“Truth or dare” Hoseok asked, staring into your eyes.

  “Truth” you said, deliberately staring back at him.

  “Aish, you’re no fun Y/N.” said Namjoon, falling back in his chair.

  “Alright then, who do you like?”

Currently, you were spending time with your 2 best friends. Hoseok and Namjoon, better known as J-Hope and Rap Monster from the famous boy band BTS. You met the boys years ago, back in high school. After you all graduated, the guys pursued their dreams of becoming rappers and was able to debut as BTS together. Meanwhile, you studied in University and obtained your Bachelor’s degree. Of course, you still spent time with them. Enough to make them introduce you to their band members. Although, one member in particular interested you. Min Yoongi.

  “Y/N?” Hoseok shouted, making you jump.

  “Who do you like?” Namjoon repeated.

  “Uh.. Nobody.” you said, hoping you sounded convincing enough.

  “You’re lying!” Hoseok said jumping up from his chair, pointing at you.

  “We all know you like Yoongi Y/N.” Namjoon said, crossing his arms.

  “YEAH!” Hoseok added.

  “YAH-”

Before you can say anything, both of the dorks run off and lock themselves in their room. You try chasing after them but they shut the door right in your face. “Y/N LIKES YOONGI, Y/N LIKES YOONGI!” is what you heard them chant from inside their room. “FINE! I’M LEAVING THEN.” you shouted. The chanting died down by the time you made your way to the entrance, slipping on your shoes. Yes, you did indeed like- love Yoongi. There was just something about his deep voice and how one moment he’s a complete fluff and the next he’s some badass who has an adorable for leather rider jackets. You weren’t sure whether he liked you back or not so you kept your feelings a secret.

Inside the room, Namjoon and Hoseok were sitting down discussing something.

  “Ok, how are we going about this.” Hoseok whispered.

  “Well we’re going to need to get them together somehow.” Namjoon replied, his chin.

  “How are we going to do that?” 

Namjoon checked the time on their digital alarm clock that laid on the nightstand in the middle of the bunk beds. 

  “It’s 7:38PM. Yoongi should be home in a few minutes.”

  “Alright, so should we just wing it?” Hoseok said, still confused on what they’re doing.

  “Yeah sure, why not.” Namjoon replied, shrugging.

Just when you were half way out the door you realized it was too dark to walk home alone. You walked back inside the dorm and stopped in front of the boy’s room, loudly groaning. Suddenly, the door swung open, making you fall back. Namjoon and Hoseok exit the room. 

  “Crawling back already Y/N?” Namjoon teases. 

  “Wipe that smug smile off your face. I just need a ride home.”

At that very moment, Yoongi walked into the dorm. “I brought home dinner.” he yelled from the door. 

An idea popped up in Namjoon’s head.

  “Y/N why don’t you stay for dinner? Both me and Hoseok don’t have a drivers license, and Yoongi is probably way too hungry to drive right now.”

You agreed to dinner, not knowing what Namjoon and Hoseok were planning.

At the dinner table, you sat next to Yoongi. Namjoon and Hoseok sat across from both of you. Everything was quiet, excluding the sounds of chopsticks hitting bowls. Seokjin, the “mother” of BTS was at dance practice along with Jeongguk and Jimin so he was unable to cook dinner that night. Yoongi hadn’t brought back much for dinner. He only brought back a few side dishes, meat and rice. You would have offered to cook if you knew you were staying. Knowing the boys they’re always buying take out foods. They truly were men. Nasty men. They probably share underwear with each other. You squirmed at the sight. Yoongi looked over to you, raising an eyebrow.

  “You okay, Y/N?” he asked, still shoving food down his throat.

  “Yeah, I’m fine.” you replied, trying to shake those horrid images out of your mind.

Yoongi continued eating but you saw Namjoon and Hoseok snickering and nudging each other. “What are they doing...”

  “Y/N, were you fantasizing about you and Yoongi?” Namjoon said, cackling.

Apparently it was really funny considering both Hoseok and Yoongi started choking on their food. Hoseok was practically “rolling on the floor laughing” whilst Yoongi sprinted to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water.  Hoseok laid dead on the ground clenching his stomach, groaning in pain but still cackling from Namjoon's 'hilarious' question. Meanwhile, Yoongi was chugging the whole water bottle and started panting as if he just ran up 60 flights of stairs like they did in that one episode of Roommate.

  “Nah,” you thought. 

  "Yoongi wouldn’t even make it 10 steps.”

You giggled at the thought only to regret it. Yoongi sat back down and glanced at you irritably, then vigorously shoved a spoonful of rice into his mouth. Had you done something wrong? Did he think you were laughing at him? Externally, you simply shrugged it off, not caring. Internally, you were a bit hurt, scared even. You were scared that you had done something to upset Yoongi. The rest of dinner was sat in complete silence. Soon enough, Yoongi sat up.

  "I'm gonna go shower." he said, mindlessly putting away his dishes.

  "Wait what about my r-"

Yoongi had already entered the bathroom before you could even finish your sentence.

  "You could join him to pass time." Hoseok stated, cracking up.

Namjoon started laughing uncontrollably and high-fived Hoseok, making you leave in almost an instant. You cleaned up your dishes and quickly walked into the closest room you could find. You sunk down on the floor, back against the door, burying your now red face into your knees. You hadn't realized the shower was running. It was then when you realized. You were in the bathroom. You swear you almost felt your heart skip a beat. Swiftly, you stood up, rushing out the door. You made sure to not make any noise so that your presence wasn't and would never be known. You tripped on your way out but thankfully, you were able to catch yourself. You took a moment to recollect your emotions.

 "Glad to see you took my advice Y/N."

You fell back due to Hoseok's sudden entrance.

  "Go away Hoseok." you whimpered, breaking down.

You didn't understand why you were breaking down. You were used to Namjoon and Hoseok teasing you all the time but, for some reason you were crying.

  "H-Hey.. Y/N..." Hoseok sputtered

Namjoon walked in after finishing his dinner. You aggressively wiped your tears with the back of your sleeve, smearing your makeup. Namjoon ran over to you.

  "Hey what's wrong?" he asked, comforting you.

Hoseok ran over to Namjoon and whispered something in his ear.

  "Hey... We're sorry Y/N. We thought if we got you and Yoongi together you'd be happier. I guess our plans failed if all we did was make you sad."

  "It's fine... Can I just go home now?" you asked in between muffled sobs.

Namjoon nodded and left to go get Yoongi to drive you home.

  "Wait in the car he'll be out in a few minutes." Hoseok said, placing his hand on your shoulder.

You obliged and ran off to find your handbag and leave.

When you reached the car, without thinking you opened the door. Surprisingly it was unlocked. You placed yourself in the passenger seat, tears still streaming down your face as if you yourself was Niagara Falls. You leaned your head back on the seat and closed your eyes. You almost fell asleep, crying when Yoongi aggressively opened the car door. You opened your eyes and looked at him. His hair was still wet and he looked even more annoyed.

  "Great."

  "He hates me even more now." you thought, internally scolding yourself.

The entire ride was completely silent. The tears that ran down your face penetrated the barrier of silence between you two. Once you arrived at your house, before Yoongi even properly parked the car, you ran off. You speed walked towards your front door, Yoongi following behind. You violently wiped your eyes, not caring about your appearance. Yoongi caught up to you and gripped your shoulders roughly, spinning you around.

  "Stop crying." he commanded, gently wiping your tears with his thumbs.

You responded with a sniff.

  "Aish this girl..."

Yoongi placed his tender lips on your cheeks, kissing your tears away.

  "Y-Yoongi..." you stammered.

You buried your face in his chest, crying even more.

  "I thought you hated me."

  "No, Y/N. I love you." he confessed, comforting circles into your back.

Yoongi pushed you back and tilted you head up, pulling you into a slow, deep, kiss. A kiss that showed his sincere love. You willingly kissed back.

  "I love you Yoongi." you said, pulling away from the kiss.

  "I love you too."