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Hello Tina! I just want to say that I love you and your "So It Goes" series. You're really a talented author.

I have a drabble request, I want more back story of "that one summer night when Y/N insisted on having a picnic under the stars". And the next day Yoongi texted her "I can't stop thinking about you." 🥺

Thank you in advance.

Please don't stop writing! ♥️

Hi!!! Thank you very much 🥰, another anon requested this scenario too, so here you go. Go easy on me I'm still struggling to write smut sfjsf- Also, this is oc being still very shy in their beginnings.

title: don't get cocky

pairing: rapper!yoongi x reader

series: so it goes

timeline: before so it goes.

words: 2.9k

warnings: explicit sexual content, handjob, blowjob, lots of fluff too bc i'm only human.

Tonight was one of those nights where Yoongi wondered when summer was going to end. He was sick of the long days, the heat of the city and the amount of bugs that appeared at night. Regardless of that, when you asked him if he wanted to go on a picnic date under the stars, he said yes, that he would love to.

There was a good side of summer, though: that dress you were wearing.

You were clueless, as always. Your mind seemed to be somewhere else, but Yoongi couldn’t put his finger on it yet.

He helped you set the picnic blanket on the grass and when you were already seated, you showed him the lunch boxes that you prepared.

“It’s kimbap!” You said, opening the lunch box for him to see the food you made for tonight.

“Are you trying to seduce me with kimbap again?” A cocky smirk appeared on his face. You frowned, confused.

“What do you mean “again?” You asked, leaving the lunch box in the space between the two of you and starting to take the rest of them out of your bag.

“Oh, you know… I’m talking about that time when I was eating kimbap in the studio.” He tried to remind you, getting closer to you on the blanket. You tilted your head, still confused. “You were waiting for Jungkook”

“You were eating kimbap, not me.”

“Yeah, I asked if you wanted some and you made me feed you on the mouth while making intense eye contact. You were trying to seduce me.” He explained, the memory hit you like a brick on the head. The frown on your face disappeared, replacing the confused expression with laughter.

“I remember now.” You said, covering your mouth with your hand. “Did it work?”

“I can’t answer such questions.” He joked.

“Why?”

“Because it would reveal too much about myself.”

“That means yes.” You confirmed “I knew it, I have that effect on people.”

“So you do that often?” He asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Seduce people? Not on purpose.”

“So people just fall to your feet?”

“Yes, they can’t help it.” You continued to joke, grabbing his white tee and pulling him close to rub your nose against his. “You couldn’t help it either.”

You were just joking, inside you knew you weren’t as confident as you wanted people to believe, Yoongi could see right through that. You never had to do much to “seduce” him, it was him who had to do most of the work, he was already on his knees the first time he kissed you. It was like you did have that effect on people, which drove Yoongi crazy, it made him increible anxious. He could see the way men looked at you all the time and he couldn’t say a word about it, it was his own personal hell.

But Yoongi was dumb enough not to see the way you were looking at him that night. When you finished eating, he laid on the blanket with you, circling your waist with his arm as you used it as a pillow.

There was no one around. It was late and dark, there was just an old street lantern that provided poor illumination to that side of the empty park. You snuggled next to him, caring very little about the hot weather.

“I really don’t want summer to end.” You suddenly confessed, burying your nose on his neck.

“Why not?” Yoongi questioned “I’m sure that autumn is so much better.”

“Yes, it is.” You agreed. “But summer ending only means that I have to go back to study, and this is supposed to be my last year.”

“I’m sure you’ll do great.” He assured you “You don’t have to be afraid.”

“I can’t help but be a little bit afraid. I have this feeling that change is around the corner, I don’t know if I’m ready for that.”

Yoongi’s eyes shifted towards the dark sky, observing the few stars that the light pollution of the city allowed him to see. He understood what you were feeling, he was not used to change either. He didn’t like it, but he had to learn to deal with it over time.

“I get what you mean, but change doesn’t have to be drastic, right?” He said, feeling how you took your head off his neck. “For example, when you graduate next year, what’s the first thing you want to do?”

Your fingers fiddled with the chain on his neck as you thought about it.

“First, sleep without an alarm for a whole week.” You answered, making him chuckle. “Maybe I’ll have a stable job by then, like, a real job. It’s hard to know, but I know one thing for sure.”

“What?”

Before replying, you checked the place with your eyes quickly, making sure no one was around. Then, you got even closer to his face, ready to tell a secret.

“Don’t tell her, but I want to leave Nayeon.” You whispered, afraid that she could hear you from a distance.

“You sound like you are in a relationship.” He whispered back.

“We kinda are. A relationship of flatmates.” You assured him “I have been living with her for the past six years, we need to break up. It’s not easy to have sex if she’s around.”

Yoongi’s shoulders started to shake with laughter,your last words taking him by surprise. He laughed so loud that you started laughing with him, but that didn’t mean you weren’t true to your words. “I’m serious” You insisted. “If she were to bring a guy over, I would close my door and put my headphones on. But when it’s me she makes a whole fuss about it.”

“Are you telling me that she heard us fucking?” He asked, but Yoongi didn’t really care. It annoyed you sometimes how careless he was about that stuff, but he wasn’t completely guilty of that. When you were under him every trace of shame left your body, and unfortunately that made you forget about your poor friend sleeping in the next bedroom.

“She told me once…” You said “She was kinda annoyed, like she heard us a few times.”

“I told you to be quiet.” He defended himself.

You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. You didn’t care.”

“I did care.” He lied, biting back a cheeky smile. You pushed his shoulder, squinting your eyes at him.

“Well, you didn’t seem to care. But anyway, that’s maybe one of the reasons I want to move out.” Your expression slowly became serious again, Yoongi noticed how a wave of nostalgia washed over your face “The rest is uncertain, it makes me uncomfortable.”

Yoongi often felt the difference between the two of you in each one of your conversations. He didn’t know if you did, but it was obvious for him how your life path was nothing like his. You had your shit together most of the time, you were organized, didn’t let anything distract you. He was just… not all of that. The only word that came to his mind was chaotic, and he was pretty sure you didn’t need chaos in your life.

Maybe during summer it was fun sneaking at night and hiding from your friends, during summer it was fun to be reckless. But after summer ends? Would you want him to be there by then?

“You don’t have to plan everything, you know?” He murmured “It’s fine if some things are uncertain, it would be boring if you already knew everything that’s going to happen in the next months. Everything will come around for you naturally.”

You huffed ��I’m not sure I’m the kind of girl whom things come naturally for.”

He laughed “When I say naturally I don’t mean that a new job is going to fall on your lap next week. You work hard, you put effort on things, when I say naturally I mean that everything you work hard for will come to you eventually.”

“Do you think so?” You looked up to him and found his dark eyes observing you closely.

“Yes, I think so. But you should try to think of the things that are happening right now or you’ll miss them out. When you are looking for a job next year you will try to remember when it was summer and you were free and you won’t remember anything, all because you were worrying about the future.”

“You’re right.” You let out a deep sigh before directing your gaze towards the sky “It’s just that I can’t help but worry. I had the initial plan, move in with Nayeon and finish college. Now it’s coming to an end and I feel like I have to make another one.”

“Start with moving out, then. Like I said, change doesn’t have to be drastic and all at once. You can plan things along the way if that makes you feel safe.”

In that moment an urge to hug him tightly washed over you, so you wrapped your arm around his torso and laid your head on his chest. Yoongi was always surprised by all your sudden gestures, but he grew used to them, he liked them.

“Why is it always that you know what to say?” You wondered out loud.

“I really don’t.” He laughed.

“You do, you got me thinking.” You insisted “And you know? When I’m looking for a new job next year, I will remember tonight.”

“Will you?” He asked. You just nodded in affirmation, making your nose bump into his. He took it as an invitation, kissing your lips briefly. “Stay with me tonight. At my place, so Nayeon doesn’t get mad.”

You laughed, pretending like you were not scanning your imaginary agenda in your mind. You were free, so you agreed.

“Fine, but I want to do something first.”

…

Twenty minutes later, Yoongi was being pushed inside the backseat of his own war. You were behind him, rushing him to get inside.

“Is this supposed to be revenge for the other night after the cinema?” He asked.

“How is this revenge?” You questioned. Yoongi was late to notice the smirk that was plastered on your face, he didn’t know why yet, but it made him weirdly nervous.

You pressed your palms on his chest, making him lay on the corner between the door and the seat of the car. You were sure he would be uncomfortable, but so were you the last time he fucked you on his car.

“Car sex it’s not hot.” He said.

“Now it’s not hot?” You frowned, settling your body between his thighs. Yoongi looked down at you, realizing that from that angle he got a clear view of your cleavage. He gulped, completely forgetting what he wanted to say.

“I mean, I have time today. We can do it at my place.” He tried to convince you, but you just shook your head, shutting him up with a kiss. Yoongi’s heart skipped a beat when he felt your tongue sliding inside his mouth. It was like his body didn’t listen to his mind, regardless of his thought, he gripped your waist, pulling you closer to him. He was starting to change his mind when you pulled away from him, breaking the kiss.

“I’m not letting you fuck me in the car again.” You told him. “I was thinking of something else.”

Just for a moment, Yoongi had no idea what you were talking about. He didn’t expect you to take initiative in these kinds of things, so he was confused. Now he seemed to be the one who was clueless, but when you sneaked your hands between the two of you, reaching for his jeans to unbutton them, yoongi felt like his blood pressure just dropped, then something clicked in his mind.

“What are you…?” He wanted to ask, but the words got stuck in his throat. Your hands were already pulling his pants down his knees. “Baby…” He called you.

There was some sort of warning in his voice, not directed at you but himself. He would never decline oral sex, he was just a man after all, but you never did that to him. You and him just started to have sex not really long ago, that was a fantasy that lived only inside his mind, and maybe in that one dream he had a week ago, where you were on your knees on his shower sucking him off. But apart from that, he didn’t dare to ask you, it wasn’t like he was asking for your hand in marriage, but you were too shy and he didn’t know if you wanted to do it yet.

Yoongi was satisfied with the amount of times he was fucking you during the week, but that dream he had woke him up in a cold sweat and with an annoying tension between his legs. Now he had you in front of him, he could see your eyes shining even in the dark, the shy smile on your face warning him that this could be the last day of his life.

“What?” You asked, as he observed your fingers tracing the elastic of his boxers. One of your hands traveled down, brushing over his crotch, he felt himself get hard under your touch. “Is this okay?” You talked again, he swore he heard an angel talking.

He surrendered, nodding and acting like a cat just bit his tongue. You pushed his boxers down, grabbing his cock in one of your hands and brushing the tip with your thumb. Yoongi felt himself succumbing to you, sinking in his place as he watched your hand travel down his base and up to his tip again, gathering his precum and spreading it all over his length.

There was complete silence in the car after that, you could only hear his heavy breathing and a few groans. He understood you weren’t like him, he liked to tease and talk dirty, maybe be a bit mean, look into your eyes and make you nervous. Besides the fact that you were too embarrassed to say something, you just wanted to give it to him, to be good.

You started to travel down to his crotch, getting your mouth closer to him, you wrapped your lips around the head of his cock, running your tongue all over it. You could see him throwing his head back, sighing in a desperate attempt not to moan. You didn’t like that, so you decided to take him deeper this time, moaning around him, making him buckle his hips into your mouth.

“Oh, baby, that’s just…” He trailed off, trying to build a coherent sentence in his head. “That feels so good, baby.” You felt his hands grazing over your loose hair, as if he was trying to remove it from your face so he could see you better. If it wasn’t for the dick in your mouth, you would have blushed, but you were too distracted trying to do your job well, taking him in and out, focused on taking every inch of him inside your mouth.

It was over for Yoongi when you decided to add one of your hands, gripping the base of his cock as you ran your tongue up and down, making him let out a loud moan. “You’re so good, baby. Such a good girl.” He slurred.

It was hard to know if Yoongi was being bold or he was just trying to come back to his dominant element. He felt dazed, trapped in your hands quite literally. But you had set a pace and he didn’t allow himself to interrupt it, so he held back as much as he could from fucking your mouth, you were taking your time, running your mouth down his cock with the patience of the world, your only purpose was to drive him crazy.

God, that sight alone was going to be the end of him. He never found himself in that position, avoiding your gaze from time to time, afraid that the view would make him cum immediately. He could watch any girl giving him head without losing control, but your eyes were connected to his without shame, filled with tears as you tried to take him as deep as you could.

“You look so pretty like that.” He hissed, gripping your hair tighter. “So pretty taking my cock, I wish I could take a picture of you right now.”

You pressed your legs together, moaning in response. You could only hope that he didn’t tease you for that. You were too intoxicated in his praises and the noises he was making, like he was encouraging you to keep going.

Soon enough Yoongi could not take it anymore, he came in your mouth, too overwhelmed to even warn you. He pulled from your hair, making you let out a loud pop when you pulled away from him. You felt his hands on your face, bringing you closer to him.

With his thumb he wiped your mouth and tears from the corners of your eyes. He looked like a car ran over him, but it was just you. He pulled you closer, enveloping your lips into a slow and warm kiss. “You can’t do that to me without warning.” He breathed out.

“Why? You didn’t like it?” You pouted, trying hard not to laugh.

“No, I loved it.” He murmured against your lips, leaving a small peck before talking again. “Don’t get too cocky with me.”

“Can’t make any promises.”

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