Y/N's POV

It's been one week since yoongi and I started dating. These few days we spend all our time together going shopping and have our little dates together. The dates were sweet compared to the one we first have our fake date. I never knew he can be very romantic at times, which I fall for him even more.

I was still thinking about what he said to me. Should I move to his house? What would the people say? I was already a public figure because of my fame and achievement. I told yoongi that I will think about it and ever since he has been waiting for my answer patiently.

He wouldn't ask much, every time he would start with, "Will I get to know the answer today?"

And I will simply reply with, "Just a little more days." He understands what I have been gone through. He wouldn't ask more and that conversation end there.

Every day he has been cooking for me, so I decided to learn a little bit of cooking with yoongi because I don't want to be left aside while he does all the work. Cooking with yoongi was fun but annoying at the same time, he was bossy in the kitchen but I managed to piss him off whenever I had the chance.

The first step started with the pancakes and it was a disaster. I didn't actually burn the pancakes but the whole damn frying pan got in fire, which of course I burned myself too on my left hand. So today, yoongi didn't allow me to enter the kitchen. He fear much worse could have happened to me.

I look at myself in the mirror and tied my hair in a messy high bun. I was wearing a simple over-size white shirt again. I have been wearing oversized clothes ever since yoongi told me I should wear them more often. I get to know this look makes yoongi out of control and flirty. He gets kinda touchy sometimes and I couldn't miss the chance to tease him more. Of course, we would exchange wet kisses every time he gets touchy but it never gets more intense than that.

Will it be too early to make love? I question myself and immediately start blushing over the thoughts.

"Of course it is too early! it's only been few days since we started dating," I told myself and practically facepalm myself with the embarrassment.

"Y/N dinner is ready!" I heard yoongi calling me from the kitchen downstairs.

I smile and look in the mirror for the last time and run down to yoongi. As soon as I enter the kitchen, yoongi froze looking at me in awestruck.

"You know, you shouldn't tease me when you wear those." He smirked.

"What?! I'm wearing this because it's very comfortable." I try to act innocent, giving a cheesy smile.

"I know what lies ahead of those smile," He said pulling the chair and sit across the table as I did the same.

"So what did you cook for me today?" I asked, looking at the table already filled with different kinds of delicious food. He made a spicy lobster with fruits salads and.....

"Chicken soup!" I exclaimed. Yes, chicken soup has become one of my favorite dishes ever since he made that especially for me. I took the spoon ready to taste it, as soon as It get in my mouth I moan with the deliciousness.

Yoongi simply smiles and looks at me, with my love for his dish.

"How is your hand?" He asked, gently taking my injured hand into his gentle care.

"It's still burning inside."

"You should have been more careful. Did you put the medicine?"

"Yes, I did."

The conversation was interrupted by a call. I look over the phone on the table and it was yoongi's phone. With a sighed he answers the call.

"Yes?"

I quietly listen to his conversation which was filled with words I couldn't understand.

"Okay, I know."

With that, he ended the call. Which I didn't get a single idea of whom he was talking to or what he was talking about.

"Who was it?" I asked, seeing his mood-changing expression. He heaved a sigh again as he put down his phone on the table before saying.

"They are calling me to come back."

My smile immediately faded away with the news. I already knew that he have to go back but didn't know that it will be today.

"Y/n," He holds both of my hands before lightly giving a squish.

"Will you go back with me?" He asked, but my answer remains the same.

"I still need more time."

My answer didn't give him any satisfaction that why I persuade him with whatever I can.

"Don't worry about me. I know, your people need you in your company. I can't keep you caged with me forever, you have to go back. I'll stay here.... and when I'm ready, you'll be that first person to hear it, alright? I Promise." I said, smiling at him but he was still hesitating to leave me alone even how many assured him.

"I am not going to do anything stupid again. I just need my brain to accept the past instead of forgetting them. I know, what I did was wrong and right now, I need to pay those sins over my guilty. And I hope whatever happened in the past stays in the past. Everything has ended between me and Baekhyun the day I found out he wasn't worth any of my tears. I was the one who keeps going back to him because he was once a person who cured me. But now I found you, someone who is willing to love me even with all my ugliness. Love is a horrible passion, isn't it? I've done so many wrong things yet you have embraced those with me. I know, I'll love you forever yoongi."

As soon as I finished, he caged me between his arms without uttering any words but only giving a sign of his love and affection.

"Don't you dare to shade tears," I warned, hearing his melancholic heart beating against me as I gently try to pat his back.

He chuckles, "You are only making it harder for me to leave your side."

After dinner, I decided to help yoongi with the dishes because I don't want him to do the work alone but he still refused me to enter the kitchen. But I wasn't going to give up that easily, and after convincing him many times he actually let me.

"Okay, you can do the dishes. I'll just help you keeping the dishes in the drawer, okay?" I said, and he finally agreed.

Maybe I didn't get the job to do the dishes but I got to help him out.

"Said I'd never fall, I'd never fall, I'd never fall but then I fell for you hmmm~"

I suddenly heard yoongi singing the song 'tattoos together', which I turned, looking at him in surprise but instantly start loving his rich voice. It was deep and angelic to hear.

The words he just sang really represent what actually has happened between us. We contract never to fall for each other but eventually, I did and so did yoongi. We fell for each other very madly. It is magical.

I giggle and decided to sing a song too as I couldn't leave him out. I choose a song after he finishes his.

"I didn't know that I was starving till I tasted you. Don't need no butterflies when you give me the whole damn zoo. By the way, right away you do things to my body~"

The song was 'starving'. I sing dancing along with the tune as I started to move my body. Yoongi laughed at my moments but he was enjoying himself. I was actually dancing horrible on purpose to make him smile. It was the least I can do before he leaves. I tried to move my hips which actually look like a duck butt when they walk. While trying to do my best I accidentally hit a knife that was near the sink, successfully hurting myself again when the knife falls and leave a small cut on my right thigh as I was only wearing an oversized shirt.

I screamed with the interaction of cold metallic. It was small but gives a slight stink. Even the plates fall off which was in my hand and shattered down into pieces.

"Y/n are you alright?!" Yoongi quickly came to the rescue. He hold me, lifting me up, and let me sit on the island as he observed the little cut on my thigh.

"This is why I didn't want you to enter the kitchen! you injured yourself again." He was angry but only due to the concern of my carelessness.

"It's just a small cut,"

"Just a small cut? Y/n It can leave you scar." He was angry and worry at the same time. I smile, knowing how much caring he was. Why didn't I saw this side of him early? It was just a small cut but he was still worried about the little things.

"Wait here I'll bring the first-aid," He left me on the island and return with the kit box in his hand.

"Let me see," He said and got in between my leg, but I develop an uncomfortable feeling. I was suddenly overwhelmed by nervous as the hotness rushes over my cheeks and of course, all over my body.

Why do I have to get the cut between my thighs? I thought as the tense in the room start to grow.

I gulped hard when Yoongi bend down and hold my thigh, spreading my leg more. His hand was cold and it gives me cold shiver down to my spin when he touches me. I try to close in my leg a little bit but...

"Wait I'm not done yet," He didn't even notice what I was going through right now when he stopped me from closing in.

I hissed, feeling the touch of the medicine he was putting. He blow the cut and I could feel his hot breath against my thigh giving some strange knocks on my tummy. I bite my lower lips trying not to release a shameful sound.

He blow again and I couldn't hold back this time. The moan I released was very shameful to my own ear that I immediately cover my mouth with my palm. Yoongi looks up at me, surprise written all over his face as the crimson starts to appear on his face. I turned the other way avoiding his eyes because if I do it will be more embarrassing. The hotness rushes over my body and the rate of my heartbeat starts to increase because of the shameful sound I just gave. The sexual tension in the room was increasing as I try to calm myself down but fail miserably. I couldn't stop myself from wanting him.

I feel him standing up on his feet even though I wasn't looking at him, because of the hit of his body was radiating against my body. I felt his body coming closer to me and my heart didn't fail to remind me how close he was now.

"Y/n," He breathe, and I could even feel his hot breath against my cheeks. I didn't dare to look him in the eye even he call my name.

"You don't have to feel shamed about it," He said. I slowly turned, meeting his eyes looking back at me with full of love.

His hand grabs my hand that I was using to cover my mouth and he slowly removed my hand. He looks down at my lips and leans in to claim my lips. It was a slow, gentle and passionate one. But later as the tongue came in and continue longer..it turns into lust of wanting more of each other as it becomes more intense. It was clear both of us wanted more than just an intense wet kiss.

I felt his hand slowly coming up underneath my shirt as his cold hand touches my lower tummy and his other hand was on my neck. He broke the kiss, giving in some air, and started giving wet kisses on my neck. I urged my back with pleasuring wet kisses as I wrapped my hand around his neck. He slowly moves down from my neck, Collarbones, and to my chest.

He stop and look at me, asking with the unspoken words if I was ready or he should stop. Was it the love or the lust of sexual tension between us but I wanted him more than ever. I wanted him to continue and gave him the green light as I lean in claiming his lips again.

I felt him smiling between the passionate kissing. Maybe he was happy to know I was ready for him. His hand that was underneath my shirt move to my thigh and he slowly start rubbing it before moving to the other spot.

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Sorry to burst your wild imagination but that's it.😆 I think it's illegal to continue more. Hope that was enough. Sometimes I feel like I'm just talking to myself because none of you seem to respond me. Anyway, I'm still glad I have you guys reading my book.

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