ONESHOTS

Dinner Table (Min Yoongi)

|Y/N POV|

It's late afternoon, you're not sure what exact time since you didn't bring your phone with you to Yoongi's place.
He often said he didn't like when you were always looking at your phone while eating with him. Scolding you like, "when I was your age-" as if you had some huge age gap. But you were only three years younger than him.

You rang his doorbell and it didn't take long before a gummy smiling man opened the door. "You're here!" Yoongi's eyes shined with a thousand stars inside them, those exact eyes never failed to fill your stomach with butterflies.

"I'm sure you're hungry. After all I did tell you to not eat too much before coming over." His voice was calm, soft even. "Yes, im looking forward to this meal you said you would cook for us tonight~" you had never tasted yoongi's self made meals. It must be special since he asked you over a week beforehand, and not only that but also specifically telling you to not eat much beforehand which wasn't like him, he would always tell you to remember to eat well and would even bring extra snacks to you when you were working hard with  college work.

"Please sit" he gestured to one of the two chair that was placed by the table. You sat down, excited to taste whatever he had made for you tonight.

He came back into the living room with two plates in his hand. As he placed one of them in front of you, you could already just by looking at it feel your mouth cry for a bite.

"I hope you like it." Yoongi looked down on his own plate, obviously blushing under the thin layer of foundation he had put on. "Yoongi, babe, it looks delicious I'm sure I'll love it" you pout lovingly to him before you dig your knife and fork into the juicy steak on your plate.

And as you said, you loved it. It was truly art in food form. You let out a tHIS-IS-SO-DELICIOUS-THANK-YOU-FOR-MAKING-THIS moan. "You like it?" He sent you a smile as he took a bite of his own. "It's, I can't describe how good it is, yoongi. Where did you learn to make this!?" You wanted to know his steak making secrets. "My mom taught me, im sure she will love to teach you too~ but maybe I shouldn't allow that 'cus then you might not let me make them for you anymore~" he pouted. "Nooo~! Let me learn! I will always let you make them for me, yoongiii~"
"Aaaaaa~~~~ maybeeee~~" he pointed his fork at you. "Only if you do something for me."

You look confused at your boyfriend. But you quickly got the hit. "Anything you want" you licked your lips. "Anything?" Yoongi leant more forward now, the table being the only thing holding him from kissing you.
"Anything"