A/N : Hi my loves~~~ 🥰🥰🥰🥰 I'm so sorry for making you wait!!! 🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️ For some reason this ch was harder to write, and this week has been very busy 😭😭😭 but hopefully, I will have another one for you by the weekend 😘😁❤❤❤ so let's get to it~
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Jungkook's Pov:
"Kookie?"
"KOOKKIIIEEEE~~~~ I need your help >.< "
"Jungkook....?"
"You can't still be asleep."
"......"
"JEON JUNGKOOK!!!"
I read each message as it arrived, a smile spreading across my face until the sender got so desperate I couldn't help but laugh.
[Y/N ☺🌸: YAH!!! JEON JUNGKOOK I HAVE TO PEEE!!!! HELP ME GET OUT OF HERE! THAT PABO SLEPT OUTSIDE MY DOOR LAST NIGHT!!]
Poor Noona. I shook my head and left the desk where I'd been checking in on the fancafe and quietly opened my door.
Just as she'd said, Yoongi was curled into a ball on his side, back pressed against Y/N's door in case it opened.
"Aish...he's going to catch a cold that way."
I scratched the back of my neck and tried to figure out the best approach. If I moved him, Yoongi hyung would wake up and become difficult, especially if he was still tired. But if I sat on him, Y/N would have no room to get through the door.
Ugh. Why are they being so difficult?
Giving up on a quiet morning, I went to her door and carefully took a pushup position over Suga hyung, bracing one hand against the door frame and the other on the floor in front of his face.
Taking a deep breath, I dropped myself onto him and yelled. "NOW NOONA!!"
It felt as if time slowed down and three things happened at once: first, the sudden yell of horror from underneath me as I dropped my full weight on Yoongi hyung (I'll be deaf for days, now). Second, the violent impact of Y/N's foot against my stomach as she flew from the the room so quickly she didn't notice me on the ground, all while Yoongi hyung squirmed beneath me and suddenly whacked his head against mine, leaving us both in a daze on the floor, feeling like we'd been run over. Except I had been.
Nope. Last time I do that. Oh my god who runs that fast to the bathroom?! AND WHY THE HELL DIDN'T SHE USE THE BAT?!?! ARGGGHH!!!!
"Kookie-ah," Yoongi gasped beside me, looking confused he gazed at the ceiling, one hand rubbing the sore spot on his forehead. "I don't know what just happened....but you're dead."
Oh shit.
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Yoongi's Pov:
I stood in the kitchen with Jin, quietly icing my forehead and sipping black coffee while the others got themselves ready. After that incident in the hallway, Jin and Joonie had come rushing out demanding we stop acting like children and separated us.
I glanced at the clock and narrowed my eyes. It had been over an hour and Y/N still hadn't come out to eat.
She's as bad as Jimin. What the hell is she doing in there??
As if she'd heard my thoughts, the sound of her voice drifted down the hall and she turned the corner with Kookie-ah. He was grinning cutely as Y/N followed close behind in a yellow dress, her face flushed, and her small hands wringing themselves nervously.
"Kookieeee~~" she pouted, her lower lip sticking out so she looked like a child. "I said I was sorry!"
If she does aegyo for him I'll lose it...
Cathcing my eye, Kookie winked before answering, cupping his face and doing his ow aegyo. It was impossible to ignore. If Jeon Jungkook had a secret weapon, it was aegyo. And everyone fell for it.
"Noona, I told you," he said with a smile, "you don't have to apologize to me. It's my future kids you should apologize to."
THE FU-
Y/N covered her face and groaned, her embarrassment obviously overwhelming her. "MMMH SHHHRREEE!!! AHHH DDDNNNTTT EEAN TTTTOOOO!"
Laughing at her discomfort, Kookie wrapped his arms around her and squeezed her in a tight hug, shooting me another wink over her head. "It's okay Noona, we forgive you. Yoongi-hyung is really the one who should apologize. If it wasn't for him none of this would have happened."
At the sound of my name, Y/N's head snapped up and quickly scanned the room. When she found me, her face hardened and her beautiful eyes darkened.
Still upset.
Deciding to push her buttons just a little more, I smirked at her, and poked my tongue out at the corner of my mouth.
"Like what you see, Jagi?"
Immediately, her face flamed redder than it had been a minute ago and I laughed, just as Jin snapped.
"YAH!" He yelled, waving a spatula. "STOB IT! No more fighting before breakfast."
Holding up my hands, I left the kitchen and sat down beside Hoseok.
"You know," he whispered, not looking up as he scrolled instagram, "I was wondering. How did you get Y/N to fall for you in the first place?"
My mouth popped open. Whatever I'd been expecting him to say, it hadn't been that. Snapping it closed, I glanced back at the woman laughing with Jimin and Tae, and felt a warm sensation spread across my chest.
"I-I don't know. I teased her, I guess."
As the memories of our first meeting and dates filled my head, I smiled. Unlike everyone else we met as the world famous BTS, Y/N didn't care what I was. She cared about who I was. In fact, for the first two months I'd known her, she'd pretended not to understand Korean just so she didn't have to speak with me.
Now though, she really doesn't want to speak with me.
Groaning, I tipped my head back and closed my eyes. Hoseok nodded, still scanning his phone, before finally looking at me. "Maybe..." he grinned sheepishly, a perfect ray of sunshine for my rough morning. "Maybe you should stop trying to force her back, and just be yourself?"
I clicked my tongue at the thought, already annoyed. She'd been away from me too long, as it was and letting her stay away only meant other people could get closer.
And that's not happening.
"Hyung," Hobi sighed, patting my shoulder. "She still loves you. She wouldn't be here if she didn't, but if you keep forcing it, she will only run away from you."
Absently I nodded, the others were obviously afraid I would hurt her again or do something to scare her, but no one seemed bothered by how much she was hurting me.
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Y/N's Pov:
I frowned at my phone as I walked towards my room, the notification light continually blinking with new messages.
Who the hell is blowing up my phone??
Sehun was mad at me for coming here, my employees already knew I'd be working from home, and the only other person I could think of had dissapeared after breakfast when Joonie and Jin laid out their plan for our living arrangements.
Hissing in annoyance, I clicked the screen off and kept walking. There was too much to do today without getting distracted. Worried about a certain rapper hiding nearby, I quickly pushed the door open and spun around to close it. But like an idiot, I hadn't taken my own room into consideration as a hiding place.
I barely had time to process the thought before large hands wrapped around my wrists and slammed me back against the wall, bringing both arms above my head so they could hold both of my wrists with one hand while their other one glued itself to my mouth, silencing my shriek of surprise.
"Y/N~" Yoongi smiled, his body pressed tightly against mine so I couldn't move. "You shouldn't wear outfits like this. They show too much skin..."
His dark eyes lazily wandered over my body before he leaned closer and nuzzled the crook of my neck. "It can make people crazy. You can make people crazy."
I rolled my eyes at his attempt at flattery, wondering just how many times he'd said the same thing to Irene or someone else.
"I miss you, Jagi." He whispered, his deep voice making me shiver. "I miss you so much." Without warning, he flicked the tip tip of his tongue across my neck making me jerk in surprise. Delighted, he laughed and pulled back, smiling that gummy smile that made me weak.
"I'll win you back Y/N. Just you wait." Then he quickly pecked my cheek, let me go and slipped from the room, leaving me to slide to the floor, completely stunned.
W...what the hell was that?!
A/N: 😱😭😆🙈 I'm sorry!!! I should have written more and this is a terrible filler, but it's necessary for the next ch. I hope you liked it ❤❤❤❤❤ I love you guys!!! ❤💜❤💜❤💜❤💜 Thank you so much for waiting and reading, and I hope the next ch makes up for being so late with this one 😭😭😭🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️🙇🏻♀️❤❤❤❤ See you soon!