《Thirsty (Vampire BTS x Reader)》Bonus Chapter 3: Yoongi and You
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hello my beautiful ARMY
I love you, in case nobody has told you yet today :)
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For a while, things between Yoongi and you were....... strained, to say the least.
You knew he regretted everything he had said to you, but despite wanting to, you couldn't bring yourself to forgive him fully for a long time.
You would unconsciously draw away if he moved close to you, or flinch if his hand ever landed on your shoulder. You could see the agonising guilt that burned in his eyes every time you did it, and it made you feel awful, but you couldn't help yourself.
Because of your reactions, he would mostly keep to himself, quietly excusing himself if you entered the room, generally with Jimin hanging off your side, pressing giddy kisses into your neck to make you giggle.
You knew he did it for your sake, and you felt bad. You knew you both needed to talk eventually, but with your hesitation, and his reservedness, it took well over a month before it happened.
And a nudge or two from Namjoon.
"Go and talk to him y/n, it's the only thing that you haven't resolved", he encouraged you softly one night, peering at you over the top of his glasses.
You and him were sprawled length ways across the sofas, reading respective books, Jungkook was flopped on the carpet at your feet, soft snores escaping his lips occasionally. Yoongi was upstairs, you could hear the muted melody drifting from his piano through the house. Namjoon had put down his book after the tenth sigh and glance at the ceiling from you.
"It's the last thing that's burdening your mind", he shrugged at your inquisitive gaze. "It's killing Yoongi too, go talk to him".
You bit your lip nervously, looking towards the door, where you could see the bottom of the staircase.
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"Go on y/n".
Your eyes flashed downwards in surprise from the voice in front of you. Jungkook had sat up, resting his chin on your stomach, dark red eyes gazing softly at you.
"You'll feel better", he smiled sweetly. "And if you don't, I'm really thirsty, and, you know, I can just get you high off my venom".
His remark was met with a snort from you, and a disapproving gaze from Namjoon that was really only halfhearted.
You amusement was short lived however, as trepidation filled you once again. But then....
"I'll go", you mumbled, determination suddenly filling you as you stood up.
Namjoon was right, this was the only thing left for you to do.
"That's my girl", Jungkook murmured, standing up to kiss you gently, you felt him push his fangs into your bottom lip teasingly.
"Enough", you scolded, pulling away and smacking him gently on the shoulder.
Taehyung had bitten your lips and drank from them once when you were kissing without warning, on purpose. He had looked genuinely surprised that you were so horrified by it.
"Sorry", he gave you a cutesy smile, bunny teeth peeking out adorably. "Go talk to Yoongi".
You shook your shoulders back, and took at deep breath before nodding with an anxious smile and heading out the door up the stairs.
Every step felt you took felt like an eternity, but you eventually found yourself standing outside the door to his room. You raised your trembling hand to knock twice rapidly, the loud noise you created made you wince.
Oh god, did I knock too loud? Or too short, would three knocks have been better, or far worse? One would have been too short right? Definitely didn't need to knock that loud though, they're vampires for god's sake-
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"You know, I'm not Taehyung or Jimin, but I can almost hear your thoughts screaming in panic", Yoongi's gentle voice materialized on the other side of the door. "Don't worry, you can come in".
There was a quiet click, and it swung open inwards, revealing Yoongi looking at you with a guarded smile on his lips.
"Make yourself comfortable", he gestured to his room awkwardly as you stepped in. It was nice, wooden floors and white walls scattered with several polaroids of the boys. You noticed one containing you, it was one Hoseok had taken with you, one of those cute selfies where you squished your faces together as close to the camera as possible, stupid grins on both your faces.
You were touched he had a picture of you.
He had a rather plain looking bed, a chest of drawers, and a desk. The main feature of the room was the sleek, black piano in the corner, sheet music scattered across the top with hastily scrawled notes running across the lines.
"Do you play?", he asked quietly, noticing your gaze lingering on the instrument.
"No, but I've always wanted to try", you admitted. "We didn't have money for lessons".
"I could teach you", he offered hesitantly, biting his lip. "If you wanted, that is".
"I'd like that", you smiled carefully at him. He responded with a grin.
"I can show you some stuff now", he offered quietly, drifting over to the stool and seating himself down elegantly to the side of it, leaving space for you. He glanced back at you when you didn't, his eyes filled with question.
"Yoongi, I'm sorry", you blurted out while you had the guts.
His eyes softened.
"Me too", he replied sadly. "More than you could ever know".
And just like that, with a few simple words, the awkward barrier melted away, the last weight fell from your shoulders, and you took a deep breath for what felt like the first time in years.
"Show me some stuff then", you said happily, skipping over and plopping yourself down beside him. You leaned into his side without thinking about it, and his arm automatically slid around your waist, his warmth comforting.
You felt at peace as you smiled giddily at him and he gave you a delighted grin in return. You knew your mental battle wasn't over, but at least now you were all on the same side.
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welp, if i made a discord server or something along those lines would y'all be interested?
just somewhere to talk about bts and other fun things, bc not many of my friends are ARMY sad life sad life.
let me know (insert epic jimin high note)
vote and comment!!1
peace out uwu
(also dynamite is incredible, but is there a petition i can sign to ask for an entire mv featuring only jin bc that beautiful man needs WWWWAAAAYYYY more screen time)
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