je t'aime (min yoongi x reader)

tongue technology

it took a lot of willpower not to burst out laughing, but you didn't, since this was clearly something that bothered him a lot. realising you had been silent for an awkward amount of time, you fumbled for a response. "well, at least you're not a drug dealer. or an assassin." you mentally facepalmed- was that really the best you could come up with?

your nerves were settled when yoongi let out a shaky chuckle and a quick nod of agreement. "that's very true."
"can i come see you perform some time?" you inquired, taking another sip of your coffee. yoongi's eyes practically shone, his face cracking into a huge gummy smile. it was impossible not to smile back, and you realised it was nice to see him like this.

"yeah!" he said enthusiastically. "i've got a gig on friday night that you can come to!" you grinned. "that sounds amazing. you wanna watch a movie or something? or do you need to go...?" you asked, silently praying he would be able to stay. he checked his watch, then turned to you. "yeah, a movie sounds good."

a smile spread even wider across your face as you selected your favourite movie, playing it on the tv. as the film went on, and the two of you finished your coffee, you felt yourself get slowly closer to him, until eventually, he had his arm round you and you had your head on his shoulder. his body was incredibly comfortable to rest on, and coupled with the warmth and safety he seemed to emit, you quickly found yourself drifting off.

while you were somewhere between sleep and being awake, you felt a pair of soft lips graze your forehead, so delicate that you weren't even sure they touched you at all, before sleep claimed you completely.

~

when you awoke, you were beyond disapointed to find that yoongi had left. however, you noticed that he had left a note beside you. it read like this:

(y/n),
i would have loved to stay with you while you slept, and i did for as long as i could, but i had to get in to work at four. please don't take offence and text me when you wake up, and i will text you the address for my gig on friday.
yoongi. x

a small smile slipped onto your face as you read, your hands tracing his somehow gorgeous handwriting. you got out your phone, sending yoongi a text.

you chatted back and forth for a bit, yoongi messaging you the details so you could make your way there on friday. your excitement began to build and you decided that the best thing to do would be to plan your outfit for friday. you wanted to look like you'd fit in- perhaps something black would correlate with yoongi.

after rifling through your wardrobe (resulting in an excessive amount of discarded clothes around your room) you finally decided on an outfit. it was casual, but still quite nice looking, and you were extremely excited to see yoongi perform.

~friday~
your excitement was beyond reasoning as you followed yoongi's directions through the streets of seoul. eventually, you spotted the location. with a huge grin on your face, you rushed in, greeted by flashing strobe lights and loud bass. the environment was incredible, different to the outside in an extreme way.

another rapper was performing, and you pushed your way into the crowd, somewhere you could see the stage easily. the man performing was powerful, his voice resonating throughout the stage room. however, you noticed that not only was he rapping- he was dancing. and incredibly well.

the song ended and the audience whooped and screeched, clapping him as he gave a huge smile and dashed off stage. an announcer echoed through the arena, and your excitement grew a little. you were a little disapointed when yoongi wasn't next.

the next rappers name was quite amusing, someone called 'rap monster'. however, as soon as they started rapping, you were taken aback. the lyrics were a little... strange. a lot of mention of bras... and panties... but he was without doubt an impressive rapper.

the next rapper was someone called "suga" and you couldn't help but be disappointed that yoongi wasn't next. however, you mentally slapped yourself when you realised that it was yoongi- just under a stage name. your excitement built, the noise of everyone else fading out as yoongi took the stage.

you scanned him up and down, your breath caught in your throat. he was stunning and incredibly powerful. his hand gripped the microphone, his veins distinguishable on his pale skin. his hair was messy, hidden underneath a cap, but it matched his performance aesthetic perfectly. time seemed to move slowly as he opened his mouth, beginning the rap.

the lyrics, every wonderful aspect was incredible. the way he used words to express himself, the way he looked on stage it was... beautiful. his eyes searched the crowd, and you didn't want to be conceited but you hoped he was looking for you. his eyes found yours and gave you a smirk like one you'd never seen before. it was so seductive it was borderline pornographic, and you felt weak at the knees.

his song ended and he took a bow, that smirk never leaving his face, his eyes never leaving yours. breathing heavily, you couldn't bring yourself to look away. this was completely different from the yoongi you knew, and that wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

he rushed off stage, and you sat absentmindedly through the next couple of performances. they were good, undeniably, but after yoongi's performance, the others paled in comparison. as the night drew to a close, you chewed on your lip while you scanned the crowd for yoongi, desperate to congratulate him on his performance.

"hey." you jumped at the gruff voice in your ear, turning round to see yoongi. a huge smile burst across your face and you flung your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. 'he smells incredible, even when he's all sweaty... how is that fair?' you thought to yourself as the two of you embraced tightly.

yoongi was the first to pull away, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. "so? did you like it?" you couldn't help but grin even wider, your jaw hurting from all the smiling you had been doing. "like it???? i loved it! it was incredible! you were so fucking powerful honestly, no one else could compare, you owned the stage as soon as you got up there and holy SHIT you looked incredible!! and your lyrics were so powerful and just AHHH!"

you couldn't help but gush about how incredible his performance was, and you looked at yoongi to see a huge smile and a faint blush across his face. you were glad you'd made him happy. you were expecting another hug, but instead, yoongi's lips met yours with passionate force, his arms snaking around your waist as he pulled you in for a slow yet passionate kiss.