One firm heel digging into the floor after another, the woman pauses in her pace and soaks in the scent of ocean breeze she knew well until the big move. It was many years ago, but still makes her cringe to think she lived happily in the filthy conditions of a commoner.

Flinging off her sunglasses with one hand, she parts the hair from her face. "Why on earth does he want to live in this dump?" She eyes the ceiling.

Average.

Then grimaces at the floor.

Disgusting.

Setting down her luggage before heading to the front desk, she fishes her phone from her pocket to check for a final time before raging.

The words clutching to her green word bubble in the chat emphasize his intent more than ever.

Read.

Tapping a nail to the temple of her forehead, she chuckles softly, "Ouch."

That's no way to greet an old friend. Especially one you haven't seen in ages.

The woman rocks in her stance, deliberating her method of going about things.

Casual is definitely pushing it... Not to mention a waste of energy. But it seems the wolf has sniffed out her intentions, which only means regaining his trust and favour will be a challenge.

A very, very difficult challenge.

But that's fine, she's already a few steps ahead. Anybody who didn't see this coming granted their history and chemistry, is an idiot. That's why she's here for a little good old fashioned payback.

He chose to deliberately ignored her messages though fully aware of the consequences from higher-ups. That's why she figured she's relax his punishment a few notches and instead give him the shock of his life; a visit.

More importantly, one that will sway him to give up the childish leverage he's clutching onto and force him to carry out the labour of his destiny. After all, a clock can only tick for so long.

This woman's goal, or rather mission, is actually quite simple.

Get the signature.

No matter what it takes, and at all costs, she needs it.

This is business, not something she's doing out of the kindness of her really, really small heart. Infact, she would much rather be down at the big malls of Seoul, purchasing items from luxury brands like Gucci than wasting her precious time "bonding" with that dark-haired devil.

Yes, that son of a bitch.

Min Yoongi.

Checking into the front desk, the long ebony haired woman is greeted by the kind smile of the bougie clerk. "Hi there! What can I do for you?"

"I'm looking for a room." She says, tapping her nails against the surface of the desk. Chaerin types the information into the computer in record speed, handing the young woman her ticket and soon after, key.

But before she can leave, your aunt presents a waver to the maiden, a pen clutched in her other palm.

"Just need to you to sign here and here." Chaerin gestures to the doted lines. "They explain hotel policy. All noise that exceeds reasonable standards after the curfew of 11 pm will be reported by one of our staff. And after your stay, you are required to make your payments at the front desk before leaving the premises. Any questions?"

The woman's lips curve into a beautiful smile, one that has your aunt's mind twirling in the depths of confusion and familiarity; the kind that she can't quite put her finger on, but that she knows so well.

That young beauty's features... They strangely resemble her... Almost to the point where it's a spitting image of the 50 something year old... But that doesn't make sense!

Right?

"Ah goodness! I forgot, one more thing dear!" Your aunt calls out, adjusting the glasses resting on the bridge of her nose. "I forgot to take your name! I just need it for security."

The young girl shakes her head and smiles knowingly. "Im Subin."

❈

Melodies of unmistakably loud laughter sounded from the bay below. If it weren't for the fact Yoongi recognized those idiots instantly as his friends, they would've been murdered for snapping him of dreamland.

Clamping the pillow over his ears, Yoongi groans softly.

Would it kill them let a guy get some decent shut-eye?

"Jeez," You giggle groggily from comfort of beneath the sheets. "You sound just like an old man. What are you, 50?"

Instantly Yoongi's face befriends a deep shade of crimson, his throat drier than the Sahara.

Shit!

He hadn't realized he said that out loud.

He chuckles, fanning himself with one hand. "Well this is embarrassing."

You'd expect things to be... awkward since that day, however the opposite has happened. Instead of shutting you out, Yoongi's begun to unravel himself like a present on Christmas day. No matter how slow or tentative, it's still happening.

The matter of fact is that he's beginning to trust.

Everyday you find yourself roaming his rose garden of secrets, eventually getting closer to the golden castle shrouded in the distance by pine trees on a hill. You've even discovered the slightest imperfections, like how his ring finger is nearly matches the length of his middle finger, which in a way makes him even more attractive than before.

Your lips press into a kind smile, and your eyes never refraining from his find themselves swooning over the pure glassy broodiness of his galactic soul suckers. Folding your hand into his, you hum sweetly, snuggling closer to his frame.

For a moment, you just breathe it all in. The fact that this is real. That he is lying beside you, holding you, giving himself up for you...

Oh boy, you've definitely fallen deep.

Yoongi's eyes twinkle with adoration as your precious rings of laughter ooze into his ears. Your small hand so snug in his... Something about it has his body screaming all kinds of signals. Even blooming into a flower of thrill.

It's like it almost makes him... Happy.

He flinches slightly to the cold slither of your hand against his cheek, then relaxing as you simply brush the ebony dusting his forehead and frame it around his face. Searching deep into his eyes, you catch it briefly, a glint of relief.

His attention turns to the sensation of your hand stroking the heart of his cheek, "Yoongi..." You whisper, pulling in.

His eyes flutter shut.

"IF YOU SHOOT ANYMORE WATER AT ME I WILL- AHHHHHH!"

The piercing shout of the romantic mood-wrecker of a maknae, Jungkook, has Yoongi let out a sharp groan of annoyance and thrusted you into a full on fit of laughter. Yoongi rolls his eyes.

"Wow Jungkook does not know how to shut up." He shoots up, regarding the window with hollow eyes. "I mean I get that he's into Taetae but yeesh, they really need to get a room."

You gasp playfully, "Gosh, is this a juicy love affair I'm smelling?"

"You bet." Yoongi purrs, sliding his two arms of man-muscle over your shoulders, head pushed into the crook of your neck. "Wait until Jimin hears about this one." He grins along your skin.

"Y-Yoongi-"

"HEY! YOU TWO LOVEBIRDS!" Within a split second, you jump back from each other like one of those scenes in a cliché romance film where all the protagonists clearly have an oh-shit-we-just-got-caught look on their hilariously cartoonish faces.

For a moment, you and Yoongi just look back at each other with ridiculously wide eyes and hanging jaws. You even catch him mouth a regretful shit before rushing to the window.

The very much open window.

Guess that explains all the ruckus.

By now, all of his friends and Bora have lumped themselves together in a generously sized group like a class of preschoolers waiting for the afternoon bus. All seven sets of eyes glimmering with a killer stroke of anticipation.

"Wow, I can't believe that worked... " Jimin mutters, gaze accompanying his feet against the grace of the soft sand folded between his toes.

Jungkook brushes past with charismatic strides, slapping the loaded water gun against the palm of his other hand. "Of course." He sings smugly, casting a wink Jimin's way. "Everything I do works."

Bora clears her throat. "Ahem. Guys..."

"Oh right!" Jin whoops with a shrug. "Y'ALL NEED TO LEARN HOW TO SHUT WINDOWS!"

"Also get a room!" Taehyung adds, jumping behind Jungkook almost too quickly when Yoongi sends a hefty glare his way.

You tilt your head to the side, brows knitted. "We're in a room though..."

"Idiot!" Taehyung winces as Jungkook gives him a much deserved power slap over the head with the toy gun. "Don't say something that makes you look stupid."

Taehyung pushes his shoulders back and stands tall in an effort to intimidate the underling with the uncanny resemblance of a bunny. "Did you just call me stupid?" His lip twitches.

"Yeah. And what are you going to about it?"

"Alright alright stop! We're coming down!" Yoongi shouts, then sighing as he searches the room frantically for a pair of swim trunks. Thank God he can deescalate any situation with a creative interjection.

Seriously, what a genius.

"Wait-" You flip around and face him with swelled eyes, "Are you nuts!? I don't have a bathing suit!" Remarking your shout-whisper, Yoongi comes to a crisp halt. He curls the towel clutched in his palm and glances back almost too eagerly for your liking.

"Well then," He smiles, rolling the words in his mouth like hard candy. "Neither do I."

It's at that moment the strikingly real meaning of his words sink in -- and deep.

Yoongi's lips curl as you've seemed to understand, face now a brilliant rouge as you clutch the nearby chair.

"W-wait! Are you saying that-?"

"Ask the others if they have spares? Of course." He shrugs, lips curving slightly.

"Right." You chuckle. "I was definitely thinking that."

❈❈

"I was definitely not thinking this!" Your eyes couldn't fly any wider in horror as you analyze the swim suit. "Bora, what the heck are doing with a bikini this racy!?"

"Hey, you said swimsuit. Last time I checked that is a swimsuit." She gestures to what essentially looks to be yarn scrunched in your hands. "Besides," She giggles sauntering over to the nearby cabinet, thrashing open the doors dramatically. "Nothing a little bourbon can't fix."

She grins too wide for your liking as she tosses you a shot glass.

Without much thought Bora begins making her way to the door. "Drink up. Tonight is going to be one hell of a ride."

You grimace at the bathing suit in your hands, heat flaring to your cheeks as you lift your gaze to the ceiling. "C-could you lend me a shirt?"

Bora comes to a pause in her voyage, spinning around with a smile so devilish your legs give out a little.

"Nope. Should've asked earlier sucker." She winks.

"W-what?"

"See you down by the beach." She sticks out her tongue and walks off.

Great.

❈❈ ❈

This is beyond uncomfortable. You can't help but grimace a little as you tug at the strings hugging your waist. That's right, not even full strips of fabric. Threads.

The door swings open almost too eagerly as you part from the hotel lobby, a swift breeze brushing the hair from your visage. You snuggle yourself into your own embrace with the hopes to eliminate the prickling cold.

Out by the sea, a head of brown bobs up from the water,"Oh! She's here!" Quickly, the others follow in Jungkook's lead, smiling much too widely for your liking.

With each second passing, the painful silence only accentuates much like Yoongi's fiery gaze as he eyes follow your every curve from head to toe. He turns away, the ruminants of cherry whispering against his cheeks under the moonlight.

Namjoon chuckles, tossing his head suggestively towards Yoongi. "Now that's what you call honey."

"That's enough." Yoongi mumbles, placing his hand on his tall companion and nearing his lips to his ear. After pulling away, Namjoon's ears tint a teasing champagne, Yoongi flashing him a brief smile before rushing off to meet you by the stairs.

You can't help but shoot Yoongi a questioning look as he plants himself smugly beside you.

"What did you say to him?"

At first his eyes widen, then he chuckles softly, patting your head affectionately. "Not your secret to know my dear."

You raise an eyebrow.

"What?" He shrugs, gums showcasing as the corners of his lips carry. At that moment, his breath stings your skin and fills your senses with the answer to his quirky behaviour.

You shift your weight back, arms folded. "How many shots did you have?"

He smiles sheepishly, snaking one arm around your waist, "What does that matter? No number of shots would get me as wasted as a single embrace from you." He pulls you close, lowering his face to yours.

Retreating back the mere inch you can muster within his bear-like strength,"Y-Yoongi!?"

He chuckles a little, slurring his words in a oddly charming way. "Even a kiss will do..."

Whisked from your feet, a foreign arm wraps around your shoulder, yanking you towards them. A smile of relief plays on your face as you acknowledge the your savior, his not so graceful piercing shout following soon after.

"HEY STOB IT!"

"Agreed." Bora sighs, hopping onto the staircase with a red cup in hand. She regards you with a teasing smile before pointing an accusing finger at Yoongi. "Your flirting sucks. Aren't men from the south supposed to be good at it?" She offers him a sympathetic headshake. "Whatever. You are literally failing the best stereotype ever."

Jin clears his throat, shooting your sister an unamused look. "More importantly, you had way too many mariachis dude. No PDA! Things could get a little... you know..."

Bora scrunches her nose. "You mean too many mariajins?"

Pleased, Jin claps his hands together, whooping with squeaky laughter. "Exactly." He turns back, "Anyways, no touchy-touchy, got it?" Suddenly Jin's eyes nearly fly out of their sockets, his mouth dropping a little.

"Where did he go?"

At the snap of a desperate voice, you all crane your heads out to the raging waters below. "YOONGI, NO!"

And before you knew it, he thrashed himself forward.

2018/12/20

Happy Holidays everyone! ^^

I know it's been seriously like over a month since I've updated, but guys I promise, I will show you why.

Please, allow me the courtesy to show you guys!

I WON 1ST PLACE Y'ALL!😆

I was busting my chops for a whole month to make the auditions and not look like an idiot in front of my school, and I guess it worked lmao? 😂✊

I wanted to make all ARMYs proud, so I decided to audition for dance using BTS choreo, and I somehow did okay?😅👍

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