Finally...Us [BTSxReader]

Chapter 30

"Yoongi?" M's voice snapped him out of his thoughts, and he finally realized they were far away from the stadium, and he was holding onto her hand. It felt like that was where her hand belonged, and he did not want to let go. But in the end, he let it go, looking down at their shadows, their hands still close enough that the shadows looked like they were holding hands.

"Yoongi, are you ok?" M asked, looking at the man by her side, worried something might have happened during practice or even while talking to the girl who was clearly an admirer of his, even if her heart hurt to admit that.

"Yes, I am. Sorry about that" he said in the end, looking at her, confusing her about what he was sorry for. She was tempted to ask him why he apologized, but her brain asked her if she really wanted to know the answer. In the end, she asked nothing, and he said nothing either. It felt awkward and stifling, and she wondered why they can't talk just as normally as they did before. A side of her already had an answer for that, but until she accepted it as a whole, she would never admit to it.

"Ah, it is ok. The girl clearly was an admirer, and you are one of the best players on the team. Of course she would try to talk to you" M laughed, forced and awkward. If Yoongi noticed, he said nothing about it.

"Would you have done the same if you were in her place?" he asked instead, looking at her, his eyes boring through her, feeling like he was searching for something inside her heart, an answer to a question he had.

"I..." M felt panic install itself inside her brain, and her eyes looked at the trees around them, jumping from one to another, anything to avoid his gaze. "I don't know" she settled on that answer, feeling too agitated to try and think through what he asked.

Whatever he was expecting to get from that question, he seemed rather hesitant to continue, sighing as he looked away from her. His profile was hit from behind by the last rays of the setting sun, drops of sweat from the practice glimmering as the light hit them, and he looked like he was catching fire from inside. M could only look at him, feeling the panic subside, her brain really starting to think about what he asked her. She did not know if it was because his expression seemed to bring her entire mood down, or if she wanted to not feel as distant from him as she was feeling at the exact moment, even if they were standing apart just a few steps.

"Well, I guess I will see you around" Yoongi started, one hand going behind his neck, rubbing the soreness away, eyes closed as he tried to not just come out and ask her what he really wanted to know. He felt like it just was not the moment, and at the same time, he wondered if there was ever going to be the right moment. "Take care on..." but her voice stopped him from continuing.

"I don't know if I could ever be just as bold as that girl, honestly, but I would try my best to cheer that person on and help him however I could, even if that meant bringing him a cup of coffee or a towel after practice," M said suddenly louder than expected, her eyes closed and a blush exploding on her cheeks. Her heart was beating frantically in her chest, and she felt like oxygen was not reaching her brain, or her heart, feeling slightly dizzy as she was waiting for him to say anything.

"..."

Yoongi was taken back by her outburst, blinking rapidly as his brain took a few seconds to process what she just said, suddenly feeling energized as he realized she put as an example what she just did this evening. His hand moved on its own, realizing a little too late it went for her head, ruffling her hair, his gummy smile appearing as he looked at M's face, still blushing. In a way, he got the answer he was looking for and realized he did not want to rush her to do anything, just being by her side until she was ready to take that one step towards him was enough for him, for now.

"Thanks for answering," he said in the end, stepping back from her to give her some room to breathe, to let the red dissipate from her cheeks, even if he did like that color on her, especially if he was the cause for it.