My family and I went to church today and, of course, Min Yoongi was there. His father was giving the sermon while him and his mom sat across the isle from us. I wore a dress every church day because my boyfriend likes me in a dress. After church, we would meet up and have a date for the whole day. My parents had no objections since I'm dating the Pastor's son. He's a good boy and they trust him a lot.

Everyone in church knows I'm dating Min Yoongi and a lot of them don't approve since I'm known to be quite the opposite of my boyfriend. The elders say he's too good for me but then they'll say their daughters could've been a better match. Well, I think not. After all, I'm the only one who can make Min Yoongi confess to his truest desires.

"Yoongi, don't forget to bring her home before 8pm." My dad had reminded and I can't even tell you how embarrassing it was.

"Dad! I'm an adult. I can take care of myself." I said. I don't live with them anymore ever since I turned 21 but they keep insisting on having a curfew.

"I will, sir." Yoongi said, having been so obedient. They love him. My parents are glad I made one right decision in my life.

"Are you really taking me home before eight?" I asked Yoongi as soon as my parents drove away.

"I won't if you don't want me to." He said, putting a smile on my face. I hugged him as I pulled his lips down on me. Yoongi pulled away, "We're in front of the church."

I looked around and saw familiar faces giving us judging looks. Of course, they don't blame it on Yoongi. I know they think I'm a bad influence on him. Then I made eye contact with a girl who used to be one of my friends, Hannah. When she found out that Yoongi liked me, she started to spread false rumors about me, things that ruined my reputation. Her mouth spoke rotten things like how I flirt around with all the boys when we were in high school and that I even seduced one of my teachers. In fact, between the two of us, she's the one who needs the most prayers for being an envious spawn of satan.

A thought came to my mind along with a smile. She was whispering to her friends probably telling them more lies so while she and her friends watched, I made Yoongi kiss me inside his car. I want them to see how I make out with the Pastor's son.

"Yoongi." I pulled away slightly so I could regain my breath, a smile was on my lips when I met his eyes. "Want more?"

Yoongi stared back into my eyes, contemplating but his physical desire was stronger than his faith at the moment. "They told me I'm bad for you."

"Who said that?" Yoongi uttered so calmly as he caressed the side of my face. "No, you're not.. They can't tell me what's good or bad for me. They don't know you like I do."

Yoongi pulled me back to him, his lips molding into mine again and it felt wonderful. He gave me a smile when he broke the kiss. That beautiful smile is like a never ending blessing for me. I do bad things because I can't help being human but every time I see him, he makes me want to change myself. How can someone be so kind all the time?

Hannah was fuming in anger when I looked at her again. Yoongi didn't know what I did was because I want Hannah to blow her head off in anger. It made me feel guilty even though she was wrong too.

"I kissed you because Hannah was there." I confessed as Yoongi drove.

"What?" He glanced at me briefly then focused on the road again.

"I kissed you because Hannah was there. You know she likes you and you know what rumors she spread about me." I added, trying to be calm even though the thought of Hannah makes me furious. I don't have it in me to forgive that backstabbing devil.

Yoongi kept quiet for awhile and then he sighed, "Why did you do that?"

"Because I want it to be clear to her that you're mine." I turned to him and said. He didn't even look at me.

"She knows that." Yoongi replied.

"You're siding with her." I laughed in disbelief. "Let me off here."

"I'm not siding with her." He pulled over the side of the road but he didn't unlock the doors when I told him to.

"Unlock the door, Yoongi." I told him sternly, not looking at his face.

"How are you getting home?" He asked. I hate it when he's right but I care too much about my pride.

"I can get a cab. Just let me off here." I reiterated. "Why are you defending her? She did bad things to me. Don't you remember that time she told everybody that I was having sex with a teacher for my grades? You know it wasn't true."

"Come here." Yoongi leaned over to hug me. I could smell the perfume I gave to him on his clothes as he made me lean my head on his shoulder, "I didn't like it that you did that because you're not like her. I don't want you to be like her."

"Actually, I don't have money for a cab." I told Yoongi and he chuckled. I like hearing his laugh. He kissed my temple as he pull away, letting me sit back again. I flashed him a smile, reaching out for his hand and holding one of his fingers as he drove.

Yoongi looked down at his hand and smiled, "Why are you so cute? You're going to give me a heart attack."

"Well, it's either this side of me or the horny side of me? You don't get to complain." I said, his fingers filling the spaces between mine.

"I love both." Yoongi replied and I couldn't help but smile as my butterflies become restless.

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"Darling, don't you have plans today?" Mom asked when I was looking for something to eat in the fridge. "Do you want to go with me to your little brother's soccer game?"

"Nah, it's too hot and I have to go to Yoongi's later because he's sick." I picked up a yoghurt and began eating it.

"Cook him some chicken soup, sweetie." My mom had given me the recipe, "Aw the poor boy. He lives alone too."

"I live alone too. Why are you not concerned about me?" I asked.

"Oh honey, your immune system is very strong. I'm not worried at all." She said as she gave me a kiss on my head, "Well then, I have to go. Take good care of my future son-in-law."

I swear sometimes my own mother hates me. I mean, lately, it's like she doesn't want me to visit and when she calls me it's always about an errand, never because of me but it's okay. I have Yoongi. He's like a mother and a father to me along with being my boyfriend. When we first started dating he was like the principal, the disciplinary committee and the teacher all in one.

"Yoongi, it's me." I had to knock on his door more than twice before he could open the door for me. He looked horrible, "You really don't look good. Did you take your medicine?"

"Yeah." Yoongi said in a nasal voice. "My fever went down now but I still don't feel any better."

"Aw my poor baby." I cupped his cheeks and pecked his lips.

"Cassie don't kiss me. You'll get sick too." Yoongi stepped back and then coughed really bad.

I felt his forehead with the back part of my hand, "You're still feverish. Go lie down on the bed and rest."

He lied back down on his bed, wrapped in a blanket while I help him arrange the things on his desk. When I was done, I prepared a basin of iced water and a small towel to put on his forehead so his fever will go down. Yoongi had his eyes closed but he wasn't sleeping.

"What happened? You're not giving yourself time to rest again, don't you?" I said, "You shouldn't have taken that teaching job. You're busy enough as it is."

"It's not because of that." He opened his eyes and held my hand, staring at my face.

"What?" I stared back at him, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I don't know if it's because of my high fever that's making me think like this but I really want to kiss you right now." Yoongi pulled on my arm, keeping me against his body and then his other arm went around my back as he began to kiss me.

I straddled his hips, situating myself on top of him as his hand moved up to the back of my neck as the kiss progressed into something beyond warm. Our mouths produced wet sounds as our lips softly suck on each other's tongues and then his hands began to feel the curve of my back all the way down.

His hands trailed up my body, along my neck to finally cradle my face in both of his hands. Yoongi stopped kissing me and I opened my eyes, placing soft open mouth kisses towards the line of his jaw before moving back to his lips.

I pulled back to give him a small smile, "What a naughty boy you are."

He chuckled lowly and then pulled me down beside him, hugging me close as he bury his face in my hair. Yoongi smiled and then said, "I feel better now that I've kissed you."