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love signs (min yoongi)

Image credit: to owner. I don't own this picture.

pairing: reader x min yoongi

rating/genre: pg, fluff, slice of life, established relationship

warnings: heavy mentions of eating/food

playlist: love signs by the jungle giants

note: trying my hand at this fluff thing cause i need some comfort goddamn it (might turn this into a series because it was fun lemme know if you want something like that)

words: 400-ish

masterlist

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"You're up."

Yoongi nods, frying up something delicious smelling in the pan. "There's coffee on the table."

"You didn't have to. I could've just....."

"Grabbed some processed thing from the 7-Eleven fridge at the airport? Yeah. No."

You smiled at him and walked closer, hugging him from behind. "Thank you."

"Mmh."

Sat at the table, you watched as he piled food onto your plate. Then you dug in. Whatever he cooked always tasted great. And today was no different - eggs Benedict over English muffins. Even your Americano was restaurant quality.

"What's your plan for the rest of the day?" You ask, mouth stuffed with food. Yoongi chuckles, wiping away the corner with his thumb and licking off the hollandaise sauce.

"Get sad, go sleep, make music."

"Two of those I get. But get sad? Why? I'll be back in like a week." You note, piling on some of the eggs onto the crisp bread.

"You'll still be gone for a week." He says. It wasn't just the tone of his voice that threw you off. It was the words themselves too. Yoongi wasn't a clingy person by any stretch of the imagination. He kept busy and so did you - perks of both being producers in the music industry. But this was new.

"You know, if I told people what a sap you were..... I could ruin your reputation." You tease. Yoongi frowns, pouting. You'd kiss him if you weren't so goddamn hungry.

"You wouldn't."

"Oh, I would." You say, wiggling your eyebrows at him.

"Please.....no.....I'll tone it down."

"I didn't say I wanted that." You inform, clearing away your plate.

"Then?" You chuckle lightly, drawing closer. With a kiss to the top of his head, you say,

"Just for that look on your face. Priceless."

"You are....."

"The best, I know."

He joins you as you gather your things, floating from the bedroom to the living area.

"Call me when you get there."

"Mmh."

"No, no, call me when you're in the plane too. Just when you're about to leave." Yoongi says.

"Okay."

"And when you land....."

"Needy. So needy."

You tease him, catching his wrist in your hands. Your arms hold him hostage as you kiss him on the cheek first. He scrunches his nose in mock distaste. Then your lips trail upwards, kissing him on the temple. But the time you reach his nose, he's relaxed against you.

"Don't work too much." You caution. He nods.

"Mmh. I love you." He says, his deep intelligent eyes staring into yours. You nod, reaching up and kissing him on the mouth. He deepens the kiss for just a moment, tongue tracing your bottom lip.

"Hollandaise could've used more salt."

You roll your eyes at him. Yoongi was honestly ridiculous sometimes. But you could feel your chest tighten with the love you felt for him. You did love him. You really did. You never thought you'd find anyone to feel this way about and yet, here he was.

"Bye, weirdo. I love you!"

You say, arms extending into a grand gesture. Yoongi laughs a little before kissing your cheek one as a final au revoir - not as a goodbye, but a "until I see you again".