"Good luck Y/N." Yoongi says, winking and standing closer to her, their faces only an inch apart.
"I'm not the one playing." She says, smirking before backing away teasingly.
•••••••
Surely enough, once the opposing team arrives and the match finishes, Yoongi emerges victorious. Everyone on the basketball court is joking around with each other, something about how Yoongi seemed to make this an actual match.
They didn't know he was being serious over a little bet he made with his girlfriend. And now that he won, he wasn't feeling fatigued at all.
As he sits on the floor, panting, he looks around to find Y/N sitting with her classmates. It's his turn to smirk, laughing when she rolls her eyes playfully.
Instead of staying with his teammates after the match, Yoongi immediately gets changed once again and walks home with Y/N, teasing her throughout. "Since when were you this cocky?"
She's asks, Yoongi chuckling. "Since the moment you brought up the bet."
Y/N sighs, regretting what she had said earlier for the umpteenth time. "Alright alright, I don't have the money on me now but I'll give it to you tomorrow."
A deep laugh escapes Yoongi's throat, shaking his head amusedly. "I don't want the money love, I've got enough."
"Yeah yeah whatever, do I sound that stupid to you?" Y/N says, pinching his cheek.
"Ahhhh stop that it stings." He says, the couple laughing at how idiotic they must seem.
They get to Yoongi's house, which is empty since his parents are away visiting his grandparents' for a few nights. He unlocks the door, letting Y/N in.
She smiles, familiar with his abode. "Nice to see that you know how to keep a house clean."
"Hey, I'm not useless." Yoongi says, badly feigning exasperation.
Y/N sticks her tongue out at him, making him laugh at her sudden childishness.
"Come here." He asks, his tone changing abruptly. He's sitting down on the sofa, patting his lap.
Y/N raises her eyebrows, intrigued. She walks over, figuring out what he wants.
"Oh, so this is what you're going to get from me?" She asks, giving a small smile as he steadied her on him.
"Yeah pretty much, how does five minutes sound?" Y/N can't even answer before his lips crash onto her, moving fiercely against her hers.
Her hands splay onto his chest, before moving to his shoulders and gripping them. One hand travels to his already tousled hair, gripping it firmly.
Yoongi grunts, slipping his tongue into his mouth, making her gasp. She begins to get lightheaded from the feelings building up inside her, secretly wanting more.
It isn't long until she runs out of breath, separating from him. Yoongi places slow kisses down her neck as she regains her oxygen, trying not to breathe so heavily.
He goes to kiss her again, her hands gently pushing him back. "It- hasn't it been 5 minutes yet?"
She asks him, chest heaving slowly. "I wouldn't know." He answers truthfully, smirking.
"You bastard." She manages to say, Yoongi chuckling deeply before smiling brightly.
"Your bastard."
The End ♥️
HAPPY BIRTHDAY YOONGI 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜 You've had a rough life, as many people do and you become stronger everyday. You inspire people with your hard work, with your hard-earned achievements in life. I can't begin to say how proud we are for you. Keep flexing on those haters lil meow meow 💗💗💗
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