Fix You (MYG) Book 2 of BTS 2026 series

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Yoongi is aware of a stiffness in his arm as he wakes. The room is still dark and he blinks hard trying to make the room come into focus. The pain in his arm bothers him and he reaches his other hand up to touch his aching muscle, startling himself with the feel of soft hair. He lifts his head quickly, to see Sena laying against his arm and he's flooded with the memories of his late night visit.

He lays his head back down on the mattress and stares up at the ceiling. He smiles at the memories of how she felt, and how much she seemed to need him, but his mind is focused on what happens now. He wants to move his arm, but if he wakes her, what happens? What do they say? The one thing he's sure of is that he does not have any idea how to move forward now that they've had this moment.

The Yoongi he has been for the past ten years would just get up, and leave. Maybe...maybe, stay for one more round, and then get up and leave, and that would be it. Even if it happened multiple times, he could always get up and leave.

He doesn't want to leave, but he doesn't know what to do if he stays. His arm is still aching and he's going to have to move it soon. He thinks his hand might be numb. He lifts his head again to look over at the back of her head thinking maybe if he rolls to his side, he can at least get the feeling back in his fingers.

What Yoongi doesn't know, is that Sena is lying awake, staring at the open door across from them, frozen with her own fear, and Yoongi's fingers, moving slowly, let her know that he's awake. Her mind is full of questions and she's unsure what to do. Should she roll over and speak to him? Should she get up, and pretend she thinks he's still sleeping, maybe she can find her robe and can get to the bathroom before he pretends to wake up. She's worried about the Yoongi that might greet her this morning. She knows he was sober, and he intended what happened between them, but, in her experience, that doesn't mean he wants more today. She squeezes her eyes shut tightly, angry with herself for the risk she took, particularly so soon after Beomseok. She tries to control her breathing, so he won't hear her muffled gasps, but as the wave of tears begins, her sobs make it impossible to hide.

Yoongi feels the wet of her tears against his arm, and realizes that she must be awake, and whatever he thinks should happen, needs to happen right now, in this instant. He takes a deep breath and rolls over onto his side toward her body, cradling it, and he wraps his arm over her, as he buries his face in her hair, drinking in the scent. He kisses the back of her head and he hears her sniffle.

He feels as though he's being very brave kissing a woman who is obviously crying, and that must mean she's upset, maybe about what's happened. He's not upset. He wanted this, more than he would even admit to himself, but, maybe she's crying for the same reasons he laid there pretending to be asleep, because neither of them know what to do now. He knows this should fall to him. He's older, more experienced, and he should own his position to make this better for her and he should do it now before anymore tears are shed.

"Sena," he says softly. He waits, feeling her body move as she wipes tears from her eyes and then slowly turns her head towards him, looking back over her shoulder cautiously. The instant he sees her he is struck by just how beautiful she is, even though her hair is a mess and is half covering her face. She looks at him timidly, and he knows she must be waiting for him to say more. Gone is the fierce girl who speaks her mind and climbed on top of him forcing his body to bend to her will. Now she's delicate and wounded and scared and he wants this Sena just as much. He slides his hand over her cheek, pulling her face towards him as he leans in and kisses her softly.

As he feels her kiss him back, her body slowly turning to him, he's overcome with the idea that this woman, is now connected to him, in a way he hasn't experienced in years. And, the role he wants her to play in his life becomes more clear as he moves her body into his embrace, feeling her soft warm skin against his, both half dressed in the dim light of the morning. She's going to be his, he thinks, as he feels her hands slide over his back. He can't stop a smile from spreading across his lips as he kisses her. He wants more of her, all of her, and that's all he's focusing on now.

He slides his hand down over her back, feeling her naked skin and it arouses a fire smoldering inside him. His kiss grows deeper and he rises above her, making her roll onto her back. He rests his elbows on either side of her head as he stares down into her eyes. His body positioned in between her legs, and her hand tracing a line up his back under his t-shirt. He studies her expression, realizing whatever he says next will decide how this new version of their relationship will start. She waits for his words, her lips parted just enough to make it difficult for him to focus.

"Sena," he begins again, his voice gravely serious and she stares up at him expectantly. "I'm going to buy you a proper bed," is all he can manage to say. She bursts out laughing and slaps his back playfully. He shakes his head, laughing at himself and his inability to say what he really wants to say. He leans down and captures her lips in a powerful kiss, stopping her laughter.