Yoongi arrives with the others at your mom's house for dinner. As soon as he entered he came straight to you and took hold of your hand.

"When can we talk?" 

You softly say, "After dinner. I don't want to take a chance of ruining dinner for Mom and the others if we can't talk things out." 

He nods in understanding and says, "I really want this to work out for us." 

He reluctantly lets go of your hand to go greet your Mom with the others.

You are hoping everything goes well, and you know you'll feel better after eating something to help settle your anxiety. You're scared, not sure if things will end well or go horribly wrong again.

After dinner, you and Yoongi decided to talk in the living room while the others offered to help your mom clean up and do the dishes. They knew Yoongi wanted time to talk to you, and they didn't mind helping your mom.

You both sit down and as he takes your hand, you both simultaneously say, "I'm sorry." 

You both laugh, and he says, "I'm sorry for upsetting you." 

You lower your head and tell him, "It was all my fault . ." you pause and look up at him, and both grin and say at the same time, "Jimin's fault." 

You laugh together, and you start to lean over on him laughing but catch yourself and sit back up. You and Jimin got in trouble because of the way you both laugh.

You tell him, "I'm sorry for the things I said to you. I have feelings for you Yoongi but you kept saying you'd rather be a rock and I didn't think a rock could have feelings for me and I . . " 

He interrupts you, "About the whole rock thing, I was trying to explain it when you suddenly shut me out." 

You lower you head embarrassed. You had let your anxiety and over thinking get the better of you that night.

He gently lifts your face up, "Sweetheart, and I'm calling you that because I want to. I do have feelings for you. I have for a long time now. I tried to explain that it's hard for me to be vulnerable and to me, that is showing my feelings. I try to keep them closed off. I feel them but I don't want others to see them. It has cost me so much in the past. Thinking of being a rock is like a safety measure."

Your eyes are misty, you take hold of his hand. What he is saying is so personal and you love the fact that he is sharing it with you. He is being vulnerable with you and your heart wants him to understand you too. 

"Yoongi, I have an issue with anxiety and I over think things. I'm so sorry I was mean to you. I, I was just so conflicted. I was confused because you kissed me, very passionately I might add, then you tell me you rather be a rock. I have more than a crush on you." 

You blush as you tell him, "My feelings for you are deeper than that." 

In almost a whisper he asks, "Do you love me?" 

You can't speak, you just nod your head, afraid to look at him for fear of seeing rejection in his eyes. His hand gently caresses your cheek then goes under you chin to rise you face up to his.

 There is such tenderness in his eyes as he leans close. His gaze drops to your lips as he softly touches his lips to yours waiting for a response from you. 

You kiss him back placing your arms around his neck to hold him close. His kiss deepens and his arms wrap tightly around you drawing you close to his body. You softly moan and feel your body melt to his.

One kiss led to another and you both were speaking with your feelings for each other without words. Letting your hearts speak for you, getting lost in love in the living room.

Your mom and the boys having finished up in the kitchen are heading towards the living room when you mom notices. 

She suddenly stops, blocking the boys, "Oh, Um I almost forgot did I show you the plans I have for the back yard garden?" 

They had stopped and she continues, turning them around shooing them back through the kitchen. They kept looking back at your Mom wondering what is going on as they moved through the kitchen to the back door. They laugh at her nervous excitement about showing them her plans for the garden and go out into the back yard.