Me and Yoongi have been dating for six months now and I've never been happier.
I sit on my bad after the last day of my junior year. I was officially a senior. I pull out my phone amd dial Yoongi's number.
"Hey" He sounded as if he just woke up.
"Were you napping?" I laugh into the phone.
"I might have." I could tell he wore a smirk with his words.
"So that's why you left early?" I laugh again.
"Yes" He laughs back.
"You at home?" I ask. He now lived in a small apartment compared to his old mansion. He and his mother had to stay away from his father.
"Yeah, but I'm coming over to your house. See you soon."
"Alright, love you. Bye."
"Love you too." With that he hangs up his phone.
I set my phone by my side and lay back on my bed. A knock comes from my door and my sister pokes her head in. "When mom and dad come home tell them I went to Alexandra's." She smiles at me. I nod and she leaves.
-Yoongi's POV-
Yoongi ends the phone call, pacing his room. Who knew Jimin really well?
"Taehyung" Yoongi says aloud. He pulls out his phone and dials the brunette's phone number.
"Hello Yoongles." Taehyung says into the phone.
"Can I meet you somewhere I need to talk to you?" Yoongi says quickly.
"Yeah, my house?" Taehyung suggests.
"Be there soon." With that Yoongi hangs up the phone.
-
"Jeez Yoongi calm down." Taehyung opens the door after Yoongi knocked frantically.
"You good?" Taehyung furrows his eyebrows. Yoongi runs a hand through his hair and walks into the living room.
"Sit down." Jungkook mumbles from the couch.
Yoongi looks up at Jungkook. "Do you live with him?" Yoongi arches his eyebrows. "Pretty much." Jungkook shrugs.
"Anyways, what's wrong? You never talk to me." Taehyung sits next to Jungkook.
"I-It's Jimin." Yoongi takes a seat on a chair.
"You guys get in another fight?" Taehyung tilts his head. Yoongi pulls a small black box out of his pocket and tosses it to Taehyung.
Taehyung looks down at the box and his eyes widen. "Damn Yoongi." Jungkook laughs. Taehyung picks up the box and opens it up.
A bright beautiful ring sat inside.
"You're proposing?" Taehyung's eyes widrn and he looks at Yoongi in shock.
"Yes" Yoongi says quietly.
"Hopefully that's Jimin's answer." Jungkook laighs. "You're not helping." Taehyung elbows Jungkook in the ribs.
"I don't know if I should." Yoongi shifts uncomfortably in his seat. "Well, do you want to?" Taehyung arches his eyebrows.
"I want to be with him for the rest of my life." Yoongi's eyes soften as he thinks about Jimin. He loved the other boy so much.
"I say do it." Jungkook looks to Yoongi.
"Taehyung?" Yoongi wanted to see what Jimin's best friend said. He knew Jimin the best.
"Yoongi, you guys are still young. If you truly want to do it and you really love Jimin, do it. Just don't toy with his emotions. Jimin acts strong, but he can be weak." Taehyung chooses his words carefully.
Yoongi nods slowly. "I-I think I'm going to do it." He lets out a small laugh. "When?" Taehyung arches his eyebrows.
"Tomorrow"
-Back To Jiminie-
I dial Yoongi's number wondering what was taking him so long.
"Hey" He says into the phone.
"What is taking you so long. I'm bored out of my mind." I complain into the phone.
"I was at Taehyung's be there soon." Yoongi says from the other side.
"Okay, but why?" I knew Yoongi never really talked to Taehyung.
"Jungkook left his jacket at my house." Yoongi says.
"Oh okay. Bye." I hang up the phone and toss it on the other side of my bed.
I frown and wait for Yoongi.
-
I open my front door and pull him in by his sleeve. I shut the door behind him and smile.
"My parents won't be home until late and my sister's at a sleepover." I tilt my head at him. He smiles down at me and wraps his arms around my waist. "Perfect" He whispers.
I lace my fingers with his and pull him to my room, him laughing and following behind. "Persistent huh?" He laughs as we reach my room. As soon as the door is shut I push his back against it.
I move my mouth to his and he kisses me back. He slides his hands to my waist and I slide mine to his neck. I moan into the kiss and he pulls me closer. He quickly switches so my back was against the door.
His hands slowly slide under my shirt. I slide his jacket off and it falls to the ground. A small black box rolls out of it. I open my eyes and looks to the ground.
It was a ring box.
"What's that?" I point down to the box.
"I-It's... My mom's wedding ring." There was an edge to his voice. "Why do you have it?" I turn my eyes back to his. "She told me to sell it. It supposedly cost a few thousand." He shrugs. The edge in his voice was still there. I nod and move my mouth back to him and return my hand to his neck.
He removes my shirt and I slowly unbutton his shirt. I slide it off of him and he moves his hands to the buttons on my jeans.
He undoes the buttons and I moan into the kiss again. He moves his mouth to my neck and I fumble my hands along the buttons of his jeans. I slowly unbutton his jeans and they fall to the floor. He moves his mouth back to mine.
We stood there in our boxers. He holds me close and heads to my bed. He lays me back and hovers over me. I move my mouth to his neck and he moans.
Suddenly, the front foor to my house opens and shuts. A bunch of girly giggles and talking goes through the house. Yoongi and I pull my head back looking at each other in confusion.
"I thought you said your sister was at a sleepover." He furrows his eyebrows and looks down at me.
"Shit." I mumble.
"The door's locked." He arches his eyebrows. I nod and move my mouth back to his. He moans i to the kiss and another set of giggles come from downstairs.
"I'm sorry Yoongi, but I can't makeout and have sex with you when little girls are giggling downstairs." I move my head back and look at him.
"Fine" He sighs and sits down next to me. I lay my head in his lap and close my eyes. Yoongi run his fingers through my hair. He softly plants his lips on mine and I kiss him back.
"I'm hungry. Wanna go get dinner?" I whisper against his lips. "Can I have you for dessert?" Yoongi kisses me again. "That was cheesy." I smile and sit up.
I pull jeans on and a shirt. Yoongi does the same and pulls his jacket on. He picks up the ring box and opens it. I look over his shoulder to look at it, but he quickly shuts it. I frown and move to his side, lacing his fingers with mine.
-
I chew on my breadstick and watch as Yoongi devours his food. I hadn't noticed how much weight he was losing. His cheeks were a little hollow and his body was skinnier. When his shirt was of I saw his rib cage.
"Yoongi?" I arche my eyebrows. He looks up from his food and his eyes meet mine. "Yeah?" He tilts his head.
"You seem less healthy. Is everything okay?" I couldn't help the shakiness rise to my voice. "I've just been eating less. Me and my mom don't have much money." He shrugs, but I can see the hurt in his eyes.
"You've been giving your food to your mom?" I arche my eyebrows. "No.." He looks back into my eyes and lets out a sigh. "Yes" He mumbles.
I reach over the table with a napkin and wipe the red sauce off of his face. He frowns at me as I sit back in my seat.
"What? I'm not aloud to take care of you?" I laugh. "No you're not." He rolls his eyes. I take another bite of my breadstick and watch him shove more food in his face.
"I love you." I smirk.
"I love you too." He says with a mouthful of food.