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You and Jungkook bickered about the car he bought you the entire way to the HYBE building. His company was literally less than 10 minutes away from your apartment. Even more less when you figured out how to use the sport mode on the car too. You could walk there if you wanted to... or bike even. Once you and Namjoon get your bicycles, of course.

You couldn't lie though, you loved fancy cars. And this one in particular was everything. Jungkook was right, he did know you better than you thought. How did he manage to pick a car out like this for you was a mystery but who truly cared anyways. You were not hating it at all. In fact, you felt so damn luxurious and spoiled, you couldn't wait to go home and thank Jungkook in private later.

Or should you thank him in the backseat right now? You glanced behind you after parking in the underground garage of the massive building, checking the rear seating of your car out, a small smile cascading along your lips at the thought of breaking in the backseat of this gorgeous car with your equally if not more gorgeous boyfriend.

"What are you looking at?"

"Nothing." You mumbled quickly when Jungkook spoke, quickly clearing your intrusive thoughts and sliding your seatbelt off to get out of the car.

"Don't worry, peaches. There's enough room for the both of us back there." Jungkook chuckled, reading your mind like he usually did. Jungkook couldn't lie, when he was picking this car at the dealership, he checked out the same thing for the same reason. He wanted to make sure that if you both ever had to pound it out in the back of a car, you'd have a spacious vehicle just for that. 

He yawned, long fingers brushing through his hair, fixing the soft, brunette locks into place before sliding a black bucket hat low over his face. Jungkook really didn't want to go to work today. He'd much rather be at home in your arms or between your legs. Either one was fine with him. He leaned his head back against the headrest of the seat, his gaze fixated on your face with a playful smirk forming along his rosy lips, "Wanna jump over to the back and let me show you how spacious it really is?" He nudged his head to the back of the car and grinned, leaning forward to rest a hand over your thigh, circling over the material of your pant leg, "I know you're thinking about it."

"I'm thinking about punching you in that big ass head of yours actually." You rolled your eyes with a scoff and grabbed your keys, stuffing them into your coat pocket with a huff, "Ya nasty." You couldn't stop the annoying blush fluttering on to your cheeks. You glanced to the backseat for half a second again, actually considering to hop into the back and let him have his way with you but that was way too public even for you. But then again, you did  let him rail you in the parking lot of an arcade, dressing room, airplane and just the other night made you see stars in the bathroom of the club. So, perhaps this was tame compared to the places you've let him fuck you in.

"C'mon, honey. No one's gonna see." Jungkook smiled, giving your thigh a playful pinch, his hand going over your knee and giving your leg a gentle shake.

"I'm ignoring you now." You nodded firmly, swatting his hand away from your knee and rolling your eyes, hopping out of the car and leaving him inside.

Nuh-Uh. Not gonna happen.

You counted about ten security guards patrolling around the place just from driving down from the entrance to the parking lot alone. Security cameras were situated in every single corner of the place as well as state of the art alarm systems set up at every entrance and exit.

In other words, the entire place was well secured. And if Jungkook thought he'd be getting away with fucking you in the backseat of this car today... well.... shit, you might actually let him do it because it was Jungkook, of course. He could do anything he wanted. Make you do some dumb shit too just because he was fine as hell and it didn't take much for you to want him to break you to pieces. BUT... you wanted to keep it professional today. You weren't about to go to jail for public indecency. PLUS... This was his workplace after all.

"You're very no fun." Jungkook mumbled as he finally got out of the car and you glared over at him, locking the car and fixing your beanie as you waited for him to join you.

"Yeah, yeah. I got no jams." You rolled your eyes, "I know that joke already."

"Woah... Look at you, learning about your oppas and shit." Jungkook laughed, coming over to you and pulling you over to him by the hem of your coat, his chest pressing against yours, "You sure Hobi's your fave? Why can't it be me?"

"Nah. Hoseok oppa is still my favorite." You smiled playfully, letting him tug you closer to him, "Ah, I wonder if I'll get to see him today." You hummed in content, eyes closing as you clasped your hands together in excitement.

"You're never gonna see him now or ever again. Just know that." Jungkook hands were on either side of your arms, giving your body a light shake as your eyes closed, "Snap out of it you little fangirl and look at me. Hello? Are you there?" He was laughing and you burst out in a fit of giggles too, eyes opening and peeking up at him from under his bucket hat. Dark, smoldering eyes gazing down at you and making you feel tiny under his stare. His eyes were big and round, full of love and amusement.

Fuck. Maybe Jungkook is your favorite after all. Bias list wrecking looking ass.

"I'm just kidding. You know you have my heart. Your band mates each just hit a little different." You giggled, arms sliding around his waist and pressing yourself against him as you hugged him tight, "I'm all yours." You sang out cutely, nuzzling into his chest.

"Yeah, whatever. I gotta watch you closely now." Jungkook rolled his eyes hard, reaching up and jabbing you in the forehead as he grumbled something about never letting you hang out with them again.

He didn't mean it, of course. Yes, Jungkook was the jealous type and really tried not to let it get to him. He was doing good so far, he hoped. His jealous tendencies weren't as bad as it used to be at least. He knew you were loyal. 

You both could joke all you wanted about which member you liked most but at the end of the day, when he looked into your eyes, he knew how you felt. And he felt the same too. Jungkook wasn't the type to cheat and neither were you. All jokes aside, Jungkook knew he would never hurt you like that. He couldn't even bring himself to look at anyone else that wasn't you anymore.

Jungkook's arms slid around your shoulders, pulling your head against his chest as you both stood there against the car for a moment. It was cold in the parking lot and Jungkook wished it was summer again like the time he first met you. Jungkook's mind began to wander and he thought that if he had done things different back then, you wouldn't have been here in the dead of winter. You would have been his the first night he met you, if he didn't let you go. But he was happy with the way things were now. He had you. He didn't ever think it would get this far but it did and fuck, he was at his happiest. That's all that mattered. 

Jungkook sighed in content and gazed down at you, his eyes trailing over your face before spotting your erect nipples pressing against your sweater. You forgot to put your bra back on after your little fiasco with him in the living room and now he couldn't help but notice them. Jungkook chuckled, reaching down and brushing his hand over your chest before giving your breast a playful squeeze through your sweater. He pulled his hand back and laughed, "Damn, babe. No bra, huh?" Jungkook peeked down at you as he spoke and you rolled your eyes,

"Free the titties." You giggled and Jungkook chortled with laughter his eyes creasing into cute half-moons, cupping your face and looking down at you, thumbs caressing over your cheeks as he admired you.

He couldn't believe he went through summer, fall and winter with you already. Time was flying and he felt as though every second he spent with you was shorter than the previous one. He wanted to be with you at every waking moment. Not wanting to miss a minute being away from your warmth. How did he ever get so deep into this, he didn't know. All he knew was that he was crazy about you. Freefalling in love with you in just a short amount of time.

You went back to hugging him, resting your cheek along his chest, eyes glued to your new car. You could feel the anxiety bubbling within your veins. You were scared. You needed this hug because something about going into the building behind you both worried you. And something about Jungkook's hugs felt like the best thing in the entire world. The reality that you were just about to step into Jungkook's company started to finally settle in and it freaked you out a bit.

This was his job for crying out loud.

What if he got fired for even bringing you here?

You closed your eyes, turning your head and pressing your face into his chest as you stood there getting lost in your thoughts. Jungkook took either side of his coat, it was a furry Sherpa jacket that was wooly and warm. He pulled it around the two of you while you clung to him, chuckling as he mumbled, "I could just bury you in here with me and no one would notice but we gotta go inside now, baby. I know you wanna koala cling to me but I'm already late. I'll get my ass kicked by the guys if I delay any longer."

"We can go but... I'm just scared."

"Of what, princess? Tell me what's bothering you."

You peeled your head back from Jungkook's chest and looked up at him, eyes wide and almost teary, chewing over your lower lip for a moment before speaking, "Am I even allowed to go in there? The security is so heavy and I'm only now realizing that no one even knows about us and fuck, look at that hickey on your fucking neck! You're gonna get fired and it's all because of me, Jungkook." Your eyes fell to the angry, purple bruise on his neck.

Boy, he looked fine as hell with it but fuck, this man's about to get roasted on a spitfire if he didn't have a perfect excuse as to why he let you mark him like that.

"Wait, wait, wait. Hang on there, jagiya. What did you just say?" Jungkook's brows furrowed, eyes burning into your face as he looked down at you. He cupped your cheeks and shook his head, "Baby, no one's getting fired over a little ass hickey first of all. And second. Hang on..." Jungkook pulled away for a moment, reaching into the pocket of his coat and tugging his wallet out and flipping it open, adorable tiny dimples on his cheeks peeking out at you as his lips pressed together while he pulled a single white keycard out of the black Louis V card slot from his wallet, "...No one's going to say shit to you and if anyone does. Show them this card and then get their first and last name so I can fucking get rid of them myself." Jungkook nodded, leaning down and pushing the card into the pocket of your sweatpants, "Alright? Quit stressing. You know I'd never let anything happen to you, right?" He took your chin between his fingers, tilting your head up to look at him, "You gotta trust me, yeah?"

You were silent for a bit. Your bright eyes staring up at Jungkook, sparkling under the dim lights of the underground. You could feel the anxiety making your heart beat echo in your throat. This wasn't a game. This was his career but Jungkook knew what he was doing.

You had to believe in him.

You didn't have much of a choice.

Did you trust him? Of course! Trust was an understatement. You could put your whole life in his hands without a second thought,

"I trust you, Jungkook."

You nodded blankly as you looked at him. You felt so dumb right now. He talked to you like you were a toddler and something about it made you feel weak in the knees. Especially that last part of him personally getting rid of anyone that questioned you. You weren't sure what came over you but you wanted to climb him like a tree. You resisted though, putting on a face and shoving the dirty, nasty thoughts already marching into your head away, "I won't worry anymore, Koo. I know you got it all under control. You always do." 

You weren't about to let the negativity effect you. Jungkook was a protector and a provider. That was it. That's what he's always wanted to be. He was going to take care of you. He always did. And so, you nodded. A genuine nod of your head to make him know you were serious, allowing him to take control and letting everything fall into his hands. You leaned up to him for a kiss, the playfulness of your words dancing along your lips when you spoke, "My handsome Jungkookie's gonna take care of it." You giggled and watched his cheeks flush at your comment.

"You know, I fucking love it when you listen to me. You could be such a good girl sometimes." Jungkook grinned, taking your soul along with him as he smiled at you. He leaned down to your height, lips pressing against yours for a second before he pulled away, "I'm going to give you a really good reward later on, babe just because you're so sweet." He chuckled, taking your hand in his and lacing your fingers together, "But seriously... You know your Koo is always gonna take good care of you, right? You're my baby." Jungkook glanced over to you and you felt the air suck right out of your lungs when you looked back at him, "Ready to go inside now, peaches?"

The authority in his voice when he spoke made you want to go stand 10 feet in a pile of snow just to collect your thoughts. Fuck, y'all should have never got out of the car because you were for real about to jump into the backseat and ride him like a BMX. You felt your stomach do a flip as you looked up at him, his sweet gaze snatching your soul and making you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. You took a deep breath, looking into Jungkook's precious, glittering eyes, getting lost in those deep irises for what felt like an eternity. You finally smiled, licking over your lips before speaking,

"Ready, Kookie. Lead the way."

...

Bruh.

You clutched tight onto Jungkook's hand as you both walked in. You weren't sure what you were expecting but it wasn't this. You thought you were going to walk into an office style building with floors of cubicles and people bustling about. 

He gave your hand a reassuring squeeze and led you through a pair of large, glass doors that had his company's name etched into the glass. Once you both were inside, it was a whole new world. It was bright and clean as a whistle. That was the first thing you noticed.

The first floor had pure natural lighting and modular walls with massive windows separating each room evenly. It was a very basic but meticulous design. You wanted to admire the interior but Jungkook tugged you along with him, politely bowing and greeting his fellow staff and workers as he led you through doors and hallways.

You felt awkward to look around anywhere, avoiding everyone's eyes as you passed by. No one seemed to pay you any mind anyways and you began to wonder if Jungkook had already notified his company about the two of you. Of course, he did. He would have had to. There was no way everyone was just minding their business while some random girl walked through the building hand in hand all willy nilly with Jeon Jeongguk of all people,

"Alright, babe. I gotta go practice in this room now, do you wanna come inside with me or do you wanna look go around? You can pretty much roam anywhere you like, that keycard can get you into my room too. Floor 18, door 2."

"Uh-" You stared at the studio door Jungkook stood outside of and you were about to tell him to take you with him inside but the door swung open, almost knocking you over. You jumped, moving out of the way and almost getting behind Jungkook to hide, thinking it was a security guard coming to toss your ass out.

Nevermind.

"Shit! Sorry—" Yoongi jumped, eyes flashing to Jungkook's with a look of shock, "Oh J.K... You're an hour late- Wait, hey, Y/N! What are you doing here?" Yoongi was the one that walked out of the doors that nearly smacked you, a face towel over his shoulder and his maroon-colored sweater basically drenched. His platinum hair was held back with a headband and his neck dripped with sweat. He took his towel, patting at his forehead and neck. His sharp gaze was on your face and he smiled a bit at you, low key admiring your shyness.

Although he would never say anything, Yoongi thought you were adorable.

You adverted your eyes for a second, feeling yourself space out at the sight of him before your lips curved into a soft grin, eyes finally meeting his,

"I was just about to go watch Jungkook practice...-"

You glanced at Jungkook for help and he looked at Yoongi, "Hobi's gonna chew my ass, Hyung. We gotta go." His hand was at the door, tugging you to his side as he opened the door open to go into the studio.

"Nah, come hang out with me, Y/N." Yoongi glanced at Jungkook, nodding, "You guys are gonna be in there for a few hours. Everyone else is busy except me. I can make sure she gets something to eat too."

"Right. She didn't even eat yet. Fuck." Jungkook chewed over his lower lip as he glanced at you then looked at his Hyung, "Alright, sounds good."

"Wait, no. I'm okay." You smiled with a nod, about to pull Jungkook into the practice room in desperation.

It's not like you didn't want to hang out with Yoongi. You just still felt kind of awkward around him. He was so quiet and observant. Staring at you until you looked at him and then he would look away as if he wasn't just analyzing your every move.

He intimidated you.

Every time you looked at Yoongi all you could remember was the smirk he gave you when your eyes met the other night at his restaurant. What was he thinking in that cute little head of his?

Being around Bangtan in general embarrassed you like crazy and you weren't sure if or when you would ever get used to it.

You were also pretty sure Yoongi wouldn't ever try anything on you. He didn't seem like the type and you were grateful for that but you felt humiliated being in front of him. Yoongi seemed fine to be around you though. Stoic and nonchalant. Cold but still treating you like a little kid and even wanting to make sure you ate something.

You felt like you were being babysat and you couldn't say it bothered you. If anything, you felt kind of special. They cared about you and weren't afraid to show it.

Jungkook shook his head, "No you're not. I can't deal with you when you're hangry. You can be Suga's problem now." Jungkook chuckled and his hand wrapped around the hem of your jacket, tugging you against him, "Go with Yoongi, baby. I'll come find you later on, alright?" He nodded, looking down at you with a smile.

"Alright fine. I guess." You mumbled with a pout, glancing over your shoulder at Yoongi who stood at the side away from the two of you, leaning against a large window. He smiled at you when your gazes met. Or at least you thought you did. It was a brief curve of his lips in your direction, his slender fingers rubbing over his chin in thought.

"Good girl." Jungkook smiled triumphantly and reached up, fixing the collar of your coat, "Now give me a kiss and go have fun with my bro."

Jungkook pretty much had to force himself to let you go. He didn't want to look possessive in front of his Hyung but fuck, he hated letting you out of his sight. Jungkook felt the urgency to gate keep you. He wanted to hide you away from everyone. Wanted to keep you as his own little secret but there were no secrets in Bangtan. He knew that. He didn't necessarily trust his members either but he trusted you wholeheartedly. Most of all, he wanted you to have fun. You couldn't be attached to his hip all the time even if he wanted you to be. He knew you by now and figured you would want to start being independent soon.

Jungkook was also wary to let you go wandering around the building without him. Not because someone would approach you because they wouldn't. His company was well aware he was seeing someone. He briefly mentioned your relationship to his manager and that was enough for now. No one really asked questions except for his group members and he was cool with that. Soon enough, he'd have to introduce you to the higher ups of the company anyways and if everything went well, which he was sure of, you would get your own access to the building but until then, you could keep his card to come and go as you pleased.

Thankfully you both bumped into Yoongi... Jungkook's older, wiser brother and a person he trusted with his life. Sure, Yoongi was grumpy and quiet at times but he was also careful and genuine when he wanted to be too. He was responsible and mature. Always putting the needs of his group before his. Often taking care of Jungkook and helping to mold him to be the man he is today. Yoongi's laid back personality matched with yours quite well and Jungkook didn't mind to leave you alone with him. (Or so he thought).

Better than leaving you with Jimin or V, to be honest.

Jungkook really wanted you to get to know and get along with each of his member's and he knew he'd have to let you be free in order for you to get comfortable being in this country as well. It was hard for him to accept it but he had to. He didn't want to cage you the way he was sheltered for most of his life.

"Ugh, okay." You nodded obediently; your lips pursed as you got onto your tiptoes, lips meeting Jungkook's and pressing a soft kiss against them.

Jungkook hummed in delight as you kissed him, cupping your chin and kissing you back before pulling away with a smile, "Be good to her, Suga hyung." His eyes went to his hyung and he smiled playfully.

Yoongi watched you both kiss. Lips pressed into a line. He loathed any type of physical affection. But couldn't look away when Jungkook pulled you closer to him. He wondered how love felt sometimes but didn't care enough to pursue anything with anyone. He didn't go on dates. Didn't care for hookups. People annoyed him most of the time. But watching you and Jungkook made him yearn just a bit for some sort of connection with another person.

Was it time for Yoongi to finally let down his guard and date someone? He wasn't too sure yet but all he knew was that seeing the love you and his dongsaeng shared warmed his heart.

He was happy for Jungkook. The younger had worked himself to the brink of death for almost ten years of his life. And now that they achieved international success, he believed Jungkook finally deserved someone to make him happy and Yoongi was glad it was you.

Yoongi let out a soft chuckle, giving Jungkook a nod, "I got her, Kook. No worries." He smiled again, this time a little broader, teeth showing and lips curving into an adorable gummy grin.

Jesus, he was cute.

Yoongi crossed over to you, "Alright, let's go." He nodded and hesitated for a second but shrugged, arm sliding around your shoulder and gently tugging you against his side.

Soft. He thought to himself when he half hugged you. Fruity. He thought again when your scent hit his nose... She's... Pretty.

"Have fun, babe." Jungkook's hand was at the door of the practice room and you looked over your shoulder at him, smiling softly as you waved,

"See you, J.K."

"Oh wait, Kook." Yoongi mumbled, turning back around to get Jungkook's attention, "You got a lil something here." Yoongi motioned to the hickey on Jungkook's neck, raising his brow, "Looks like a bear mauled your ass."

"Fuck-- Right." Jungkook tried not to laugh, shaking his head as he pulled the doors open and walked into the studio.

Your eyes went to the floor, feeling the burn in your face as Yoongi's eyes glanced to you,

"You did that?" He mumbled once Jungkook disappeared, a teasing smirk dancing along his lips.

"He asked for it."

"Pft. Y'all are a bunch of freaks."

"That's rude." 

... 

You glanced at Yoongi as he led you away from the studio and down a hallway to a set of elevators, "So where exactly are we going?"

"To my room." He looked over at you as he responded. He sounded so nonchalant like it was nothing and you rolled your eyes, trying not to laugh,

"For what?"

"What do you mean for what?" Yoongi laughed quietly, "I have to shower and then I'll make us lunch... unless you have something else in mind that you want to do with me?" He walked you to the elevator and got inside with a hum, pressing over the button to floor 18. His back was to you, glancing over his shoulder with a light smile dancing along his pretty pink lips.

Was he trying to be playful? You couldn't even tell.

"I have nothing in mind. No thoughts. Head empty." You mumbled, following him into the elevator and leaning against the wall opposite of him.

Yoongi laughed softly shaking his head before glancing over his shoulder once more at you,

 "You're cute, Y/N."

For some reason you flushed red from his compliment. Something about Yoongi calling you cute made your heart swell and gave you some much needed confidence.

But lord this was still awkward. Or maybe you were just the awkward one. You stared at Yoongi's back, taking an extra good look at him. He was a smidge shorter than Jimin but of course way taller than you. Slender but fit. And very pale. Like a vampire almost. It was surreal. He was silent the entire elevator ride and it was almost as if you were no longer there. It was a comforting silence. You didn't mind if he didn't want to talk to you for the rest of your time together. His vibe screamed classy and he gave no fucks. Yoongi was a fucking mood. He radiated big dick energy. Your mind wandered to the night at the club when you first met Jungkook and you remembered Yoongi being one of your biggest tippers. Dropping money over your ass like it was nothing. You almost forgot about that but once the thought entered your mind, you couldn't forget it.

Once the elevator got to floor 18, you timidly followed behind Yoongi. He didn't turn back to make sure you got off, keeping his head forward and walking down the long corridor before he glanced over his shoulder at you, "There's Kook's room on your left."

You glanced at room number 2 and nodded to yourself, "Got it."

"This is my room but let me show you around first." He pointed with his chin to door number 7 and kept walking towards a large common area.

You glanced at the large glass door to Yoongi's room as you passed by. It was the very last dorm room at the end of the long stretch of the hallway.

The entire floor housed Bangtan. There was a gym behind two large, glass doors as well as a kitchen and lounge room. It was perfect for the seven of them. Making it easy for everyone to see each other and hang out but also have their own privacies.

Yoongi explained to you that they all used to share a tiny, cramped apartment during their debut days when they only had less than a hundred fans. They only recently moved to these apartments. Yoongi had a proud look on his face when he told you that they all had the choice to live separately but decided to move together instead. Learning this made your heart melt and you quickly decided against asking Jungkook to move in with you.

You couldn't do that to him. You didn't want to separate him from his brother's.

Yoongi gave you a tour of the entire floor, showing you the fitness and recreation rooms before taking you to the kitchen area, "Jungkook said you didn't eat yet. I'll make you something first, okay? I'll shower after. Have a seat." He pointed with his chin towards the stools along the large, marble counter and you obediently took a seat, propping your head up in your hand as you rested your elbow on the countertop, freehand running over the smooth marble of the table then tapping your nails along the surface out of sheer nervousness,

"You really don't have to, Yoongi... I'm okay."

Yoongi ignored you for a moment, eyes focused on studying your body language before his lips curved into a brief smile, his almost white hair bouncing with his movements when he shook his head, eyes on your face before drifting to your nails drumming along the countertop idly,

"You're going to eat." He said simply and you felt yourself shrink to a pebble under his gaze.

Yoongi was way too observant, eyeing your every move and judging you based on the way you presented yourself. He liked to read people. Enjoyed to study the way other's acted and note little quirky things they did. And here you were, an open book for him to indulge in.

From just being alone with you for a few moments, he could tell you were carefree and relaxed just like him but he could also tell you were feeling shy being around him, putting your guard up and reserving yourself almost to the point of you giving him an awkward vibe. He could tell that you definitely weren't used to being without Jungkook. He didn't want you to feel weird to be around him since you were his favorite dongsaeng's girlfriend, after all. He hoped making you a meal would ease the tension you felt around him.

You finally nodded, deciding to push your silly nervousness away, fingers clasping under your jaw and resting your chin on top of your hands as you looked at him,

"O-Okay, Yoongi~ Just make something simple though." You smiled at him, a bright grin that made your eyes sparkle.

Yoongi stood there and watched you for a second, "Perfect." He nodded, lips twitching into a smile himself before he made his way over to the fridge.

Your eyes zoned in on the fruit bowl in front of you as Yoongi prepared ingredients, eyeing the apples and wondering if they were even real fruits in the bowl or was it just a display. You reached out and picked up a banana, examining it before almost laughing at yourself. It was real. You sighed and peeled it open, taking a bite out of it. Your stomach growled instantly and you silently apologized to your body for forgetting to feed yourself.

Your hangover had finally subsided and you felt better thanks to the pain killers. You were still lethargic but you could function, finally gaining your appetite bite. You chewed your banana, eyes on Yoongi's back, reading the words written on the back of his sweater...

Stussy.

"Hey, Yoongi, we match!" You smiled and Yoongi pulled his head out of the fridge, turning around to face you, a soft snort escaping his mouth. You pointed to your own hoodie with a smile and he let out a quiet chuckle, "I noticed." He nodded before holding up a package of seafood, "Y/N, What do you like to eat? Are you good with seafood?"

Your lips pressed together as you thought. Suddenly you forgot your favorite foods. You hummed for a second before shrugging,

"I'm okay with anything, really. I'm not that picky."

You smiled and Yoongi hummed in response, turning back to the fridge and shutting it with his side,

"Seafood stew it is then."

"Need some help?" You slid off the stool with a smile, circling the counter over to him and tossing your banana peel into the compost then moving over to the sink to wash your hands with a hum, "I can be your assistant chef." You looked at him and giggled.

Yoongi was taken back a bit. He normally cooked for everyone with no help. He thought it was sweet that you wanted to help him and so, he nodded, grabbing an apron and tossing it over to you, "Cut up those onions." He smirked, motioning to a bunch of onions sitting on the countertop along with a bunch of other ingredients.

"Fudge. I already cried bucketloads this morning from cutting onions when I cooked." You pouted lightly and Yoongi chuckled, pulling a cutting board out of a cupboard and placing it down in front of you,

"That sucks. It helps if you close your eyes." He laughed, turning away to begin cooking.

"Rude."

Once you both were finished prepping and cooking, the entire kitchen smelled heavenly. Yoongi did most of the work. You just stood there leaning against the counter, watching him leisurely prepare a restaurant style meal like it was the easiest thing on earth.

He used you as his taste tester and you had to say, he was an amazing cook. Almost better than Jungkook. You both bonded over the peaceful feelings of doing simple activities such as cooking home cooked meals, painting and listening to music. You learned that Yoongi was one of the producers for Bangtan and you were surprised to say you were shocked. They were all multitalented but Yoongi was really creeping up on your favorite list.

He could cook, he was smart and was a lyrical genius. Yoongi was interesting to talk to and was quite funny once he warmed up to you. He was easily the perfect man. 

"Are you sure you don't want to eat?"

You were now sat on the stool near the counter again after he finished cooking, trying to be civilized as you stuffed your face with what he prepared for you but you were struggling as his cooking was exceptional. You were glad to know Jungkook was always eating good and well fed by his hyung's. No wonder he could be such a spoiled ass brat sometimes. He had amazing band-mates that took good care of him.

"I'm full just watching you eat, Y/N." Yoongi glanced over to you from the dishes he was washing and smiled, his pretty grin making you swoon.

Cue the dreamy sighs.

Yoongi would make an amazing husband one day. Ugh. 

Whoever marries this man, would be so lucky. You wanted to introduce your best friend to him. 

After eating and cleaning up, Yoongi walked with you to his dorm. He swiped a card and the doors unlocked, holding it open for you to let you go in first. Once you got inside, you marveled at the space. His room was huge. Right off the bat you could tell he was extremely organized and you were almost afraid to touch anything. You stood by the door as he disappeared down the hall, sliding out of your boots and then taking your coat off, hanging it neatly onto a hook before taking your beanie off as well and tucking it into the pocket of your jacket.

Yoongi had already went missing and you didn't know where to go. Did he want you to do whatever you wanted? You fixed your hair as you wandered into the living room area and stood in the middle of it, your socked feet feeling over the plush carpet under them, wide eyes scanning the room and looking around for Yoongi.

You could hear the water pattering from a shower a distance away and your lips pressed together, "Right." You mumbled to yourself with a nod.

He didn't even tell you he was going to shower or whatever. Just leaving you to your own devices. Well, he wasn't a talkative man to begin with. Didn't need to tell you where he was going. He already told you he was going to shower after you both left Jungkook so he assumed you would remember that and go ahead to make yourself feel at home while he got cleaned up.

You peeked at the large case of records along the wall of his entertainment set up. He had a bunch of video game consoles, figurines and a lot of CDs. Like a lot. You didn't even remember that people still used CDs and it was comforting to see his collection.

You were looking through his different variety of music and you were impressed with his music taste. He had a lot of old school R&B and Rap records and CDs. You both had similar music taste and it made you wonder if that was the reason why you liked the rap-line so much.

Your eyes fell onto a glass case containing vintage, well-kept memorabilia and you stepped back, afraid to touch it before you got any fingerprints on them.

You finally took a seat on the plush leather couch in his living room, eyes on the large desk in front of you with recording equipment set up. Mixers, controllers, speakers and microphones. You name it. He had everything. You wanted to hop onto the desk chair and start mixing your own beats but you knew better than that. This was a professional set up and you could definitely picture Yoongi sitting here until odd hours of the night, making beats and working hard for his group.

Impressive.

Yoongi finally made his way up the hallway from his bedroom, fingers brushing through his hair and rubbing at the back of his head, shaking his damp hair out, "Do you want something to drink? I have a mini fridge. You can always help yourself." Yoongi nodded and pulled the chair out from his desk, taking a seat and turning his computer on.

"No, I'm good." You smiled and he hummed in response, leaning back in his seat to turn another monitor on.

You sat on his couch, feet twiddling as you watched him. You were more relaxed now, enjoying the calm atmosphere that Yoongi created by how relaxed he was. He didn't force you to talk if you didn't want to. Didn't ask you millions of personal questions like Seokjin or Jimin would. He exuded a laidback vibe and it allowed you to relax as well.

You played with a cushion before hugging it against your chest. The room smelled like a woodsy mahogany with a hint of zest and fruitiness. It smelled like Yoongi and it was a comforting scent indeed.

"What are you working on?" You got off the couch and walked over to Yoongi, standing behind his chair and leaning over to take a peek at what he was looking at. You were leaned over his shoulder to get a good look at the computer screen and normally, Yoongi would snap and tell whoever was this close to him to fuck right off but you were different. He found it charming that you were intrigued by what he was doing so he chuckled, leaning back a bit and showing you the computer screen,

"Working on our next album. Take a seat, I'll show you."

He patted the chair next to him and you smiled, moving over and sliding it out from under the desk and plopping down next to him.

He pulled out 2 pairs of headphones and plugged them into a splitter, handing one over to you and putting the other over his head,

"How does this sound?" He pressed play on a beat he was working on after you slid the headphones on.

"Am I even allowed to be listening to your unreleased music? I thought that was classified." You giggled and adjusted the headphones over your head, listening closely to the tune for a moment then starting to bob your head along to the beat,

"Sounds like... wait- is that... who I think it is? I didn't know you guys are making music with her, wow. I want to marry her."

Yoongi simply smiled with a nod, trying not to laugh at you, "This is some classified shit. Don't tell anyone I showed it to you." He mumbled sternly and you nodded quickly,

"Of course. I have no one to tell anyways. But you better bring me with you to meet her one day, seriously."

"Nah, I need to meet her on my own first. You have Jungkook so chill out." Yoongi snorted and you rolled your eyes before laughing,

"Fine. But i'll remember that."

Yoongi then changed the song, "Wanna try making something?" He asked, sliding a mixer over to you with a playful half smile forming along his lips.

You leaned closer to the computer screen, reaching over and tapping at the controller on the desk to turn it on, "I'm sure you know this but in case you forgot, I was a stripper. I spent a lot of time at the DJ booth. Learned how to mix beats and shit like that for fun." You smiled, pulling the mixer over to you and glancing at the screen in front of the two of you, starting to tap along it to re-create the beat to his own song, 'What Do You Think?'  with a focused smile on your face,

"어떻게 생각해?"  You mumbled the intro of the song to yourself, adjusting the synchronization and then adding some bass, glancing over to Yoongi, "How's that? Obviously, your version is great but--"

"That was actually perfect, Y/N."  Yoongi mumbled, eyes locked on your face. He was thoroughly impressed. He wasn't expecting you to drop a whole fucking beat on him. He truthfully thought you'd play the ABCs or 123s on the mixer and not have a clue what you were doing. "Save that beat and let's come back to it one day." He nodded, arm sliding around the back of your chair as he leaned over closer to you, being mindful of your personal space but still keeping proximity while pointing to the computer screen, "See that button? Press it and then export the file to my cloud." He was so close that the scent of his hair was infiltrating your senses. 

His hair smelled like coconuts and it was delicious. 

You did what he instructed you to dumbly, fingers shaking lightly with excitement and he smiled a bit, nodding in approval, "That's right. Now, all I have to do is go here..." He typed along his keyboard, opening up the files and then saving it to another folder, naming it 'Producer Y/N's beats'  with a chuckle, "...And now you have your own folder to work on whenever you come hang out here." Yoongi chuckled quietly before glancing to you, "Give me your number. You can text or call me whenever you want a free meal or to hang out." Yoongi mumbled, reaching over you to the side of the desk, grabbing his phone and unlocking it.

You smiled and recited your number to him and he hummed with a nod as he typed it up and saved it, tucking his phone away, "Perfect."

He looked at you again, reading your expression to see if he made you feel uncomfortable for asking for your number but he didn't catch anything changing in your body language. If anything, you seemed more at ease now than in the beginning.

You turned when you felt Yoongi's gaze on you and you smiled at him, a soft but excited curve of your lips, hair flowing when you turned to him, making the smell of your peachy scented shampoo hit him like a train. It was a comforting smell. Reminding him of his childhood and the times he'd pick peaches on his grandfather's farm. Something about you made him feel nostalgic and he could see why Jungkook was so crazily in love with you.

You were sweet and simple. He could vaguely remember seeing you at the club the first time and he was impressed with how much you have grown and matured over just a few months.

Yoongi believed you were definitely the more level headed one between you and Jungkook and he appreciated it. He knew his saeng' needed someone like you in his life. Someone to uplift and guide him. Someone for Jungkook to lean on when the stress of being a worldwide sensation got too heavy on his shoulders. He always thought Jungkook overworked himself too hard and pushed himself to exhaustion. But ever since the younger met you, he noted that Jungkook had become more calm and reserved. He was maturing and becoming a man. It made Yoongi proud.

Your voice brought Yoongi out of his thoughts and he looked at you when you spoke,

"I had a lot of fun, Yoongi."

"Me too, Y/N. You're an alright girl." He teased and you rolled your eyes at him,

"You don't mind if I come hang out with you again?" You smiled at Yoongi and he turned to look at you, his lips also curving into a small grin,

"Course' I don't. You know how to make beats and you're chill. We're gonna get along fine." He nodded and you grinned in relief,

"Oh wow, yay!" You instantly leaned forward and latched onto him, giving him a gentle hug, squeezing him lightly in your arms.

Yoongi froze for a second but quickly melted in your embrace, his frosty exterior had warmed up to you by now and he found himself hugging you back, sliding an arm around you and returning the hug before pulling back when he heard the door to his dorm opened.

Great... can I UGH?! 

"Well, well. Yoongi hyung. You and Y/N look pretty close." Jungkook raised a brow as he walked into the room, catching a glimpse of the two of you sharing a hug.

He had to bite the inside of his cheek. Trying to keep himself from charging at his hyung and demanding why he had his hands on you.

"Oh God." You groaned when you heard Jungkook. You pulled your headphones off, sliding them over to Yoongi with an apologetic smile before looking over to Jungkook.

His face was unreadable, eyes dark and hiding how he truly felt but you could tell he wasn't too keen from the tone of his voice and his posture.

He plopped onto the couch with his legs splayed, clad with a pair of grey sweatpants. He must of took a shower because his hair looked wet, pushed back to reveal his piercings and dark eyebrows that were furrowed. His full sleeve of tattoos on display as he rested his hand over his lap, his black t-shirt fitted but loose enough to let your imagination wander. His freehand resting along the back of the couch as his eyes bore into yours, giving you a smoldering gaze.

Almost a glare, really.

He was angry. Wasn't he. 

"Don't you fucking know how to knock?" Yoongi rolled his eyes, taking his headphones off as well and hanging them up.

"Never knew that I needed to knock." Jungkook retorted, "Y/N, I was waiting for you. You didn't even text me back. I thought you went missing." Jungkook looked down at his nails before his gaze met yours and you chewed on your lower lip, "Clearly you were having too much fun." He continued, his pierced brow quirking in question and you sighed.

Here we go. Jealous Jungkook making its appearance in 5, 4, 3, 2...

"I didn't even remember to check my phone, Jungkook. I thought you'd be a few hours at the least." You raised a brow and Jungkook smirked lightly,

"Hah." He nodded, head leaning back on the couch and resting his arm along the back of it. His tongue darted out of his mouth, licking over his lips before responding, "Guess it doesn't matter now that you made a new friend, huh?"

"Stop being such a brat, Kook." Yoongi rubbed over his face tiredly, turning around to look at Jungkook, "Y/N and I were just working on some beats."

"Oh?" His brow raised and he smiled, leaning forward in interest, "Let me hear it."

You looked at Jungkook and leaned over to Yoongi's side of the computer, pressing play on the file and letting him listen to what you created before pulling back with a timid smile, "It's just for fun."

Jungkook chuckled as he listened to the beat, crossing his arms over his chest and holding his chin between his fingers as he nodded his head to the mix,

"Impressive. I like it."

"That's what I was thinking." Yoongi nodded, "We could use her on our team."

"Uh- no, thanks. I'm good." You shook your head quickly and it made the two laugh before you cleared your throat and looked at Jungkook again, "Ready to go, Jungkook?"

"I've been ready since an hour ago when I finished practice and was looking for you but you were too busy with Yoongi to check your phone, I guess."

Lord. Don't tell me he was pissed that I was hugging Yoongi. You thought to yourself. He was so fucking annoying when he was jealous.

You looked at Yoongi who was already standing, crossing to his bar cart in the living room and grabbing himself a whiskey glass.

You sighed and shot Jungkook a look before getting up and moving over to Yoongi, "Thank you for you taking care of me today, Suga." You smiled at him, ignoring Jungkook's glare as you came closer to the older and gave him another hug, tiptoeing up and resting your chin on his shoulder as you spoke, "I'll text you the next time I come over to the building so we can hang out." You nodded with a smile as you pulled back and Yoongi chuckled, pulling back from the embrace as well and reaching down to ruffle your hair,

"No problem, I look forward to that, kiddo."

Jungkook's jaw clenched and he rose from the couch at once, making his way to the door without saying a word, lips pressed thin together. He slid his shoes on and opened the door, looking over his shoulder at you,

"You coming?"

"I'm right behind you." You mumbled and he left, not even looking back for you, leaving you to grab your coat and slide your shoes on.

Yoongi walked you over to the door, leaning against it with his whiskey glass in hand, "Don't let him get to you. He gets jealous even when we don't give him attention."

You looked at Yoongi and sighed, "It's okay. I can handle him. Thank you again for today." You nodded, pursing your lips before giving Yoongi a smile, "See you, Sugie~"

Yoongi chuckled at the name you called him, "Have a good evening, Y/N. Keep in touch." He nodded once, letting you out of the room before shutting the door, eyes scanning over the whiskey in his glass as he made his way back to his desk. He sat down, taking a sip of his liquor and letting the malty flavor of his drink swirl within his mouth before he swallowed, mumbling to himself as his mind drifted to you calling him 'Sugie',

"Cute." 

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