The first rays of the sun were entering the room as I slowly open my eyes, that very familiar dark ceiling staring down at me. I glance to my right to see that Yoongi is still sleeping soundly beside me. Although he may be tough sometimes, when he sleeps, he looks like a small kitten. "So adorable..." I chuckled while removing a few strands of hair from his face.
Wanting to surprise him, I slowly sit up on the bed looking around for a pair of slippers to wear before I leave for the kitchen. While doing so, a small black bag resting on the cupboard caught my attention. I reach out for it to see its content but halfway towards it, a large hand grabbed mine, stopping me from reaching the bag. Soon after, I felt another arm wrap around my waist moving my body back on the bed and into a warm hug.
"Good morning Chim," Yoongi greeted me with his husky morning voice. Just those three little words were enough to make a huge smile form on my lips.
"Mornin' Suga," I greeted him back while turning around to peck his lips. "What's in that bag?" I asked, having curiosity take the better of me.
"Oh... That? It's nothing. Just a few pills. I have problems with headaches and insomnia so I take some painkillers and sleeping pills from time to time. Nothing to worry about," Suga answered while snuggling me closer to him. I only hummed in response to his statement. However, I still had a weird feeling that there was more to it in that bag that he didn't mention to me. I wish I could ask him about it but I don't want to be a burden to him.
Soon after, he got up from the bed and picked up some clothes for me to wear after taking a shower. I kindly accepted those and left for the bathroom. When I was done and back in his bedroom, the black bag that contained medicine, according to Yoongi's story, was no longer where I last saw it. "Now I'm pretty much sure he is hiding something from me. And since he is denying to confess me the truth, I guess I will need to find it out on my own." I whispered to myself while taking my phone off the bed and leaving to join Yoongi in the kitchen.
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A whole week has passed since I run away from my home. I'm living with Yoongi and everything seems fine for now. At least things are fine during the daytime. One the night comes and we go to sleep, I would find Yoongi waking up constantly after having a bad nightmare. It worries me a lot that I don't know what is the cause of these constant nightmares. But what also worries me is that he doesn't talk to me much about it. After waking up because of them, every time he would call someone and talk to that person instead of reaching out for help and comfort from me. I wouldn't say that he is cheating on me but not knowing who that person he speaks to makes me feel a lot insecure...
"What do you want for dinner?" I asked Yoongi who was looking at something on his phone.
He moved his gaze from his phone to me before speaking. "Maybe I should prepare dinner tonight? Last time you cooked, it burned a little..." he stated while rubbing the back of his head.
"How about we call Jin over?" I suggested although I wasn't fully serious about it.
"That's not a bad idea."
"I was just kidding."
"No. Seriously. I'll call Jin, Namjoon, and Hoseok over and you can call Jungkook and Taehyung. We could all have dinner together."
"Well, if you say it that way, it's not a bad idea at all."
"When did I ever have a bad idea." Yoongi says making his 'swag' face.
"Hmm... Like when you wanted to reach and get that package with pots that were on top of the kitchen and it ended up falling on top of your head? Or when we were having a walk by the sea and you wanted to sit at the edge of a big stone so you could dip your feet in the water and almost fell in it? Or when..."
"Okay! I get it!" he half-shouted making a pouty face at me. I smiled widely at his reaction, knowing that he must have felt embarrassed. Not long after, I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and a soft kiss is being placed on my neck.
"S-suga..." I breathe out heavily at the sensation of his soft lips pressed against the skin of my neck. I just loved it when he would attack me with the kisses out of nowhere.
"Mmm... I love the way you say my name," he said in his seductive voice and just that was enough to have my checks burn with fire.
"You already called them. They may come here at any moment." I whispered as my breath hitched at the feeling of his teeth nibbing on my skin.
"So what?" I felt him slowly starting to suck on my skin, biting it a little more but still gently enough.
"Suga-ah..." I moan out a bit while grabbing the hold of the kitchen counter for balance. My knees were already feeling weak. If he doesn't stop soon I am not sure if I will be able to keep my composure. I felt him smile against my skin before kissing the place he was sucking. After it, he just moved away from me, leaving me all confused.
"Wait? That was all?? But it felt so nice..." I whined quietly to myself. I definitely was hoping for more. I moved aside a little to look at my reflection on the glass in the kitchen and see that the place he kissed turned a bit purple.
"Suga! Why did you gave me a hi-" I ask running out of the kitchen. But once I saw the living room full of familiar faces staring my way I ended my question midway. Shit!
"What did he give you?" asked Tae.
"Nothing!" I answer, a bit nervous that he may ask again. Seeing the state I was in, Yoongi just smiled perversely while I glared at him angrily. He will definitely pay for this later.
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Days passed and everything was great. We went on many dates to the cinema and every time I would end up hugging him tight during the movie even though we weren't watching a horror one. It somehow became our tradition.
I was still working at Jin's bar. Yoongi also applied there and got accepted, which was amazing since we got to spend every day, every minute together. Also, I was still in shock with everything my parents did. I found out from Jungkook that they weren't even looking for me. Sad and pitiful... That's how they were in my eyes.
"Jiminie..." Yoongi called me with his sweet raspy voice.
"Yes?"
"I'll buy a piano." I looked at him surprised.
"Do you even know how much does it cost? And also, you know how to play it? I didn't know."
"Now you know. So... What do you say?"
"Sure, but..."
"What?"
"You'll teach me how to play?" I asked and he smiled in relief.
"Of course."
The day went by really fast and it was already time to go home. Although the walk to it was very silent, we reached it in no time.
"I'm going to sleep," he said and I nodded my head telling him to do so. He went to our room and I was left in the living room without anything to do.
"Hmm... What should I do now?" I thought out loud.
"I know! I'll bake him a cake!" I exclaimed happily and went straight into the kitchen. I started making it but with every second passing, it looked less like a cake.
"Damn, this doesn't look like anything good," I say with a sigh. Maybe it will look better after baking. I put it in the oven to bake while I make the cream. I tried my best not to try it since I'm on a diet. Yes. I'm on a diet. I need to lose some weight. Because of Yoongi, I even started going to the gym. I want to be perfect. Only for him...
Suddenly, I hear the sound of something breaking which made me freeze for a few seconds before I turned around and ran towards our bedroom.
"Suga!" I scream at the scene before me and grabbed a hold of Yoongi who looked terrified. "Are you alright?" His whole face was pale and covered in sweat while his body was trembling so much. I helped him get to bed and sit down.
"A nightmare? Again?" I ask looking into his eyes. He just nodded. I stood up and went to the kitchen to get him some water.
"Jimin..." I hear him calling me so I walk back to him faster. I hand him the glass of water but he only puts it on the nightstand. I gave him a confused look, but he only ignored it and pulled me in a warm hug. I smiled and hugged him back wanting him to feel safe in my arms.
"Don't leave me. Please..." he whispered.
"I won't. I'll never leave you. Never." We broke the hug and I looked into his eyes with my hand softly caressing his cheek. "What did you dream of?"
"Nothing important. It's just something I inherited from my father..." he said, lowering his gaze.
I put both of my hands on his cheeks and lift his face, connecting our lips into a long peck. "Better?"
"A lot better." he smiled and connected out lips again into a passionate kiss. We separated once we were in need of air. Yoongi then sniffed and looked at me with a puzzled face. "What are you making?"
"Fuck!" I cursed and jump off the bed and ran towards the kitchen with lighting speed. I took the cake out of the stove and sighed in relief after seeing that it didn't burn. I put it on the kitchen counter while two arms snaked their way around my waist. Yoongi rested his chin on my shoulder, lighting kissing my cheek.
"What's the cake for?"
"I wanted to surprise you with it, but it seems like it's over now."
"You wanted to surprise me? How sweet..." he whispered with his husky voice, lighting biting my earlobe.
"Y-yes..." I stuttered a bit, feeling his lips lowering to my neck. He kissed and bit it softly making me throw my head to the side to give him more access to my neck as a lewd moan escaped my lips.
He kissed my neck in many different places, leaving small hickeys here and there. I turned around to face him and he lifted me up on the kitchen counter. He continued marking me until I stopped him by cupping his face and locking our lips.
We kissed passionately, enjoying the feeling of each other's soft lips. He started biting and pulling on my lower lip, asking for the entrance which I gave him. I parted my lips a little and he slipped his tongue inside, exploring every part of my mouth. We fought with our tongues, both of us trying to be the dominant one.
I broke the kiss and started kissing his chin then neck the same way he did to me. His hands wandered down my chest to my waist, sneaking its way under my shirt, slowing pulling it up and taking it off of me.
Now that my upper body was exposed, he started attacking my neck with kisses again. He kissed my neck, my collar bone, my chest, abs, and still kept going lower until he bent down reaching my private area. He looked up at me with his seductive eyes which made me blush like a tomato. I gulped and he started to unbutton my pants, taking it off quite easily.
"Wait...!" I panicked once he took them off almost to my knees.
"It's okay if you're not ready," he said, a bit disappointed while standing up. I hurriedly stop him and look into his two beautiful orbs.
"It's just..." I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
I love him. It's time for me to completely surrender to him. I am his and he needs to know that. I get down from the counter and take his hand, pulling him with me to our bedroom.
Once we got in, I push him down on the bed and got on top of him. We started kissing again while I took off his shirt and threw it somewhere on the floor. I moved my fingers through his perfect and soft black hair while our tongues fought for the dominance.
"You thought you were the one taking the lead? Well, sorry babe but it won't go that way..." he smirked before switching our positions, now me being the one on the bed with him hovering over me.
He took off his pants and underwear before looking at me for permission to do the same. I gulped and nodded slowly...
He took off all of his clothes!
Oh my God...
I started breathing fast while blushing madly. It's so hot in here!
He hovered over me and kissed me again, his left hand next to my head to keep his balance while his right hand slowly took off my pants and underwear ina slow motion leaving us both completely naked.
"Are you sure about this? This is your first time." Yoongi asked, worry evident in his voice.
"Yeah, I'm sure." I smiled at him.
"Sure in what? What do you want?"
I throw my head back in frustration. "You must be kidding me!" I thought. "Suga..." I pouted like a little kid. Does he really need to tease me this way...
"That's not an answer even though you'll be screaming that name now many times and with much more pleasure." I look at him only to be faced with his famous smirk.
"What do you want?" he asked once again.
"Fuck me, daddy," I answered, full of frustration and craving for his touch.
"With pleasure baby boy."
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