BTS imagines- Smut and fluff (requests open)

"Hey, why're you up so early?" you asked, not looking away from your phone, munching on some cereal. You knew your roommate was up, but he didn't reply. "Yoongi." you said this time, looking away from your phone to see him sitting halfway upright in your bed. "Yeah," he blinked, his voice deep and husky from being asleep. "Yeah, good morning, (Y/n). What's up?" You could see how tired he was, unsure of if it was just morning drowsiness or overworking himself. "Why are you up so early? It's only 4:15." Yoongi was always asleep, dead asleep. It's not like him to wake up in the middle of the night. You noticed that he wasn't saying anything, so you lightly rubbed his thigh. "Ah-" you unconsciously yelped, Yoongi slapping your hand away, then grabbing your arm, pulling you close to him. "Don't start something you can't finish" he said darkly, noticing how scared you looked after. He got up out of bed, and started to undress to get ready for whatever he was doing.

 "Yoongi" you said in a small voice, making him turn around half naked. "Yoongi, what'd you mean just a second ago?" he sighed, making you wonder if you'd done something wrong. He noticed this too. "Hey, (Y/n), it's not your fault." he started, much gentler than before, sitting down in a chair by your shared bed. He smiled sweetly, not his gummy happy smile, something different. "Don't worry about it, okay?" He gently took his thumb to the right side of your face, pressing it in circles beside the bottom of your nose, near your cheek, a place where  you were always tense. What he didn't realize was that his hand was also rubbing right under your earlobe, a very sensitive spot on you. You knew you had to be blushing, it was taking everything in you not to make any sound that could be taken the wrong way. With as much Yoongi noticed about you, he never seemed to notice how flustered he could make you.  You sighed and nuzzled your head into his hand. "I'll tell you" Your roommate suddenly broke the silence, still massaging your face. You looked at him, ready to listen, and he gulped. "When you were rubbing my leg, your hand was so close, so frickin close to 'me'. It made me realize things. Me and you are alone together, almost always. We're always touching, always close...I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't say these things in front of you-" He was about to get up, taking his hand from your face, but you pulled him back down with surprising force. You spoke without thinking, "Don't be embarrassed, it's the same for me. When you touch me, I think I'm going to go crazy. I think I'm going to loose control of myself. So don't be embarrassed, I'm the same" You saw him smile, confirming that it wasn't just you who felt like this. 

You were both like this together.