Yoongi's POV

A strange coolness crept up on him once he let her go, though his lips still felt warm and tingly. Watching her wobble out of the lobby his eyes followed her all the way to the car with a smirk still plastered on his face. He felt strangely light. An unparalleled happiness set into his heart. The way her skin felt against his lips was beyond explanation. For the longest time he wondered what it would be like to kiss her. In fact, the thought plagued his mind a vast majority of his wakeful hours, not to mention its appearances in his dreams. To hold her close and melt into her kisses was something he desired so strongly. Having just a taste of that set his senses into overdrive. He bit his lip absently and ran over the encounter in his mind. All he wanted in that moment was to have her there. Kelsie. Even her name sent his heartbeat into spirals.

The smirk remained on his face the whole ride up to his apartment. Yoongi entered the room to see everyone seated around the TV, Namjoon seemed to be the point of focus. Leaning back into the door he clicked it shut, shuffling into the room and taking a seat on the arm of the closest couch. "We're going to have to put him somewhere so they can have their own room," Namjoon sighed looking up to greet Yoongi. "Ah, Yoongi. Snoring doesn't bother you right?" Raising and eyebrow quizzically he addressed the leader, "Of course not." Namjoon clapped his hands as if closing a deal and smiled, "It's settled! I'll squeeze in with Hoseok and Jin, Jimin you're with Yoongi." The boys all offered their expressions of acceptance, Jimin and Namjoon bounced up from their spots and took off to their rooms. Jin was the first to take notice of just how lost Yoongi appeared. "To make room we had to move Jimin… but nobody wanted to share with him," he explained. "Ahh," Yoongi hummed in a display of understanding. It made sense now. Jimin, whom was known for his snoring, had an entire room to himself. Moving him was the easiest way to accommodate Kelsie and Meg. Stifling a yawn, Yoongi dismissed himself and retreated back to his bedroom. Jimin and Namjoon were buzzing about in limbo, transferring their items between rooms. Lazily, Yoongi retrieved a pair of boxers and a towel. The hot shower did nothing to quell his groggy state. It literally felt like a sea of warm blankets. Through half lidded eyes he traversed to his bedroom. Jimin was posted up on the bed, scrolling through his laptop. The kid was probably checking the fan cafe. Yoongi threw back his comforter with reckless abandon and plopped down onto the mattress, dragging the sheets up around his shoulders. The warmth he radiated from his shower sunk into the bed quickly. 

To the side he could hear the clap of a shutting laptop, followed by the rustling of blankets. "Hyung?" Jimin called softly. "Hmm?" Yoongi rumbled not bothering to even open his eyes. "You really like Kelsie don't you?" Despite being on the border of sleep this question claimed a large chunk of his dwindling attention. "Yeah," he mumbled tiredly. "She is really nice and cute too!" Yoongi merely groaned something akin to 'yeah' but his mind was already full of her image. "Meg is really pretty… I remember her from fan signs…" Jimin carried off on a tangent but those were the last words that he recalled hearing before sleep claimed him. The next morning he would get to see her again, just this time she would be coming home with him. As cheesy as it sounded he could have sworn he fell asleep smiling.

The next morning he was risen from slumber by the wafting scent of chicken and vegetables. It was as if someone had attached a string to his nose and was reeling him in. Soon he was shovelling mouthfuls of breakfast into himself, slowly but surely waking up. His eyes fell on the illuminated screen of Taehyung's phone, which read quarter to 11. "What time are they coming?" questioned Taehyung through a mouthful of food. Yoongi interlocked his hands behind his head and stretched out with a groan. "I was going to get them when I'm read-", "You're going to get them? Can I come?" he interjected before Yoongi could finish. Naturally every body in the house heard this and surrounded the table immediately shouting a chorus of "Me too!". Scrunching up is nose, Yoongi merely nodded his head. There was no point in arguing with them when they were all so invested in the idea. "I wonder what their apartment is like" Jungguk pondered eyes rolling up to the ceiling curiously. Yoongi rose from his spot and sauntered down the hall, catching the last bit of conversation. It seemed that Taehyung and Jimin were inquiring about Meg again. As long as they weren't interested in Kelsie, he couldn't care less.

The entire car ride was full with expectations and questions. Truth be told, none of them had ever been inside a girl's apartment before. This was quite the undertaking for them all. They huddled around its frame bustling with excitement. When the metal slab slid open they were immediately welcomed by a wave of fragrant air. The place smelled like a mixture of baked goods and fresh fruit. However the first thing Yoongi saw was her. The way confusion danced across her features made him giddy inside, followed by her brilliant smile. Each time she greeted him it was a brand new rush of admiration. This girl was beyond stunning. The most frustrating thing was that while being undeniably gorgeous, she was also adorable. Yoongi didn't hesitate to help her, besides it was an excuse to be close to her again. The living space gathered his attention. The apartment was filled with little quirks. They were her little quirks. Everything from the various anime's that were collected, to the array of books and plushies. Just being here felt like a doorway to her essence. A familiar melody found his ears and drew him from his contemplation. Meg entered the room, captivating Jimin. Yoongi suppressed his laughter quite cooly and pointed him out to Kelsie. He remembered that look, and very well knew what it meant. It was only a matter of time.

When they arrived back to the dorms, Yoongi deposited Kelsie into her room. He felt impatient having to wait to spend time with her, but he simply kept his mouth shut. Surely it wouldn't take them too long to unpack. In order to keep himself busy Yoongi settled into one of the squishy black couches and immersed himself in the TV. Some time later the two emerged from their rooms. Kelsie hobbled to his side and sunk into the sofa. Extending his arm behind her, he laid it across the head rest. This incentive of togetherness begged the action. It was harmless enough. Even if they were sharing the couch with Hoseok, she was beneath his personal bubble. It made him feel good to know that. More so than that, when everyone departed for the store he was beyond thrilled. Bless Meg, Yoongi was already beginning to like her. She definitely started off on the right foot.

In the absence of others Yoongi became hyperaware of her every breath and movement. She rearranged herself, gently leaning into his side. Without granting it much thought he brought his arm down around her back, hand landing on hip, and pressed her against himself. The relaxing sensation of her skin against his formed a slight smile to his face. He could see her turn in his peripherals. Her warm sweet breath cascaded along his cheek. It sparked nerve endings he didn't even know he had. He was completely enveloped in her scent. It was invigorating. Yoongi, being in a slight daze, looked at her dreamily. His round dark chocolate eyes travelled the dips and contours of her face. He couldn't get enough of her. Just when he thought he had known her features a small silver ring peeking out from her nose stole his concentration. "What's this?" he blurted out with wide eyes. Listening intently to her as she explained he grew more fascinated. Being granted the opportunity to toy with the metal horse shoe, he gingerly poked the jewellery with the pad of his index finger. He whispered "Wow.. so cool~" and leaned in to investigate. It then became aware to him just how very close he was to her face. Gaze travelling upward he locked eyes with her. Gliding his hand across her soft cheeks, he let the back of his fingers brush all the way down to her chin. Twisting his hand as to support her head with the tips of his fingers, he gently guided her face upward. His heart was hammering violently in his chest. He wanted this so badly. It was the single thing that he had been wishing for so much lately. His lips were throbbing softly from his elevated pulse. He could feel the warmth radiating from her face. Watching her eyes flicker shut, he felt his own slide to a close. Her lips felt like silk against his own, so soft and inviting. He only had the chance for them to whisper against his own before they were interrupted. Frustration flooded his mind as he groaned and pulled away, breaking their embrace. Unbelievable timing.

Hoseok, laden with various bags hanging from his arms, scooted right past and into the kitchen. "Princess~ I have a treat for you," Meg called dancing over to the couch leaning on the arm. Yoongi had decent english skills, but the bulk of that sentence was lost on him. Screwing up his face, still sour from being interfered with, he slumped back into the corner of the sofa. "I'll need your help though," she continued, "I couldn't find frozen fries so we'll have to make them from scratch." Yoongi, still moderately out of the loop, watched as Kelsie rose to her feet and linked arms with Meg. The two disappeared into the kitchen. He let out a huff of air. A few moments ago he was millimetres from kissing her. Hunching over he rubbed his face into his hands. Someone vaulted the back of the sofa, landing next to him abruptly. "What's wrong?" came a bubbly Jimin. Feeling someone against his shoulder he looked up to see Jungguk take his seat on the arm rest. "Are you okay hung?" he asked tilting his head. "I have a headache" Yoongi lied. "Drink some water," Jin recommended taking a seat at the free couch. Taehyung threw himself down next to Jin. From the kitchen floated scattered pieces of the girls' English conversation. "Yah! Don't speak English that's not fair!" whined Jimin. Kelsie poked her head through the little window with a cheeky grin, "It's not my fault you don't know English," she stuck out her tongue and vanished back into the kitchen. Namjoon strolled into the living space chuckling, "She has a point," he offered taking a seat between Jin and Taehyung. Jimin frowned and crossed his arms, "Nobody asked you." This lightened Yoongi's spirits somewhat, but he was much more consumed with formulating a plan. He would get his kiss. 

The smell of cooking fries, accompanied by something deliciously savoury soon filled the dorm. It made Yoongi's mouth water. A quick survey of the room deduced that all the boys were feeling the effects of the food. He wasn't sure what exactly they were having but he wasn't complaining. The scent alone was driving him into a hunger frenzy. Meg poked her head out through the little window of the kitchen, "Everyone's having some right?" she inquired and received a roomful of 'yes's'. A few minutes later she appeared balancing many plates, followed by Kelsie who managed to carry a couple. Everyone was on their feet and setting themselves down at the table before the girls could finish laying out the full plates. Laying before him was a plate filled with golden fries, drizzled in glistening gravy, and topped with curds of white cheese. "What's this?" Jin asked investigating his plate. "Delicious!" Jungguk answered him through a mouthful of fries. Meg couldn't help but laugh. "It's called Poutine, it's a Canadian dish," Kelsie explained forking up a couple of fries. Yoongi experimentally stabbed at his plate and popped a few into his mouth. The flavours exploded across his tongue and he was filled with content. "Ahh so good~" he cooed joyfully. It took a whole ten minutes for everyone to completely empty their plates. Filled with a warm meal, everyone seemed relaxed and cheerful. "Can we keep them?" Hoseok chuckled motioning toward Meg and Kelsie. 

The dirty dishes were loaded into the dishwasher and everybody found their own spot amongst the couches. "I don't want to move~" Jungguk confessed while rubbing his stomach. "How about a movie?" Namjoon suggested ceasing the Xbox controller from the coffee table. He navigated the Netflix menu and after little deliberation they all settled on watching Iron Man. Yoongi, whom was seated next to Kelsie on one of the couches smirked down at her. Now was his chance. The movie was just starting. "I'm going to get some popcorn," he purred slyly. "Kelsie would you help me~?" She looked up into his eyes and beamed, "Yeah!" Yoongi stood up, extending a hand to help her up. Weaving his arm under hers and around her back he led her into the kitchen. Placing her beyond the view of the kitchen window he worked quickly, gathering two popcorn packages and throwing them into the microwave. Turning on his heel he smiled at her gently. The movie was loud enough to be heard from the kitchen, and with the popping from the microwave it was sure to drown them out. "There was something I wanted to do…" he trailed off taking a step toward her, "but I was interrupted," he hummed lowly. Right now being forward was the least of his concerns. He was chock full of confidence. He wanted this, and he was damn sure she did too. His hands rested on her waist, stopping just inches away from her. Ducking his head he pressed his forehead to hers gingerly, noses brushing. He could feel the blood vibrating through his body. Wherever they made contact it felt like fire, but a fire that one could touch without being burned. There was no way anybody was going to mess this up again.

Fingers dancing up the middle of her back, he traced the curvature of her spine with his right hand. Trailing his fingertips up her arm, he delicately worked his way to her neck. Wrapping his hand up through the back of her head, winding her silken hair through his digits, he took a deep breath. Leaning forward he pressed his lips to her eagerly. What felt like thousands of fireworks took off amongst his lips, sending an electricity murmuring throughout his entire body. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before. This first kiss. With this girl whom meant so much to him in such a short period of time. He could feel himself melting into it. His lips puckered against hers lightly as it ended. Taking a moment to peek at her he was welcomed to her rosy cheeks. He couldn't help but smile, leaning in to claim a second kiss. It felt just as exhilarating as the first. Yoongi, whom as so engrossed with the task at hand, hadn't realized that the popcorn was beeping angrily begging to be taken out. "Yah! What are you doing?" bounced off the walls from the living room as Jimin stepped into the doorframe. "Uh… I…" he stammered with round eyes. Yoongi broke the kiss, but refused to move. Turning his head to Jimin he raised an eyebrow. "P…popcorn…" Jimin attempted, swiftly rounding them and grabbing the bags from the microwave, retreating to the living room as quickly as possible.