Sign of the Devil's Hand (A Min Yoongi fanfiction)

Love-Sick Puppy and Not Sure Kitty

Shortly after their talk session, Yoongi goes back his best friend while Y/N stays in her office. "Hey Yoongi, was I a good enough make-shift pillow earlier? I know people's heads aren't ideal for pillows but hopefully-" A laugh bellows out from Yoongi's mouth letting Hoseok know to stop talking. "Hobi, you were a great pillow. I slept just fine." Yoongi smiles at him, teeth fully on display. "But next time, let me lay my head on your shoulder instead okay?" "Okay and did you just give me a nickname?!" Hoseok asks him, eyes glistening with hope. A scoff leaves pale pink lips as thumbs make small circles around each other. "Me? Give you a nickname? Psh, no way." Hoseok's face melts slightly until he hears Yoongi laughing. "Yes, I gave you a nickname. I will probably use it more than your actual name. Just a warning." he explains to his best friend. A nickname? Hoseok has never really had one of those before and he's absolutely in love with it. The thought of someone actually considering him made his heart swell with joy. For the rest of the day everything went well. "Jungkook and Jin come here a minute!"

The two males jogged over to Y/N with their hands swinging back and forth. "Whatcha need, Gorgeous?" Y/N smiles at Jungkook's compliment while she picks up a stack of boxes and nods to more boxes that reside nearby. "Take these boxes and put them in the supply closet on the second shelf then do room checks, please." They nod and do as they're told, making small talk as they walk away. Residents talking to each other drowns out the noise coming from the TV. Y/N places the small stack of boxes she has down in the dining room and begins to go through them. Yoongi looks around he room before letting his eyes rest upon Y/N's figure. He watched gingerly as she took art supplies out of the boxes and placed them into different categories. "Hey Nurse-lady person! I have a question!" Sam glances in the direction the voice came from, raising a brow as she did so. "My name is Sam, not 'Nurse-lady person'. What do you need Yoongi?"

Yoongi just rolls his eyes at Sam then looks at Y/N again. "What is Doc doing, Sam?" Sam smiles at usage of her name, "She is setting up crafts for you guys to do." He just tilts his head with a sigh before cutting his eyes at Sam. "Does she need help and can I go help her, please? I'll be a good resident, promise." The red-head does a once-over on Yoongi and gives a slight nod to him. "Be discrete about going in there." she tells him calmly, "You don't want the other staff and residents to see you for the simple fact of we don't normally let the them do this kind of thing." He nods before making a mad dash to where Y/N is and stands next to her before clearing his throat. Y/N jumps slightly before placing her hand on her chest as she tries to calm her heart rate down. "Jeez Yoongi, you scared the absolute fuck out of me. Why are you in here? You're supposed to be in the other room with the rest of the residents and staff." she comments while raising a brow halfway. Yoongi hangs his head bashfully saying, "Sam said that I could come help you because I asked nicely and told her that I would be a good resident if she let me do it." Y/N's gaze slides over to Sam who starts whistling out of nowhere, pretending that she wasn't listening to their conversation. Sighing at the new information Y/N rubs her face before focusing on the male next to her again. "So she did.. Well then, you can help me set up the paint on table number three."

Yoongi nods as he grabs the paint and does what Y/N told him. Y/N follows behind him shortly after he moves to said table and sets a pile of blank paper down in the middle. "What's the reason you wanted to come and help me with this kind of thing?" the brunette wonders out loud. Pink lips are chewed on by teeth as the owner of the mouth takes in a deep breath before letting it out slowly. What was he supposed to tell her? 'Hey Doc, you may not know this but I'm starting to develop a huge ass crush on you and that poem that I read in the counseling session is about you?' No fucking way. His face erupts in a cherry flush while he starts to stutter out the words. "N-no reason. Y-you just looked like you could use some help, is all..." Y/N seems to accept the response given because she goes back to doing what she was doing with a hum. Yoongi nods to himself in relief, thank God she bought the answer. After they get done setting up the table, Y/N wonders off to the kitchen and like a lost little puppy, Yoongi follows behind her. She grabs a few plastic cups and starts to fill them with water then hands them off to Yoongi. "Put these on the island in the middle of the room then come back and get some more, alright?" Yoongi with heart-eyes follows the command willingly. Everything is going well, until the male trips and uses Y/N to cushion his fall. "Son of a bitch.. Ow.." "Doc, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to-" "Yoongi it's-" "Oh God. I got water everywhere. It's on you, the floor, me!" "Yoongi it-" "I'll clean it up, I swear! I'll take care of-" "YOONGI!" The pale man looks at her and studies her face as she's talking to him. A hand rests on his cheek stroking it lightly, a trick Y/N made a mental note of that helps Yoongi calm down fairly easily when he's worked up. "First of all, breathe. It's just water, no harm done." Her hand falls from his cheek making him place it back where it was in a retort. Y/N notices this and tilts her head but doesn't say anything. "Second, go change you clothes or dry them off with a paper towel." Yoongi looks down for a split second, his eyes catching the sight of Y/N's now see-through shirt.

"Right. Right.." he whispers, voice trailing off at the end. Y/N slowly slides him off of her and swallows the spit that was gathering in her mouth. "Go. Now." Yoongi snaps out of his trance and makes a dart for his room, ignoring the calls coming from his friend. The doctor stands up and balances herself on the edge of the table she was by. She makes her way towards her office after she feels comfortable enough. "Sam." Y/N's voice is stern as she calls to her, "My office. Now." Jin and Jungkook, who had just come back from doing room sweeps notice the tension in the air when Y/N pushes past them with the red-head following behind her. "Wha-" "Don't ask, I'll tell you guys later. Just watch the residents."