Falling For It ??

One

We both turned and I saw Minah, who invited herself to this wedding I might add, waving at him. He nodded to her and winked making her react in the most disgusting way. I scoffed turning away from her, and Yoongi noticed.

"What?" He asked, still grinning widely. 

Fucking annoying...

"Nothing." I said, keeping my face turned to look around us. Jimin had finally dragged Jin to the dance floor, and he was doing rather well. As was Namjoon; they must have practiced. 

"Babe." I heard again making me turn to Yoongi. "Why are you ignoring me?" 

"First, I'm not your babe. Stop calling me that." 

"You are always my babygirl." he replied. He was biting his lip, an action that would have made me want to bite it myself, but I pushed away that feeling. "What's second?" 

"The song is over." I pulled away from his arms and walked backwards. His teasing smirk faltering to a 'touché' look and I turned making myself way back over to Hoseok. There was a full drink at my seat, thank god.

"Thought you'd want another." He said raising his glass for a cheer. 

I raised mine back taking one big gulp. In the corner of my eye, I saw Minah hanging all over Yoongi's arm. Shivers ran down my spine, and I was instantly irritated. "I hate that guy." 

"You do not." Hoseok said. "If you hated him, you wouldn't be so nice to him." 

"I don't try to be nice. I'm just a nice person, it comes out naturally." 

"Why don't you like him again? I think he's a great guy, known him for a long time." 

"He's just such a fuckboy." I said watching Yoongi whisper in Minah's ear making her giggle and squirm.

"Are you sure you're not jealous that you're not the one he's whispering sweet nothings too?" He asked as he turned to see what I was seeing. 

"Trust me. No. It just sickens me that he can go through women the way he does. Girls throw themselves at him. Its gross." 

"I never thought of him as a fuckboy. But the man is hot, you can't hold that against him." 

"Sure. Let's say I agree that he's attractive. His personality ruins it." 

"You have never, in the 8 years that I have known you, taken the liberty to get to know him. You judge him on what you think you know. And because he enjoys sex with women?"

"Several different women." 

"So?" 

"So!" I scoffed. "I'd think little of you too if you just fucked anyone who would open their legs." 

"Are you an expert on his sex life?" He smirked raising an eye brow. "Besides, since when do you care if anyone sleeps around? We've all done that."

"You know what. You're right." I said taking another drink. "I still don't have to like him." 

He shrugged and that was the end of our conversation about Yoongi. I tried to ignore him for the rest of the night, but had to pay attention when he was giving his best man speech. 

I have to say, it was quite good. 

"...and to wrap it up; Namjoon man, congratulations. Taehyung is a good guy, and I am ecstatic you found each other. I truly do wish you a lifetime of happiness. May everyone find love like yours." He raised his glass. "To the happy couple!" Everyone lifted their glasses in cheers, including myself. He walked over to me and handed me the microphone, as it was my turn. "Try not to outshine the newlyweds." He teased. "You look delicious in that dress; the audience may forget the reason we are here." He winked again, and I rolled my eyes at his chuckle. 

I finished up my much shorter speech, and raised a glass to cheers the two one more time, before dinner commenced. 

Hours later, after many more drinks, dancing, and cake, Hoseok and I were making our way back to the hotel room. 

"Since when are you heavy?" 

"Rude!" I scolded. "I am not heavy; I am just right." 

"Well Miss Right, next time you're the one giving me a piggy back ride." 

I laughed and wrapped my arms around his neck. When we finally made it to our hotel room, I heard the door to the room across from us open. 

"Hobi, Noona!" 

"Oh jeeze." I grumbled, letting my head fall into Hoseok's shoulder. 

Hoseok turned and I couldn't help but see Yoongi leaning against the wall from the corner of my eye. "Hey hyung." 

"Did someone drink too much?" I could just hear the humor in his voice, making me more annoyed. 

"It's a fucking wedding. We are supposed to drink." 

"I love when she's feisty. I could always take care of her." He offered, making my arms tighten around Hoseok. 

"I got her." He replied making me a little more at ease. "She can be a handful when she's drunk." 

Yoongi nodded. "I'm up for the challenge, but maybe some other time." I looked up and he winked at me again before he stepped back into his room. "Goodnight." 

"Night hyung." 

"Fuck off." I mumbled, but I don't think he heard me. 

"How drunk are you?" Hoseok asked.

"Not too drunk to consent to you fucking me senseless." 

"Perfect." 

He opened the door and we were both laughing as he threw me on the bed climbing over me. 

"Jin will kill me if anything happens to this dress. He picked it out." 

"Well then let's get it off of you." He smiled in a low voice kissing the top swell of my breasts. 

"Yes please."