Another BTS Story 1 (finished)

Hybrid 5.2 : Yoongi

Night came by and I handed Yoongi a pair of shorts and a white T-shirt. He looked at me nervously and I couldn't help but sigh.

"I won't do anything. You can sleep in my sister's room if you feel more comfortable. I don't mind-"I started rambling

"Shush" he said for the tenth time today

He scooped me up again tucking me in before transforming into his animal form and sat beside me looking at me with his yellow eyes. There was something in his eyes I couldn't decipher, but I could tell that it wasn't hate. I touched his paw, poked at it before he lowly growled in warning. I pouted and turned away from him. He jumped on the other side and laid his body beside mine. I hugged him and began scratching behind his ears before he could get away. His purr-growl of protest were soon replaced by low purrs and I closed my eyes listening to this melody. It was a first for me falling asleep without sleeping pills, but I didn't know it would be the first night of several ones.

The sunlight woke me up as I was hugging something still. Yoongi was still deeply asleep making me chuckle and instantly he opened his eyes making me jolt in surprise. I swear he smirked before he head to the bathroom to get back into his human form and pull the blinds down. It was Sunday and we could sleep in for a bit.

"Morning" I whispered my throat sore

"Shush" he pleaded

He pulled me on him and pulled the blanket over us. I raised my chin and put it on his chest which raised up and down as he fell back asleep. I smiled warmly and laid my ear on the left side where I could hear his heart beating. I fell asleep once again a he brushed fingers through my hair. My parents had decided to take a day for them so as we woke up past lunch time, I decided to teach Yoongi how to cook a little bit. Thanks, to his dossier I was aware that he got a license and was a stray before he was caught and put in the shelter. However, talking about it seemed rather hard as I was cutting tomatoes for the pizza we planned on making for my parents return.

"You want to ask something don't you?" He asked startling me

He had put me on the counter and forbid me to touch a knife as I had cut myself for the second time. He found the bandages immediately and I learned that my mother had given him a short tour when I was still in the shower. Thus, I was forbidden on touching any sharp object for now and watched him do. The dough was ready and almost everything was done except for the ham to be cut. He did it so carefully, using the knife easily.

"I want to, but you won't answer." I said closing my eyes

He put the knife down and I watched him curiously as he washed his hand and came right in front of me. He pushed my legs open to stand between them and pulled my chin up. I blushed a little at the closeness making him chuckle and step back a little.

"Let's play the 10 question game." He said "I ask five and you are too answer honestly and we each have a turn." He explained

"Honestly?" I whispered "Alright, you can start."

He got back to his task and the silence took place only interrupted by the cutting sound of the knife.

"Why aren't you scared of me?" he asked

I was extremely surprised by his question. I wasn't ready for such a first question and he chuckled lowly as he probably heard me gasp in surprise. I took a long time to think and sighed.

"I think you're wrong." I said honestly "When I saw in the corner of the room, I was terrified. However, when you came closer, it was just something in me telling me you won't do me any harm. It might have been my guardian angel whispering me to take you with me, but yeah. Not that I really want to meet you when you are angry though" I lightened the atmosphere "Fair?"