#min-boongie

[wonpiris]

always keep smiling, my love. (cr. 0613data)

#min yoongi #usersky #useremmeline #annietrack #userbangtan #btsgif #dailybts #usermaggie #userkelli #heyryen #btsedit #yoongi #suga #bangtan #gifs* #shercreates* #just something simple for #boongie day 2024 #i miss him so much it kinda hurts to look at/gif him but that's ok #flashing #eyestrain #suga agust d tour #d day in japan

[blog-name-idk]

Untitled (Arranged Marriage!Yoongi) | Teaser

Pairing: Chaebol/CEO!Yoongi x Fem!Reader, Final!???? x Fem!Reader

Genre: Chaebol(ish)!AU, Arranged Marriage!AU, Yoongi is a big ol' butthead for a while, Humor

Summary: Your husband-to-be, Min Yoongi, is a beautiful, gorgeous, cruel asshole. And his friends are no better.

Word Count: 1.4k

Rating: 18+

AN: This has been sitting in my WIPs for a while, and is also 100% @hamsterclaw's fault for driving me insane with her Vows series. It's nowhere near finished and I don't actually have an estimated date to begin posting, but it IS his birthday so....

A special thanks to @madbutgloriouspond and @nabiolive for beta-ing what's been written so far! Love you both always and forever.

Also I HATE coming up with titles so this has none at the moment.

~~~~~

Your first impression of Min Yoongi is that pictures didn't do him justice. There are certainly worse men you could be marrying to get ahead in life, at least from a physical standpoint. If you had met him under other circumstances, you might have been ecstatic.

Unfortunately, your first meeting is to discuss the terms of your engagement and eventual marriage. So that's hiccup number one in terms of establishing some sort of relationship based on mutual affection and attraction.

Hiccup number two is that he is a massive asshole.

You sit wordlessly across from each other in glacial silence as you wait for him to say something, to look at you, to at least fucking acknowledge your presence. But he hasn't so much as glanced your way since your parents and lawyers left the conference room to "allow the new couple a chance to get to know each other," as if this is their idea of a cute first date.

You use the time to study the man you're expected to marry. He's objectively striking with flowing dark hair and smooth, pale skin that has you vaguely wondering about his skincare routine. He almost looks like a doll, and the deathly silence does nothing to dispel the image. Finally, you can't take it anymore.

"So, do you - "

"I'm going to make a few things clear," he cuts you off, and for the first time today he deigns to look you in the eye. His own are dark and beautiful, and the ice in his gaze is matched only by the cold, almost bored quality of his voice. You shut up, too shocked by his rudeness to do anything but stare back.

"I have no interest or desire to be married to you," he says bluntly, stunning you further. "I am doing this out of necessity. Publicly, we'll have to attend events together, but otherwise don't expect me to hold your hand or act like I'm your boyfriend. I have responsibilities that matter, and I don't need you wasting my time with frivolous activities."

It's like the frost radiating from his body is trying to wrap its icy tendrils around your throat, but the flare of irritation at his complete dismissal of you is enough to melt away its bite. Your mind flashes back to the information your investigator had gathered, because you're not stupid enough to agree to marry someone completely blind.

Min Yoongi, 28 years old, only son and heir to Min Hyunsuk, President of Hansol Group. No arrests or convictions on record - at least nothing that couldn't be paid away, probably. He had been speculated to be in a quiet, long-term relationship with his college sweetheart, Kim Yongsun, and his cruel words only add credence to the theory.

You're not an idiot. You weren't expecting some kind of soap opera romance where you and your fiance hit it off and fall madly in love. You would have been satisfied with someone who at least respected you and the partnership, who you could have sex with without wanting to vomit. Those are more than reasonable expectations for a transactional relationship in which both parties are supposed to be benefitting.

Director's boards always seem to think a married man is more reliable than a bachelor, despite half of the assholes having mistresses on the side. You have a niggling feeling that there's some sort of agreement between Yoongi himself and his father, one that stipulates marriage with someone "suitable." Apparently, Yoongi's ex didn't meet his family's standards.

You might have felt bad for the man if he wasn't acting like such a colossal prick before so much as a single hello. Boo-fucking-hoo, he has to marry you instead of the girl he loves. Well, he's the one who made the choice for himself, not you.

You've honed many skills and talents over the years. One of them is being petty to a fault.

So you put the brightest, sweetest smile possible on your face, and for the first time today he wears an expression other than annoyance or bored indifference. He looks surprised.

"As you wish, dear fiance," you reply, saccharine sugar dripping from your voice like poison. "I will put all of my efforts into not inconveniencing you."

His eyes narrow at your tone, but before he can reply, your parents return. You bid a polite farewell, taking great glee in pressing a chaste kiss on Yoongi's cheeks as he gives you a murderous stare, and leave with your father.

"That went very well," he says as you exit the tall glass building, looking satisfied.

"Yes, Yoongi was very charming," you agree pleasantly, resisting the urge to scream when your father nods. He probably wouldn't care if Yoongi hit you behind closed doors as long as it didn't come to light or jeopardize the family name. Or the company's stock prices.

"I'm glad you've finally come around," your father says proudly as your driver pulls up and opens the door for the two of you to get in. "This is the best way you can help our family."

Yeah, I went to business school overseas so I would be a more favorable marriage option to some rich asshole, you think sourly, adjusting the skirt of your dress beneath you so it wouldn't wrinkle. You fucking idiot.

"Of course, father," you reply docilely, folding your hands in your lap as you turn to stare out the window. It galls to swallow down the words you really want to say, but you've long since learned to save your breath.

Besides, it's easier to maneuver when people underestimate you.

~~~~~

One month and one staged set of proposal pictures later, you're having an ostentatious engagement party so Yoongi can show off his new fiancee. Wait fuck that and fuck him, he's attending as your fiance.

Neither of you are particularly interested in the event, but hell hath no fury like a set of parents who want to show everyone how picture perfect their kids' lives are. And by extension, their own.

You idly wonder if he'll be able to pull off even a modicum of boyfriend behavior, considering he's been just as standoffish every other time you've seen him since that horrible first meeting. He'd once rolled his eyes when you had the audacity to ask how his family was doing, because fuck you for trying to make the best of what's rapidly becoming an incredibly painful situation.

So, because you know it infuriates him, you always greet him with a hug and a kiss he has to reciprocate because others are watching. The veiled fury in his eyes is the only thing that gets you through the meetings.

Plus he has quite kissable lips, which you discovered during the obligatory kiss picture during the proposal shoot. It had actually been quite pleasant to be cradled in his arms, his soft rose petal lips pressed against yours. At least, until you remembered who was holding you.

You're inspecting the finishing touches on your hair and makeup when your phone buzzes.

Yoonyoon I'm here. Hurry up.

God he is such a dick. Giving his phone contact a stupid nickname was the best idea you'd ever had.

You Of course, babe <3

He doesn't respond, of course, and you slip on your heels before leaving your apartment and taking the elevator down. Your eyes fall on the sleek, dark gray car in front of the building and you make your way towards it.

Yoongi is on his phone, and he doesn't even bother to look up when you enter the passenger's seat.

"Took you long enough," he says boredly, as if you hadn't left your unit as soon as you got his message. You take a deep breath and count to ten before pasting a smile on your face.

"Sorry babe, I just wanted to look good for you," you coo obnoxiously, relishing in the way his lips purse together in irritation. He turns to face you, face irate.

"I thought I told you not to - " he shuts up abruptly, eyes widening slightly as he takes you in. His gaze flickers down your body before it settles back to your face, and he looks stunned, like he's never seen you before.

Actually, now that you think about it, this might be the first time he's really looked at you. The night of your engagement party. How hilariously sad.

"Something the matter?" you ask, half expecting him to tell you you look like shit. Your voice seems to snap him back to his senses, and he turns forward again, foot hitting the gas so hard your back thumps into the leather back of your seat.

Asshole.

~~~~~

#min yoongi x reader #yoongi x reader #bts x reader #bts fanfiction #teaser #arranged marriage yoongi #bts fanfic #happy birthday yoongi boongi

[yoongistanfrr]

Coming Down by The Weekend;reminds me of yoongi 🤭.

Do y'all agree? 😣

#min yoongi #bts #come back home #genuis #suga #min suga #suga bts #bts suga #my man <3 #my man is so fine #yoongi boongi #yoongi #yoongi smile

[ink-mania]

Got to see Yoongi boongi live for his D-Day tour in LA, day 2. I've never been to a concert before in my life. I'm being completely serious when I say it was the best couple hours of my life. I still have so many emotions about it....

(As always, quality is better when you enlarge the pics)

#IT WAS SOOO GOOOOOD #i cried some #also #i think i might have fallen in love #yoongi boongi my beloved #d day tour #agustd dday #dday concert #agustd #min yoongi #suga #bts suga #inky's experiences

[samararose21]

I knew we'd be getting the notification after his final concert dates...I knew it but it still hurts. Our Yoongi boongi! *cries while hugging my shooky plush*

#BTS #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #Jung hoseok #Park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #military enlistment #it hurts #not our yoongi boongi #yoongi boongi #suga #I understand #but #I don't like it #bts army #ARMY #bangtan sonyeondan

[violetsiren90]

I am babysitting my best friend's kids, and my goddaughter, who is five, climbed into my lap while I was scrolling through Pinterest. I clicked on the below picture of Yoongi and my goddaughter started to giggle. I asked her what was so funny and she pointed to the picture and said, "He's a baby squish squish."

I thought I already loved this child at maximum capacity. I was wrong.

#she gets it #he is a baby squish squish #min yoongi babygirl boongie

[theharrowing]

🍬

i took molly for the concert last night and it was the best choice i could have possibly made

#tw: recreational drug use #don't do drugs kids #but seriously it was fucking life changing lmao #i was enraptured and in awe while on cloud nine #the love i have for min yoongi...😩 #boongi week

[star2fishmeg]

AGUST D IS ON SPOTIFY THE WAR IS OOOOVEEEERRR A COMPLETE MIXTAPE YAYAYAYAH

#≡starfishmeg #agust d #min yoongi #suga #life feels better now #yoongi boongi my beloved #fr tho this is revolutionary

[jiminie-and-his-pinky-finger]

🥺🥺🥺 he

#hes just so perfect 🥺 #min boongi

[dariangarcia]

My favorite gummy smile🐱🥰

#award for cutest smile goes to yoongi #suga baby #suga #yoongi boongi #yoongles #min yoongi

[bttotheeffins]

AM I SEEING THE TATTOO IS THAT IT OMG

#min yoongi #boongi plz

[yoongistanfrr]

HE CAN'T LEAVE ‼️‼️‼️

Please 🙏🙏🙏

#min yoongi #yoongi #genuis #yoonie #yoongles #minsuga #Augustd #lil meow meow #cat #savageboy #gummysmile #chewysmileboy #suga #yoongi boongi #fastestrapper #sugar #military wife #bts #iloveminyoongi

[fluffyydumplings]

Oh… I woke up to this

Oh…

Ahhhhhhhhh

#min yoongi is the death of me #yoon yoon #yoongi boongi boo boo

[bonny-kookoo]

https://www.tumblr.com/bonny-kookoo/726692373802991616/we-love-dragon-boongi-also-i-see-u-reblog-moonlit?source=share

I found this

I want this

No? 🥺

yes.

He's out eating, taking his mind off of things, when he starts to feel a bit.. off.

There's an odd tingling in the tips of his fingers, a weird itch to his skin almost, like he's forgotten something put can't pin-point what. The food get's delivered, and he's ready to dig in, when he looks up to see what else might be going on.

And there you are, sitting at a table a little further away from him, head on your arms as you nap a little.

"Oh- please don't be bothered by her." someone says, as she wipes a table next to him. "Poor thing doesn't have a place to stay." The older lady sighs, and Yoongi can't tear his eyes away from you.

"Does she have money for food?" He asks without looking away.

"..she get's the leftovers at the end of the day." She explains.

"One bowl of the same for her." Yoongi mumbles. "I'll pay for whatever else she wants." He says, and the lady smiles, eagerly running into the kitchen to give the order to the staff there. It's a little later when he watches you being woken up, hot bowl of food set in front of your surprised eyes that you rub the sleep out of for a second.

And then you look at him- and he knows its you, one hundred percent.

It's just like the first time his bond clicked into place- that red string of fate snapping right back into place, despite whatever happened between you both. And as you stare him down he knows you feel it too- you have to.

You pick up your food and cutlery to sit across from him at his table, visibly nervous.

"Hello." You say, unsure, before you continue. "I'm.. I think I'm your mate?" You tell him, and he nods, fearing something more to that sentence.

"I know." He answers.

"Oh." You seem relieved now, relaxing a bit.

"Do you know who I am?" He asks, and you seem conflicted.

"I feel like I do." You nod. "But I.. don't remember your name." You say. "I'm sorry. Ever since.. my accident, I forgot a lot of things." You apologize, and his heart breaks a little.

So many memories- lost.

But you're here, in front of him.

"We can- could we start over?" You wonder meekly, feeling ashamed to ask him that.

But he slowly, gently, starts to smile, before he nods.

"I'm Min Yoongi." He offers. "And I'd like you to join my pack." He proposes, earning a happy nod from you.

And all is thrown out the window at the sight of your smile-

because that's all he needs.

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #yoongi x reader #min yoongi imagines #yoongi imagines #yoongi imagine

[hyungieyoongi]

Shooky

Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

Genre: Established relationship + FLUFFY FLUFF

Word Count: 700+

A/N: I am already missing Yoongi Boongi and he is not even gone yet, so I wrote this little drabble to make my heart warm 💜 

Yoongi shut the door quietly behind him, slipping off his shoes in the entryway of your shared home. He shushed Holly as the dog came bounding up to him in excitement, awoken by the noise of his owner coming home at such a late hour. Yoongi bent down, petting the dog affectionately, cooing at him to get him to be quiet.

With Holly now happily following after him, Yoongi made his way through the dimly lit house toward your bedroom, the door still nudged open from Holly coming to greet him. The small poodle snuggled back onto his dog bed in the corner of the room, quickly falling back asleep now that his two favorite people were back home.

Yoongi sat on the edge of the bed near your sleeping form, trying to decide whether to wake you now or save the surprise for tomorrow morning when you inevitably found him sleeping next to you. He watched you sleep for a moment, peacefully unaware of his presence. He mulled it over, considering letting you rest undisturbed, but he couldn't wait.

He rubbed your arm gently, whispering your name, trying to wake you.

“Y/N, sweetheart, wake up,” Yoongi whispered, waiting for your eyes to open.

You groaned quietly, upset at being disturbed from your deep sleep. You squinted up at Yoongi, momentarily confused before you could make out your boyfriend’s form in the dark room.

“Yoongi!” you nearly shouted, voice rough from sleep. You shoved the covers away from your body, immediately sitting up so you could wrap your arms around him; his arms tightened around you instantly.

“I wanted to surprise you,” Yoongi murmured, words slightly muffled as he spoke them against your hair.

You pulled back to look at him, eyes taking in every detail about his features that you had missed for the past month while he was away at training. His hair was short, of course, but you still hadn’t gotten used to it after seeing him with long, dark locks for so long. You cupped his cheeks between your hands, squeezing his bread cheeks together slightly, making him laugh—you missed that sound.

“I missed you so much, Yoongs,” you said. You blinked a few times to rid yourself of the tears that started to accumulate.

Yoongi grabbed your hands in his own, taking them away from his face so he could kiss the back of both of them.

“I missed you too, love,” he said, leaning forward to meet your lips in a sweet kiss. You closed your eyes, waiting for him to deepen it when he pulled away. You whined, making Yoongi chuckle at your impatience.

“Wait a second,” Yoongi said, reaching over to your side to grab the stuffed plush taking over his side of the bed. You felt your face heat up as he brought it in front of your face to show you. He quirked an eyebrow at you.

“Should I be jealous that you’re sleeping with Shooky instead of me?” You grabbed the plush out of his hands in response, wrapping it in your arms protectively.

“That’s so not fair, Min! You leave me for a whole month and expect me to just not have anything to cuddle with while you’re gone? I don’t think so!” You responded, scoffing lightly at the thought of sleeping alone while your boyfriend was away.

“Oh, is Shooky better at cuddling than me?” Yoongi asked. You rolled your eyes at his antics, placing Shooky gently on the floor next to the bed for safe keeping.

“Of course not,” you conceded. “I would much prefer to be cuddling with you.”

“Just making sure you didn’t replace me,” Yoongi said, left side of his mouth quirked up in a teasing smirk.

“Shut up and come cuddle with me before I kick you out and bring Shooky back to bed,” you threatened, laying back down and pulling the covers up to your chin.

Yoongi stood up, kissing you on the forehead before making his way to his side of the bed.

“Shooky can stay on the ground tonight, alright?” Yoongi said as he got comfortable under the covers, wrapping his arm around your waist to bring your body closer to his. You smiled, the warm feeling of comfort washing over you; the kind that can only come from having the love of your life home with you.

“I’m sure Shooky won’t mind.”

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[borathae]

"The story of how your boyfriend prepared the sweetest surprise for you, even if he always says that he isn't at all romantic."

Pairing: Vampire!Yoongi x f.Reader 

Genre: established relationship!AU, Fluff 

Warnings: Yoongi. that’s the warning. he will melt you

Wordcount: 2.5k 

a/n: I sometimes wonder why I always write such sweet stories like 😔 I love him with all my heart and I miss him daily 😔 idk what else to say, this is making me feel so single. Just enjoy besties 😔💗

The estate smells like freshly baked goods when you leave your wing for the morning. Given how no lingering smell of burned edges soaked the sweet scent you knew exactly who was using the kitchen. 

Yoongi.

The thought that you are able to see him first thing after waking up, fills you with immense joy. The quick journey to the kitchen becomes oh so easy to bear whilst at the same time feeling way too long. Oh how you want to see him.

"Good morning", you say as you enter the kitchen, eyes landing instantly on your boyfriend.

He has his hair in half bun and wears the sleeves of his cotton shirt rolled up. A black apron adorns his body, covered in flour at the front and with a neatly done bow in the back. 

Yoongi lifts his head, eyes softening the instant he sees you. 

"Good morning", he says, unable to stop the love drunk smile from curling his lips, "did you sleep well, my princess?" 

"I did. Gosh, look at you though", you say, hurrying to his side just so you can touch his waist.

Yoongi steps closer on instinct, studying your features almost obsessively.

"You look so handsome, gosh Yoongi Boongie I want to eat you", you say, giving his waist a little squeeze.

Yoongi, with immense fondness in his eyes, turns back to the dough he was kneading. 

"You're so weird", he says, shaking his head. 

"I'm not, you’re just way too handsome", you say, resting your cheek against his arm. With a content smile on your lips, you watch his skilled fingers work. He is parting the dough into equal bits before rolling them into little balls.

"What are you making?" you ask him, "the entire estate smells of it."

"Just some stuff. I felt like baking."

"Well whatever it is, it smells amazing. I hope I can taste some too." 

He sneaks a glance at you from the corner of his eyes. 

"It's for you anyway, I don’t eat that stuff", he says nonchalantly but with great nervousness in his eyes. Your heart flutters because of it.

Wordlessly, you grab his chin just to turn his head to you so you can place a tender kiss on his lips. 

Yoongi, who wanted to cup your cheeks only to remember he is covered in flour, lets his hands just kind of awkwardly hover next to your face, sighing almost sadly when you pull back. 

"You're the sweetest man, Min Yoongi", you whisper, caressing his chin, "I'm seriously so lucky." 

Yoongi flusters, looking at the ground before almost aggressively turning his head away. He works quicker than he did before, rolling the dough with all his might.

With a fond chuckle, you break away from him in order to prepare your tea and breakfast. 

"Breakfast's on the table", Yoongi murmurs shyly.

You look at the dinner table. Indeed it is. You were so busy gazing at Yoongi that you didn’t even notice the five star meal he prepared for you. 

Scones, most definitely freshly baked and a glass of the raspberry jam you made together. Some clotted cream as well, served in a white porcelain bowl. A neatly cut peach rests on a matching plate as well. 

"Yoongi", you say, melting on the spot. 

"It's not much, I know." 

"Oh be quiet, it’s amazing. Thank you." 

Yoongi accepts the big smooch you place on his cheek, nodding his head afterwards.

"Yeah, just eat", he mumbles, acting oh so busy by picking up more dough. 

You eat breakfast deliciously and oh so happily, coming to the conclusion once again that Yoongi makes the best food ever. 

Afterwards, and after one tight hug, you abandon him in the kitchen to wash up and spend your day in the greenhouse. It is a good day, one filled with lots of hard work, which feels oh so fulfilling because it was work you enjoyed doing. 

The sun has just started her journey past her zenith when you decide to let it be for the day.

You turn, colliding with a chest rather harshly.

"Ah!" "Oh, careful!" 

Strong hands hold you by your shoulders instantly, stopping your body from falling down. You know exactly who stands in your way, you don’t even have to look to know. He is such a sneaky jokester sometimes.

"Yoongi! Stop startling me! It’s not funny!" you complain loudly, nudging his chest. 

He smiles sheepishly, "see? I'm not predictable like you said." 

You roll your eyes, "tch. How long were you standing behind me like a creep?" 

"Literally just a second, I was about to call your name." 

"Sure you were", you nudge him again, "you'll get that back." 

"Sorry, don’t be mad", he says, leaning in to kiss your cheek.

"You know I can’t", you say, chasing his kiss with closed eyes.

He pulls back, looking at you with nervous eyes.

“What’s wrong? Why are you making that face?” you ask him. 

"Uhm ___", he begins, touching the side of his neck nervously, "I actually wanted to ask you if you wanted to go somewhere?" he asks, "with me", he adds quickly just in case it wasn’t obvious still.

"Go somewhere? Where to? When?" 

"Just somewhere, right now. I prepared something."

"You did? What is it?" 

"Just something." 

You smile fondly. He is so secretive sometimes. 

"Well, is it something I need to be pretty for?" you ask him, sneaking a glance down his body. He is wearing blue jeans and a colourful shirt. Which in Yoongi’s case means that he dressed up. And you just know that he spent ages doing his hair because it looks freshly washed and just slightly curled.

"I guess I do, you look really handsome. Give me twenty minutes and I'll be done, okay?" 

"You can go like this. You’re really pretty", he says, but you shake your head. 

"I have the perfect dress to wear", you say, storming off afterwards to get ready.

Yoongi watches you hurry away before squatting down and cleaning up your gardening tools because he knows that you would otherwise look for them tomorrow. Afterwards he leaves the greenhouse and your wing, wanting to give you your privacy.

You take more than twenty minutes, but Yoongi doesn’t mind. He waits for you in his music room, playing random melodies he thinks of in the moment to distract himself from the unbearable flutters in his chest. He sometimes wonders if those flutters will ever get better or if they will always stay with him whenever he waits for you to join him on a date. He often times wishes that they will never leave, because those flutters feel closest to what he remember a heartbeat to feel like.

"Sorry I took so long, I wanted to make it perfect”, your sweet voice joins him in the music room.

He lifts his head from the piano, completely messing up his play for he felt too stunned by you to function. 

"It, it’s fine", he stutters, trying but failing to keep his mouth shut. 

You giggle, feeling oh so good under his star struck gaze. You pull a little pose.

"Do you like the outfit?" 

Yoongi nods his head vigorously, stumbling to his feet.

"You look nice", he says, hurrying to you with open arms, "pretty I, I mean”, he says, placing his hands on your waist with such tenderness you wonder if he fears to break you otherwise, “so beautiful."

"Well thank you", you say, doing a little curtsey before caressing his chest, "now do you finally want to tell me where you are taking me to?" 

"The lake."

"The lake? Well that’s a surprise. I'm excited now."

Yoongi takes your hand to lead you outside. 

"I hope you'll like it", he murmurs dryly but with a soft blush on the tip of his nose.

Yoongi takes you in his convertible, insisting that the walk was far too long, which was a lie. The walk would have been just fine, but it still kind of felt nice to be chauffeured around the estate's grounds with the warm summer's breeze on your face and Yoongi’s hand on your thigh. It also gave the entire situation an even stronger date vibe to it, which was lovely.

Yoongi parks the car just by the side of the road, helping you get out after getting out himself. He keeps it unlocked, but takes the keys with him. 

"The drive was nice", you tell him, hugging the arm he offers more than you hold it. You just love being touchy with him, he always smells so good that it is kind of hard not to.

"I told you it would be nice."

"Yes, you were right. Oh Yoongi, this is so perfect."

"Yeah", he agrees quietly, holding you by the small of your back now that the walk is a little bumpy from the uneven ground. You don’t seem to mind the difficult walk, beaming in happiness next to him.

"Now I’m so excited for what you prepared. Wait", you spot it, stopping abruptly, "is this…Yoongi did you prepare a picnic?"

"Maybe", he murmurs, touching the side of his neck.

He flinches when you squeak and then side hug his waist oh so tightly. 

"I love this so much, thank you”, you babble, swaying him from side to side aggressively.

Yoongi lets it happen with a content smile on his face, “you didn’t even look at it yet”, he murmurs.

“Right!” you tilt your head so you can beam at him, “come, we have to look at it", you say, tugging him with you. 

“Okay, okay I’m coming”, he says, stumbling after you with his fingers intertwined oh so tightly with yours. He really hopes that you love what he did.

Yoongi went all out. He placed a red picnic blanket in the green grass just a few meters by the water. On it he lied exactly eight pillows, soft and with a cotton cover, and a woollen blanket to share for later, the one you made during the snowy days in early springs. He also seemed to have gone into town for a bouquet of flowers, presenting them next to a variety of food.

“My prince this is…” you whisper, drinking all of it in with breathlessness in your chest. He really prepared all of this for you.

Yoongi gets to his knees and begins uncovering all of the food, storing the beeswax coverings in the basket. Baguette and rye bread you know to be of his morning baking session. He decided to prepare the most aesthetically pleasing charcuterie board with it. How he managed to get it to this location unharmed is a mystery to you. A pumpkin and courgette quiche and with it a tip made from herbs out of your garden is on the menu as well, looking mouth-wateringly delicious.

He also made croissants and laid out a bottle of red wine.

He stores the last of the beeswax wrappers in the basket and looks up at you with sparkly and oh so soft eyes.

“Is done”, he mumbles, looking to the side, “sit down”, he says, offering you his hand to hold onto.

You take it gladly, sitting down oh so close to him.

"Yoongi this is beautiful", you say.

He uncovers the last plate. He stares at you with big eyes, waiting for your reaction. Fresh fruit. Berries, strawberries and peaches. He cut every single one of the strawberries into hearts. 

"No way, you made them into little hearts", you gasp, looking at him with glassy eyes.

"Don't cry", he says panickedly.

"I'm just so moved", you say, reaching out to cup his cheek, "this must have taken so long to make." 

Yoongi flusters and points at the charcuterie board. 

"Look. They’re on there too", he says. 

He is right. Now you notice them. Strawberry hearts among grapes, cheeses and cold meat. 

"They are", you say, "oh Yoongs", you press out, falling around his neck so violently that he falls to his back. 

He gasps at first when you begin to litter his entire face with kisses and smooches, but soon begins to giggle because it feels really good. 

"Thank you, thank you, thank you so much", you chant, kissing him until he has to physically pull you away for a moment. 

You left lip gloss stains all over his cheeks and lips. You wipe them away with sorry eyes, but Yoongi doesn’t seem to mind, gazing at you with droopy, love drunk eyes. He gives you one smile, which he realises was way more fateful than he initially thought as you instantly begin kissing his face again, doing so with loud "mwuah"s and happy giggles.

Yoongi, with his eyes closed and billions of butterflies in his tummy, tries to catch his breath only to fail. 

"Princess, stop", he giggles, "the food."

Quite frankly however, Yoongi hopes that you don’t stop. This is the happiest he could ever be. There is nothing better in this world than you. 

You stop your kisses, but keep touching his face, pinching the parts which are just so incredibly soft and caressing the parts which are a little harder. 

"Are you happy?" he asks. 

"I'm so happy, I could burst", you answer him, cupping his cheek. 

Yoongi leans into your touch, closing his eyes in a pretty manner. He shivers when you kiss his other cheek and stay close by rubbing the tip of your nose against his skin slowly. 

“Thank you so much my prince, I don’t know how to ever pay you back”, you whisper.

“You don’t. Please. No paying back”, he answers you without hesitation.

You exhale in a soft sigh.

"I don't know why I bothered to put lip gloss on. It’s all on you now”, you say, having to chuckle quietly.

"It's fine", he says, wrapping his arms around you waist and hugging you closer that way.

"I'm just so…happy", you whisper, exhaling shakily, "all of it is so perfect. You’re the sweetest person ever. Thank you."

Yoongi turns his head, rubbing the tip of his nose against yours.

"It's not much", he says softly.

"Hush, it’s perfect."

"Okay", he whispers, kissing you back when you kiss him. 

He can feel your heart race when you finally pull back.

"I did it for today", he confesses. 

"What do you mean?"

"It's the third today. You surprised me in Berlin today."

"A year ago", you gasp, "you remembered the day?" 

He nods his head, "it's when I, you know uhm", he opens his eyes, realising that you have yours closed. He studies your features and how you made them even prettier with the help of make up today. With tender fingers he cups your cheeks, running his thumbs over your skin. 

"It's when I had you by my side again and we began to grow so much closer afterwards and I just", he exhales shakily, "I guess I wasn’t sure before that. We only had one night and then I left you for six months and I guess, I wasn’t sure if you still liked me."

You open your eyes.

"But I knew then. The third. That's when I knew and I wanted to do something today. Because of it. I mean, yeah."

You smile, feeling like melting. 

"So we basically have two anniversaries? One in winter and one today?" 

He nods his head shyly.

"I like this so much", you say, caressing his cheek, "I love you, Min Yoongi."

"I love you too", he says, blushing instantly.​

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