for you" she says kindly
"Oh no, no need honestly..... I'll just sit here a minute or two more, then I'm sure I'll be fine"
I CANNOT get up off this floor yet...... right now I don't feel like I will ever be able to get back up! There is no pain like it for a man.

I suppose in reality it was only about two minutes that I sat there on the rug, waiting for the sickening and acute pain in my groin to subside, but they felt like the longest 2 minutes of my life.
Not only was I in physical pain, I was waging a war on my thoughts!
If I have my eyes open all I can see is a vision of unrivalled sexiness, an ethereal beauty standing within 10 feet of me, beside MY bed, wearing the softest looking black silk shirt pyjamas. They skim her body in all the right places, the white trim accentuating her shape, her nipples visible through the thin fabric. Wow....... but that face! OMG!
I could look at her all day everyday and still never get bored of the view!!
Worse still, if I shut my eyes tight against the siren in my room I am confronted by far more graphic images, although still involving the same beautiful wife of a music exec!

That worked. The second I thought of that 'Sutalg ppalpan!!' all the blood left my member and flooded my face and fists instead! One Problem solved, no more big top in the south, another has instead been created. Now I'm fucking angry again!

I get up off of the floor and continue into my wardrobe to put some shorts on. I usually sleep naked, but i think this might be a little too much right now. My wardrobe is laid out in the same way as hers is, but obviously it's filled with men's clothes. LOTS of leisurewear........ I do love a hoodie and joggers!
I yank open the drawer containing my shorts with such force that it actually comes right out of the frame and ends up behind me!!!
I resolve right here and now that I WILL sort the problem that is Shaun the shitbag......soon!!!
I cannot be this angry around her. His has caused her to be hurt and afraid on many occasions....... I won't do that to her!!