Y/N's POV

I lost it all and it only took one kiss. One kiss for my whole mind to lose control. For my body and earthly desires to take over. Yoongi brought me to his house. Apparently, it isn't just his house, but it was a house shared with his friend who was at the moment unavailable since he was working.

Yoongi told me that his friend wouldn't mind because he's cool. I just really hope he won't see me here or that would be embarrassing. After all, we're all adults now.

After the short ride from the reunion and our undeniable tension, he slammed me by the door, locking it in the process. He was impatient and so was I.

He didn't give me time to respond as his lips crashed into mine. The kiss turned roughly by the minute.

I let my hands traveled around the body that once belonged to me. While he caressed every curve I had.

I know I might regret this later on, but I can't deny the fact that I missed him, that I missed us. I roamed my fingers through his fluffy hair, occasionally tugging it. While his long fingers held me in place, firmly gripping my waist and bringing me closer as possible. Like he was afraid I would slip any moment.

Once he reached my thighs he took my left leg and lifted it to his waist. By that position, I felt the bulge that was restricted by his pants. He pressed it more between my legs and my breath hitched.

Taking it as an opportunity, he slid his tongue inside my mouth. I felt nostalgic as his mouth took mine. Reminiscing our little adventures when we were young.

How I snuck up just to meet him and support his gigs. Then we'll end up getting drunk even if we're underage just to celebrate his victory.

Back then he was a rapper. He had a passion for music. While Hoseok was a dancer. Music was our bond, it brought us together. But it wasn't strong to keep us going on.

It was all good while the happy memories last. As I was remembering it I didn't notice that we stopped kissing. Yoongi was now staring at me deeply. While I looked at him puzzled.

"Why?" I breathed out.

"You were crying." He told me softly as he wiped the tears that unknowingly fell from my face.

"I was?" I questioned as I unconsciously wiped my tears.

"Are you okay?" He asked once more as he kept his gaze at me.

I shook my head as I looked up to him and asked, "Are we? What is this? What are we doing? We aren't together anymore so what is this?"

He sighed before leading me to the couch to sit. "Yes Y/N we aren't together anymore, but I want to make it up to you. I want to tell you everything. Why I did what I had to do."

I scoffed once he finished talking. "Tell me what? That you happened to chicken out once I got pregnant? And now that I'm fine you're back again is that it?" I spat in his face while I felt the tears forming again.

"No, no that's not it. I'm back for good. I'll never leave anymore I promise." He softly informed me.

"Promise?" I chuckled bitterly, the word having a sour taste In my mouth.

"The last time you promised me something you broke it also. So what is the difference now?" I mockingly asked him.

Yoongi sighed but didn't answer.

I stood up from the couch and rolled my eyes then looked at him, "See? There's no difference. You're just gonna mess me up once again." I turned and was about to leave when he grabbed my arm then turned me harshly, then kissed me.

Our mouths molded perfectly, I took his lower lip while he took my upper lip, biting it between our kiss. Our tongues moved in perfect sync with each other.

God, I missed him so bad!

But it's wrong, I have Jin.

I pushed him and turned once again, when I felt him hug me from behind.

"Listen to me Y/N." He pleaded, his voice hoarse. He then turned me around and I saw him crying.

Don't fall for it Y/N!

"I'm a walker Y/N! A Gigolo!" He blurted out and I stared at him eyes wide.

"It started out when we were together," He continued, "I can't support myself. When dad divorced mom I had no other choice. I was drowning in debt with school loans and all the money that dad took. I'm a dirty person!" He shouted this time, as he slumped on the floor.

"While you were happy with me, I was disgusted with myself. I thought of leaving you for a while, to pursue my dreams and get back to make up from all my shortcomings." He said as he looked up to me while his eyes were red.

I lowered to his level and find the words to tell him even if it was hard. "But that doesn't justify what you did! I was devastated Yoongi! I loved you and you left me with our baby. I stopped from school to raise him! You know how hard that was? I gave up my youth for our son while you were away." This time tears were also flowing down my face.

"I know kitten, that's why I'm here. To make it right." He spoke as he wiped the tears that once again appeared on my cheeks ruining my already ruined makeup.

I scoffed at the nickname, "It's all in the past now Yoongi. We can't turn back time even if we wanted to."

"I know Y/N, but please listen to me. Even if you don't want me anymore, I'll never give up! I'll make it up to you, to our son." He spoke earnestly as his eyes flashed with determination.

I violently shook my head. "No need Yoongi, I'm fine now. We're fine now. I have a boyfriend and he treats me right. Please don't be selfish. My son doesn't need you."

"How could you say that?" He looked at me incredulously.

I know that he only wants to be a good father, but I can't afford to confuse my son. He doesn't need a father that may leave him at any moment. All my son needs is me, only me.

"Say what? That you are a selfish jerk who left his supposed to be family to pursue his dreams, and pay for his debts? That's stupid Yoongi! We could have worked it out together if you didn't leave. I would never judge you with your work! Do you think that lowly of me? Is that it?" I told him as I felt him being too pushy for my comfort.

Even before, Yoongi has this personality that forces me to agree on something that he wants. To the point where I'll give up and just agree to him because he's always on my ass. But this isn't one of those.

"No Y/N that's not it. I just-" I cut him off.

"Just what? Tell me? That you enjoyed fucking other women or possibly even men? That's right! You can't possibly stay with me! Because I'm boring, is that it?" I asked as I became agitated. Yoongi was my first so I was completely clueless that time.

"No Y/N that's not what it is!" He whisper-yelled.

"Okay, if not then I'll just leave and forget that I talked to a selfish bastard named Yoongi," I spoke as I felt the air gets stuffy. Whenever we argue I always end up walking away or the argument will just go on until we say hurtful words without realizing it.

"For fucks sake Y/N just listen! I want to see my son! Whether you like it or not!" Yoongi finally shouted.

At that, I looked at him shocked, but I quickly covered it with a scowl. "You will never dare Min Yoongi! I swear don't you mess with my son's life. He will have a father and that would never be you!"

"Don't be selfish Y/N." He breathed out.

I ran my hands on my hair, completely frustrated with the conversation and the man in front of me. "Oh my God Yoongi! Are you hearing yourself? I'm selfish? Then what are you? You know what? I'm out, or else I might just punch the hell out of you."

"Then punch me," He nonchalantly said.

I turned to look at him, but he was dead serious.

"If punching me would ease your pain then do it. After all, I deserve it." He shrugged.

I narrowed my eyes at him and asked, "What game are you playing Yoongi?"

"Nothing, but just make sure it would be light. You know how much I bleed whenever I got hurt." He reminded me as he prepared himself to receive the punch which he assumed I would give him.

I never suspected he had a plan. I was aiming for his jaw when he faced me. Completely taking the blow was his nose. As my fist collides with his nose, a crunch was heard and he stumbled a few steps back. When he looked, up his nose was bleeding.

I gasped as I saw him swear, "Fuck Y/N when did you learn to punch like that?" He asked me while smirking, then it hit me. He really took the blow on purpose.

The next moments transpired swiftly, that I was completely stunned to react.

He took me by his shoulders again, and this time threw me at his bed. I started to get up when he straddled me, taking my wrist, then I heard a faint metal click. My eyes widen when I looked to my side. He handcuffed me!

"Fuck what is this Yoongi?" I growled trying to remove my hands from the cuff, but to no avail.

"Sleep with me tonight, that's all. Let's talk about this again tomorrow. Make yourself at home. I'll just clean my nose." He told me as he left me alone in his room.

"Yoongi! Fuck you! I'll kill you once I'm out of this stupid cuffs!" I shouted at the top of my lungs while rummaging the side table to look for the keys.

A minute has passed and he still didn't come back. I felt the energy leave my body, as I looked at the clock that was hanging by the wall. It was already 3 am, after reading the time I felt my body grew heavy. Before I knew it, my eyes betrayed me.

Yoongi's POV

I was rummaging the fridge for ice packs while she was still shouting. As I moved to the sink to clean my nose, I heard the profanities getting softer until it went out completely. I let it be, as I finished with my nose. Even if her punch hurt like hell it was worth it, because I was able to make her stay.

Once I looked at the living room I saw her belongings on the couch. But I decided to ignore it and leave it there. As I entered the room she was now sleeping. She didn't bother to get under the covers.

Guess she's really tired.

I just chuckled at the childish scene in front of me, then proceeded for a shower.

After the shower, I went by her side and removed the cuffs. Once I saw the red marks I instantly felt guilty. I only did it to calm her down and stop her from leaving. I really want to talk to her and convince her to let me see my son or if possible get back together.

Yes, I know it's selfish of me, but I really want to make it up to them, to her. I also honestly believe that she doesn't have a boyfriend. After all, why would she come without him?

I want my family back and this time nothing is gonna hold me back. I'll win them back. If I need to start from zero then so be it.

I finished my studies because of them, so I could give them the best that they deserve. I went back because of them. If I have to endure her hurtful words or even her parents I'll do it. Because this time I'll never hold back.

I looked at her side and kissed the cuff marks lightly when she shifted.

"Y/N?" I asked.

"What?" She groggily answered. Y/N had a habit of sleep talking when she's tired. Maybe that still hasn't changed at all.

"Don't you want to get out of that dress?" I inquired, stifling a giggle.

"No! Why would I? You just wanna see my gorgeous body." She whined as she rolled over the bed while trying to scratch her stomach.

I let out a snort and decided to ask her again. "You sure? You don't want to change your clothes?"

"No, don't be annoying. I told you I don't want to move anymore." She still answered half asleep.

"Y/N?" I asked once again, as I found it amusing how she can still keep a conversation even asleep.

"What?" She whined as she started scratching her head.

"I could change your clothes." I teased.

"No! I don't want to! You pervert!" She protested as her arms started flailing around.

It was a comfortable silence as I stared at her.

I really did miss her so much.

Her steady breathing and slightly parted lips. Even her disheveled hair, all of her was beautiful, I missed all of this.

She shifted once again and this time completely faced me. Her arms slowly made it's the way towards my body as she pressed herself against me more.

I enjoyed the comfort and warmth that her body gave, despite the dress that she wore when she spoke. "I love you so much boyfie."

Simple words that broke my heart to pieces.

So she really wasn't lying?

I unconsciously smiled as tears ran down my face.

Am I too late?

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