BTS Imagines

[Yoongi] - Clumsy

I adjusted his tie for the last time, before stepping backwards. He held his bag and kissed my forehead.

"Now I won't be back till 7. Don't do anything that will hurt you okay?" He chuckles as I nodded.

"What about dinner?" I asked him. "Remember what I said, no cooking. I can can cook when I get back." He opened the door and went towards his car.

"I love you." He says before kissing my cheek. "I love you too." He smiles before getting in the car.

I waved at him as he drove off to work.

I went inside and closed the door. I thought of things that I can do. Since it's gonna be a whole 12 hours that Yoongi's not gonna be here.

While thinking, I accidentally hit my toe on the couch. I groaned in pain. "Stupid toe."

My phone then vibrated in my pocket. I pulled it out and answered it while wincing in pain.

"Hello?" I sat on the couch examining my red toe. "Y/N are you free? Let's go out."

"I just freaking hit my toe on the couch." I heard laughing on the other line. "You can laugh all you want."

"Once a clumsy sister, always a clumsy sister." And she continued laughing. "Hahaha." I mocked her.

"You're a married woman now. I thought you've already changed." I just rolled my eyes. "So where will we meet?"

"At Subway."

"Be there at 20."

.

"What! He lets you sleep for 17 hours!" I rolled my eyes while sipping in my cola.

"Calm down okay?" She covered her mouth and leaned on her seat. "Oh My Gosh, he's totally my type."

I glared at her as she shrugged. "Are you really saying that? Don't you have a husband already?"

"I have. I'm just that he's my type, I'm not gonna steal him from you." She raised her hands up.

"He just lets me sleep because I cause accidents 24/7." She then started laughing again. "Clumsy."

"I know." I stuffed my mouth with the burger she bought. "She really cares about you." She replies before sipping on her drink.

I swallowed my food before speaking. "He even cooks our food." She widened her eyes and choked on her drink.

She coughed while I gave her some tissues. "You're telling me that you haven't cooked anything for your husband!?"

"Shut it!" She backs away and gulps down. "Waaaa.... He's really my type." I slamed my fist on the table.

I exhaled and looked at her. "Did you see me cook? I can't literally cook an egg." I leaned on my seat.

"You know you should try. Our husbands go home from work tired. They can't cook their own food, that's why wives should always know how to cook." I pouted.

Then I suddenly thought of an idea. "You wanna go grocery shopping."

She nodded and we got out of the shop before hailing a cab. We went to a supermarket to buy some food.

We took our time since it was still early. I even researched online on some recipes.

Right after we finished grocery, we then went straight to Gucci. My sister said that his husband really likes Gucci.

But she didn't stop shopping. The grocery bags were really heavy so I escaped her saying that I want to pee.

As I saw her gone I went out of the exit and went home.

As soon as I arrived, I went to the kitchen and started to boil some water. I also started to cut some vegetables.

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"I'm home." I heard him shout. I quickly held the plate and went to him showing my beautiful dish.

His face was surprised, even his mouth was in an 'o' shape. And he even dropped his bag.

I smiled at him. He went towards me. "What is this?"

"It's a stea—"

"Didn't I told you not to do anything that'll hurt you." I averted my eyes to my arms. That's right.

"Yoon—"

"Shit." He removed the plate on my hands and placed it on the kitchen counter.

He sat me down on a chair and went out of the kitchen. I sighed at how stupid I am.

"Why didn't I just covered these. So stupid Y/N." He then came running back with a first aid kit in his grasp.

He opened it and pulled out some ointments. He slowly applied some on my cuts and burns.

"This is the worst that you have done." He says while applying the ointment softly.

"How many times did I tell you not to cook. Your clumsy, and look what happened." I just sat there silently.

"Look at this cuts. Are you trying to cut your fingers off?" He looks at me but I avoided his gaze.

He plastered it and placed some bandage on the other ones. "Now tell me. Why did you do it?"

I gulped down. "I was just... Thinking that when you go back home from work... I know you're tired and I just wanted to do this so that maybe—"

He didnt let me finish as he hugged me tight. I then suddenly burst into tears and hugged him back.

"I know you're concerned, but you worry me if you do things like this."

"I know that your clumsy, it's just that I don't want you to get hurt." He pulled away from the hug and I looked at him.

"I know I'm tired when I arrive here, but whenever I open that door and see you smile it just goes away." He wipes my tears. "Yoonie I'm sorry."

He shushed me and hugged me once again. "It's okay, I know you're only concerned about me."

"Now, what about we taste that steak of yours." I smiled and kissed his cheek.