Finally...Us [BTSxReader]

Chapter 25

"The plan is failing, Kookie!" Kiki whispered as she kept seeing Yoongi go through each game without even a desire to win. "He did not win even one of the games, even if you tried your best to let him win. Even the guys let him win and he still lost!" she groaned, feeling like chucking something at Yoongi's head for not taking a hint. "Go tell him to win, goddammit, or I will punch him as well" she glared at the freshman who took a step back, not wanting to be on the receiving end of violence.

M was laughing, no doubt about it, while she was trying her hardest to build a sandcastle, but seeing what the others were doing for their creations, kept messing her up. At least half of the plan was working, and she was laughing. Still, Yoongi probably got no points since he barely tried to win. Kookie wanted to really be Cupid and just shoot them both with an arrow, then lock them both in a tent and let nature take its course. Sadly, reality did not work like that, and a broken heart could not heal in the span of a few hours.

"Well the last competition today is swimming" he said, taking off his shirt and getting ready to swim, looking out at the sea to see where he could find a checkpoint for them to return from. The girls stopped talking behind him, checking him up and down, eyes wide and smiling widely, clearly appreciating the view. After all, he had a well-built body, and even guys admitted to that. So, as he was lost in thought, appreciative glances and annoyed glares were directed his way. Just two people seemed to not care at all about his body, that being Yoongi and NamJoon.

M was not lost on how he looked. She stopped with her construction, blinked in confusion as to why he tossed his shirt away, his muscles rippling with every move he made. When she saw him run to the sea, she figured out why he did that, and then snorted with laughter as she saw her two girlfriends look after him with a dazed look. And then that snort turned into full-blown laughter when she noticed Jin glare after Kookie and then stare at Kiki, waiting for her to notice him. Tae, meanwhile looked deep in thought, touching his own stomach through the fabric of his shirt, before taking it off, revealing his own muscles. Jin followed suit, feeling left out, and soon both boys ran after Kookie, deeming it a worthy competition to show their girls they could win against the freshman. M could only shake her head, still giggling, at the antics of her friends, her eyes going back to her castle, looking about to crumble down. In a way, it was still standing, somehow strong enough against the wind and the waves which decided to keep washing over it.

"It has a strong foundation" Yoongi's voice washed over her and she looked up at the black-haired basketball player, who for a few days, kept being her pillar of comfort. "It will not crumble so easily, no worries. It would take a hurricane to destroy it" he said, and she felt he was talking about both her castle and her emotional stability.

"I can't make it into a castle though. The top keeps falling" she says as a response, looking at the mound of sand in front of her. It looked more like a sad attempt of a house, rather than a majestic castle as the others have built.

"Hmm, what makes a castle a castle though?" he asked in the end, and she looked at him, curious what he could be referring to. In the end, all the answers she gave him were deemed wrong, and she shrugged, giving up.

"The Queen and King living in it, and honestly, I see its Queen sitting in front of me, so I say that is a castle then" he said, placing a tiny, red flag made out of a piece of napkin and toothpick at the center of the structure.

The girls overheard what he just said, and they both looked at each other, shocked because of what just came out of his mouth, both thinking at the same time that it was a smooth move. M's reply shocked them further though, and they smiled, relaxing just a tiny bit in trying to play Cupid. Not all was lost after all, and Yoongi did not have to win games and competitions to get a point with M. After all, she valued more the person than their ability to do something.

"Does that make you its king?" M asked, teasing Yoongi, at the same time, feeling flattered he called her a Queen, freezing after she replayed the question in her mind, realizing what she just implied. She could take it back, or stutter through changing the subject, but she felt too embarrassed, so awkward silence it was.

"Only if you accept me" Yoongi whispered under his breath, and M felt her cheeks on fire, wondering if she heard it correctly. She could pretend she did not hear it, but she felt the blush on her cheeks, and it was not like she could blame it on the sun that was hiding behind the clouds. Her heart was feeling confused between wanting to drum just a little louder, and still feeling the pain of what happened overnight. In the end, neither said anything, Yoongi helping her create adjoining chambers to her castle, and even one lone tower, and she smiled, before adding just one more tower 'so the other one would not feel so alone'.

The guys kept competing in the water, the two girls cheering on for all of them to win, neither relenting, especially since Kookie was not going easy on them. Yoongi and M kept adding more and more to the castle, turning it slowly into a real masterpiece, stopping only when a giant wave came crashing over it, toppling down. After they mourned its sudden demise, they all went back to the restaurant, sitting at the tables to enjoy the sunset, all of them feeling more relaxed and at peace.

And the castle on the beach, no matter how many chambers it lost, how its height kept decreasing with every hit it got, its simple base kept strong, fighting against the destructive elements of the waves. The simple house looking castle kept living for days, even after the group left as their trip ended, until a rainstorm came, washing it hour by hour, just the tiny, red flag surviving, still trying to stand straight to let everyone know that in that place there was one amazing castle with a will to survive, just like its owner.