BTS One Shots

You and Me | Yoongi x Reader

257. "Everyone keeps telling me you're the bad guy"
251. "This skirt is supposed to be this short"
258. "Forget it, you fucking suck."
382. "We're not playing strip poker. I don't care what I said when I was drunk."

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"You're not wearing that out. That's not a skirt."

I look down at said skirt. It was a skirt that I had absolutely fallen in love with when I was shopping online. It looked totally cute and pretty on the model and of appropriate length. That being said, I forgot to check the model's height.

See the thing is, skirts on most girls are of the nice length of ending above the knees. On me though... knee length skirts end up being mini skirts. Annoying but still acceptable for me to wear them out. Acceptable that Yoongi doesn't mind me wearing them out. In fact he usually likes it. The perv.

Today though, today's Yoongi, it would seem, is protective Yoongi.

"Yoongi, I do not have time for this. If you have a problem, you should have said so earlier. As it is, I'm late already."

"I don't even understand why you're even going for this dinner. Your boss is always asking you to go because this client is always ogling at you. You said it yourself.", crossing his arms to make his point.

"Babe, it's fine, I get a big fat bonus if I manage to help clinch this deal. And once it's over, I'll just fob the client off to the production team."

"I just hate how you're uncomfortable with this client, and I know for sure your boss is going to seat you next to the perv." he says as he sighs

"Don't worry, I've been to the place, I'll place and cover myself strategically. The place has long tablecloths and those fancy napkins."
He sigh deeply again, and I walk over to him to reassure him.

"Everyone keeps telling me you're the bad guy. If only they can see you as I do. They'll realise how much you care for me. How you're the best for me. I love you so much."

Your friends have only seen him as

1. The workaholic who never has time for me
2. The control freak who doesn't let me drink
3. The guy who pulled me out of the club just as I was having so much fun
4. The guy who lost his temper at me at said club

Yoongi was just about to put out an album at the time when he was working so much. I had been going through a rough patch at work and I had needed him but he couldn't spare me any time.

He knew how I was like when I got drunk so he never liked me getting drunk and putting myself in danger (I had passed out once and my friends didn't have the strength to carry me.)

He had lost his temper more because he couldn't protect me and he was scared of what might have happened.
It was only until he had pulled me out of the club and made a report to the club manager did I realise what had happened. A guy had tried to drug my drink and this was proven when we went over the security tapes to identify the guy.

He only ever wanted to protect me and this, I know, was no exception.

"Babe, if everyone saw me as you do, they'll all be falling head over heels for me. It'd be a stampede."

I scoff and roll my eyes at his smirk, "You've been hanging out with Jin recently haven't you? Sheesh, that boy."

I get up to grab my bag and go, only to stopped by his one-worded comment

"Skirt."

"For goodness sake Yoonz! This skirt is supposed to be this short!" I turn to glare at him, which is met by his own steely glare.

I caved, "Forget it, you fucking suck. I spent hours getting ready and you didn't even say a word. Now I have to redo everything. 'It's too short' I don't see you complaining about it when I wear it out with you. Bloody double standards." I grumbled and pouted all the way to the bedroom to get changed.

As I was deciding on what to change into, I wanted to be petty about it. Well since he has a problem with my skirt length, jeans it shall be then. But I change my top to a strappy criss cross tank top and cover it up with a loose fit shrug. One that tends to slip off my shoulders a lot.

He knows that well, seeing that he sometimes like to slip it off to kiss my shoulder. The cheeky git.

And I know just the right shoes to pair it with. Black pump stilettos that I usually reserve for fancy dinners.

When I come out, he's still on the couch gloating away with that smug smile. He won, he knew it and he's just reveling in it. Annoying ass.

I roll my eyes again, but when I turn away from him, I smile to myself. Despite all that, he's my annoying ass. I know that he's just looking out for me and just wants to protect me.

I hastily move to go out, grabbing my  shoes and my bag from the top of the shoe cabinet.

"Bye Yoonz~!"

He catches a glances of what I'm wearing just before the door slams shut, and I see him turn red in the face.

I arrive at the restaurant immediately regretting my decision to dress as such. The restaurant is a japanese western fusion restaurant. However, it seems like they are having a major Japan vibe as they're celebrating the Emperor's birthday this week.

They've set up traditional tatami style tables instead of the usual table and chairs. My boss literally has me sitting right next to the client and because of the usual size of the tatami  tables, I will literally almost be touching the client.  Sighing, I see that I can only grit my teeth and get on with it.

*ding*
-Keep the layers on babe >:(-

-Alright babe...-

-Tsk-
-You know, I have an idea...-
-Of what we can do-
-the next time you wear that skirt-
-along with today's top...-
-and heels-
-even if you do cover it up with that jacket-
-all the layers...-
-can come off one by one-

-We're not playing
strip poker.
I don't care what I said
when I was drunk.-

-Hahahahahahahaha~-
-whatever you say babe-
-we'll see ;)-
-stay safe, and message me if you need me to pick you up-
-or to punch the perv in the face-
-love ya-

I smile at the message, my heart warmed

-I love you too =)-