Yoongi tied his black tie and buttoned his white dress jacket. He was dressed to impress for his new gallery. Several critics would be there, and he wanted to be able to compliment his work. 

All his friends were going to be there, and it seemed that Namjoon was going to bring his new friend. Apparently he had met her in the park, and she was very sweet. Guy jumped girls like a rabbit. He was surprised Y/N was with him for so long. 

He was pretty sure that was his longest relationship. Yoongi shrugged he wouldn't dwell on it. His plan was to ask Y/N to be his girlfriend tonight. A month seemed like long enough, more like torture. She was always so close now, and they hung out so much. Her scent, the way she smiled everything that girl did drive him damn near crazy. He needed her like he needed oxygen to breath, and he hoped she felt the same.

Yoongi combed his hair back, letting it fall wherever. Sometimes his hair cooperared, but not today. He shrugged checked himself in the mirror then walked to grab his phone and keys.

"Ready." He breathed hoping for the best night.

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"Hobi quit playing! Does this look okay?" Y/N complained adjusting a little teardrop necklace, that complimented her white dress with intricate designs of lilies on it. "It looks like a wedding dress.." he chuckled earning him a smack on the arm. 
"Seriously!?" 

"Okaaaay!! Gosh…. You look beautiful. Although I think I could wear it better." He wiggled his eyebrows at her, as he buttoned his red vest. Smacking his arm she went and grabbed her clutch. Staring at herself in the mirror she tucked a loose strand behind her ear she smiled thinking about Yoongi. She was so excited to see his gallery, and him as well.

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Namjoon scowled at his phone. Yoongi must be out his damn mind. Why would he want him at his art gallery. 

((Amber: ready when you are.))
((Reply to Amber: 5 minutes.))

He was happy that Amber had agreed on such short notice. But, he wasn't sure how she felt towards him. All he had done since they met was a crying mess. Jackson, his supposed to be best friend, made him out to be a fuckboy. That definitely didn't help. They had gone to get breakfast after that night, and she seemed happy enough. Didn't even care that he more or less used her as a teddy bear all night then tried to break her that morning by freaking out. 

Hmmm…

Pulling his royal blue blazer with black paisley print on. He winked at himself in the mirror then headed out. 

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A/N: Namjoon seem like a fuckboy to you?
Yes this is in a random part  of a chapter.
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Catie helped Amber with her make-up her eyes half open from exhaustion. She hadn't slept in a couple days, but she wanted to make sure Amber looked stunning for her date. "There that should do it." She gave her a lazy half hearted smile. Then shuffled to the kitchen smacking the button on the Keurig. 

About ten minutes later Amber stepped out of the bathroom. Her hair was curled and she was wearing a floor length royal blue evening gown. 
Catie had fallen asleep sitting on the counter with her head against the cabinets. So, Amber snuck away without bothering her. She had done that once before so she wasn't too concerned about her falling.

Checking her phone and then walked quickly out the door. Hoping for a good night. 

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Y/N could see him surrounded by a group of people in black suits and sequined gowns that glimmered in the lights. He looked almost bored but his eyes lit up and a gummy smile spread across his face. He was so majestic in that moment. The way he ignored the questions and walked her way with a skip in his step. Her heart skipped a beat. 

"You look beautiful Y/N." His voice husky as he spoke taking her hand and kissing the top. Her face felt warm as he held out his arm for her to take. They walked back towards the entrance, with all eyes on them. It almost felt like being on a runway or red carpet she thought as she snuck a peek at the ground. A giggle escaping her lips when she saw that the carpet was black. "Close enough" 

Yoongi raised an eyebrow at her, and Y/N just smiled.

"Bish…. You just gonna forget about your best friend?" Hobi called from the crowd. Y/N laughed and waved for him to join them. Although she was certain he was talking to Yoongi. 

"Have you heard from Tae?" Y/N asked Yoongi. His face fell. It had been almost a week since he had heard from him. He didn't even respond when he asked about coming tonight. He furrowed his brow. 

"No… I hope he comes." 

Y/N gave a short smile and nodded before her eyes bugged out. Namjoon was sauntering towards the door with some girl. She was glowing and in a fit of giggles. He looked good for being so messed up. Which was what Hobi had told her. Not that she cared, but still. Her brain went to work, so Y/N didn't notice when Namjoon spoke to her.

She smiled awkwardly and scratched the back of her neck. "Uh… didn't catch that… what?" 

Yoongi stifled a laugh, and Hobi howled. Namjoon glared at him, and the girl next to him looked like she wanted to throw hands. 

"This is Amber." Namjoon said again agitated. Amber shot daggers with her eyes at Y/N. 

"Oh… " Y/N turned and walked into the Gallery, Yoongi followed quickly. Hobi stood gawking at what just happened before he cleared his throat to defend Y/N.
 "Uhmnn.. she is really quite nice."

Namjoon pursed his lips, and Amber just nodded. Hobi shrugged and left them there to pout.

Inside the lights were out aside from the ones above the pieces of art, giving off a comfortable ambiance. Y/N's eyes lit up when she saw the cube, and she walked quickly inside. Little tea lights hung in loops from corner to corner casting streams of lights all around. Giving a different perspective of the playful work that was displayed. 

She turned slowly in circles until her eyes rested on a painting of herself. She couldn't describe it, all she could do was stare in awe. This was how he saw her. Yoongi walked up behind her moments later. She seemed frozen with hand resting on her chest. Tilting his head to the side he gazed at her. Y/N smiled up at him meeting his gaze with her own. 

"That's...me.." she whispered. He smiled and nodded bringing her into a hug.

"You guys are too cute!" Hobi squealed as he walked into the cube. "Hey… this is dope man." 

He too turned in circles then busted out laughing when he saw the face print of paint in one of the corners. Hobi pointed still laughing with one hand on a knee to balance himself. "Did that hurt?" He wheezed.

Yoongi's lips went in a straight line, and his eyes squinted. "Really?" 

Hobi coughed, Y/N took a step back, and then disappeared out the other side of the cube walking right into the back of someone. They grunted turning to see who disturbed their viewing of a beach scene. 

Oh shit…

Y/N thought. She sidestepped and then walked quickly towards the mini bar near two older women who seemed to be admiring the eye candy. 

"That ass on that boy right there Steph.. I mean...mmph.." 

Y/N cringed as she approached the bartender. 

"They've been at it all night.." he complained.

"That's so disturbing…" Y/N grimaced, he just nodded then leaned forward curling his finger to get her to come closer. Cupping his hand around his mouth he whispered, "The one on the right is the Gallery Owners mother."
She shot up quickly. Careful not to draw anymore attention she looked over her shoulder at the crud lady. 

She was wearing gold rimmed spectacles, and a black and white gown. Her hair was a short bob, peppered with gray. She seemed young but her mannerisms aside from her occasional hormonal laced comments about men she gave off an old lady vibe.

Looking back at the bartender he just nodded. She shook her head in disbelief.

"Can I have a rum and coke please" she asked peeking at the lady again. He slid the glass in front of her with a napkin that had something scrawled on the edge. Winking at her he said in a boisey tone, "Call me." 

Y/N sucked in air snatching her drink and hastily walking away in any direction that would keep her from anymore awkward encounters. 

"Oh my gawd… do you see that man's shoulders.. girl I would str…."

Y/N squeaked, "Oh… no no no.."  covering her ears before the woman finished her sentence as she rushed by.

Namjoon stood in a corner watching all the people admire a thief's work. Noticing the stolen person walking from place to place like a ping pong ball. Her face looked horrified. It was almost comical. Amber had disappeared the moment they entered mumbling about having to go to the little girls room. Yoongi appeared to be in a standoff with Hobi in the cube, and no one else was here worth talking to so he went to go after her. Although as if right on que Amber appeared smiling her cheeks a slight pink. He smiled at her taking the drink she held out. 

"Thank you…" he said looking over her head and scanning the crowd for signs of Y/N. To his dismay she had vanished. Returning his attention to a now pouting Amber. 

"What?"

"I like attention…. You're not giving it." She huffed and crossed her arms. He sighed, placing his hands on her shoulder then kissed her forehead. She went quiet for a few minutes then punched him in the stomach. He gagged and stumbled back. "No…"

She then stormed off towards the bathrooms again. Namjoon wasn't sure how to take that. Maybe she was just being weird. He began scanning the crowd. Coming to rest on Yoongi holding Y/N's hands in his. Frowning he looked away then headed towards the mini bar. Why was he so hung up on her?

Yoongi smiled a warm feeling spreading in his chest. She was so breathtaking , he wished he could stand here looking into her beautiful eyes forever. He just couldn't find the words to ask her. 

"Kiss already...Damn!" Hobi complained pushing Y/N into Yoongi's chest. Catching her so she didn't fall glaring at Hobi. "Seriously Hoseok!" He snapped at the giggling mess that stopped instantly looking as if he shit himself. "Uh...bye!" He screeched doing a roadrunner run to get away from the angry man.

His face softened as he looked at Y/N. Her cheeks were red and she seemed a little nervous. Yoongi lifted her chin and brought her forehead to his. His pulse quickened when he noticed her cheeks darken more, and her breath falter. Maybe she felt the same way. Kissing her softly, he felt her relax into him, and with that gave him the courage to ask. Breaking away he smiled looking into her eyes once more, taking a deep breath and then asked the question that would change his life forever. Standing in the place that they created together, that showed every memory they shared. 

"Y/N...Will you be my girlfriend?" 

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A/N: What do you guys think?
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