Disposable pt. 7
Being friends with benefits with Min Yoongi can be complicated (at best) by itself. But when you accidentally tell your family (and his boss) that the two of you are dating, things get messy.
Angst, fluff, slight smut at times.
Yoongi x Reader
Warning: this chapter has a knife in it and a minor injury. If you are concerned about it, please message me and I’d be happy to give you a summary of what happens in the chapter. <3
Yoongi didn’t think of himself as a disagreeable person, he just never seemed to agree with you, specifically. He put this down to you being so stubborn, and ignored the part of him that said maybe it was also because he might be subconsciously sabotaging any chance of the two of you being friendly. As long as you didn’t even get along, there was no chance of feelings, right?
He was being a coward and he knew it. He could rationalize it into him doing you a favor. He hardly knew you (he realized this only after finding out that your brother was his boss), but he knew you well enough to see that you didn’t need someone like him. Not that there was anything wrong with him (he was fantastic, thank you very much), but he wasn’t exactly a “boyfriend” kind of guy. If you were to develop feelings for him, you’d just get hurt.
So really, by acting shitty towards you all the time, he was actually being quite considerate of your feelings.
God, this was ridiculous.
He wasn’t sure if he was more annoyed at you at this point or himself, but he had to make a conscious effort not to slam the door when he left your shared room. You had just called him a snot-head, and he didn’t appreciate it. Hadn’t he just helped you clean up the glass? Hadn’t he finally agreed to sleep in the same bed as you? But no. He made one comment about the weird picture hanging on the wall and suddenly he was a snot-head (whatever the hell that actually meant). How was he supposed to know that you drew it when you were eight?