Yoongi steps out of the bathtub and you quickly close your eyes.

"Open your eyes.", he says calmly some seconds later. "N-no!", you answer. He then commands dominantely: "That wasn't a request, it was an order." You open your eyes slowly and see that he wears a towel around his waist already. You sigh in relief.

His hair is completely wet and water drops fall down from it onto his shoulders. You watch the drops running down his body until they disappear into the towel around his waist and at that moment you realize you are completely staring at him.

He smug smirks at you and your ears turn red. "It's time to remove your wet clothes, or you will catch a cold~" At first you are afraid, but then you wonder, how he is going to undress your upper body when you are still handcuffed to him. You relax for a second until he quickly grabs a razor blade from the sink and starts to cut your T-shirt. 'Of course', you think ironically.

You look at him in shook as he takes a second towel and starts to rub over your upper body. You are still wearing your bra, so you aren't nude, but it still makes you feel uncomfortable, so you stutter: "Y-yoongi... I-i." He tilts his head. "You want to dry me? Oh thank you, with pleasure!"

By now you know, that this isn't a joke, but a command. So he hands you the towel and you begin to touch his bare chest with it. You only try to tap it dry until he takes hold of your hand, which is drying him, pressing it stronger to his chest. "Not so gentle, that's pointless." You then rub his chest stronger, gaining a dirty smile from him and your cheeks go pink.

"That's enough.", he says and you stop immediately. Yoongi then tosses the soaking wet T-shirt, which was still hanging around the chain of the handcuffs, over him, wearing it again. He then reaches for a hairdryer and starts to dry his shirt with it. "What was the point of me drying you then?" He glances at you and answers: "For my amusement."

You look at him annoyed for a few seconds while he blows his shirt until realization hit you: "Yoongi, I can't put a new shirt on with the handcuffs around my wrist!" He snickers and then pinches your cheek: "Uh-huh, that was my plan~"

"Bish.", you mumble to yourself, but he seems that he heard something, because he raises his eyebrow. Yoongi then turns the hairdryer off and drags you behind him towards the main room. Both of you lay down on the bed and he turns the TV on. "Let's just watch some TV until it's night and no one will be in the practice room."

A lot of hours have passed while the two of you watch TV. Nothing much happened, except him sometimes teasing you slightly. He looks at his phone and says: "It's already past 11 pm, I think we can go to the practice room."

You two get up and as you are standing in front of the front door you stop. You focus your eyes on the ground. "Yoongi... I can't go out like that.", you say while still looking at the ground. You can't walk around the BTS dorm with just sweatpants and a bra on. You could have never thought of running through the BTS house, not to mention just in undergarments.

"Eh? You want to be tied to me forever then?", he asks sarcastically and grins. You shake your head, still looking down in embarrassment. "Then move your ass." He opens the front door and drags you with him. You clutch at Yoongi's arm as you two walk through the hallway. It is a pretty long hallway with some doors left and right. He looks at you holding his arm tightly. "I knew, you couldn't resist me~", he whispers to not wake anybody up or getting the attention of the ones still awake. "I'm just trying to hide my bare chest, but call it what you want.", you say annoyed.

"I'm glad, that you don't want to show skin to anyone but me~", he answers teasingly. You gulp at his comeback, trying to find an answer: "Well, I'm not showing it to you voluntarily either." He fake gasps at your statement. "You are mine, so I'm the only one allowed to see you like that." You tilt your head and asks: "Uh-huh, and what would you do if anyone would come out of a room and see my like this?"

"I'd gouge his eyes out.", Yoongi says casually, not facing you and looking forward. "Uh, even if it was another member?"

"Even if it was another member.", he confirms.

You look at him in shook, he is still looking straight, with no emotion on his face, as you two walk down the hallway. You reach a staircase and he leads you down the stairs. Both of you walk down another hallway until you come to a stop in front of a door. He opens it slowly and sticks his head through it, checking if someone's still in.

Yoongi pulls the handcuffs, signalizing you to follow him. You reach the inside of the room, but it's still all dark. He seeks the light switch. The light finally turn on after he found it. You are standing in a pretty big room now. One wall is all mirrors to practice dancing and the other side of the room is quite messy, with a lot of cables and so on. "So... where is the key now?", you ask, breaking the silence.

"Let's find it.", he shrugs.

"Wha-"