The Boy next door p7
Description: Neighbors are suppose to be friendly, but Min Yoongi was far from it. Actually he was the neighbor you wanted to strangle- at least until that night.
Min Yoongi x Smut x badboy Yoongi x Part 7 x featuring other BTS members x talks of drugs x Smut… x cursing x fighting x Smutty
Smut- *Finally lol~ Angsty kinda ?*
You shifted in the bed, spreading your arms out only to be feeling empty. Your eyes slowly opening when you felt the other side of the bed empty.
“Yoongi” you sleepily mumbled.
You then grabbed the covers hugging your naked body as you begin to sit all the way up. It was silence in the house which made your worry. Frowning as you walked towards the bedroom door you could hear chatting.
“Yeah, of course I understand” Yoongi said.
You peeked your head out the door, you didn’t see anyone out there so you assumed he was on the phone. That was until you saw a familiar face walk towards Yoongi.
“She’s still here right?” Hoseok asked Yoongi.
“Yeah. Shes sleep, why does that concern you” Yoongi questioned leaning on the wall.
“It doesn’t. I’m just starting to notice you haven’t yourself lately. Having a close relationship with a girl isn’t going to end well” Hoseok implied which made Yoongi tense up.
“Of course I have. You know me Hobi. Girls don’t weaken me!” Yoongi scoffed.
“Your right. But you know having a weak spot is bad for business. So either toughen up or back out” Hoseok replied, putting the powdered powder pack in his pocket.
“Oh and by the way. Next time I come by I expect all of it” he said before closing the door behind him.
You bit inside your lips as you pushed the door open making Yoongis eyes land on you.
“Good morning” you mumbled giving him a smile which he barely returned.
“Are you okay?” you asked.
“Yeah. Just some business. Listen, I’m going to head out in a few, you should go home and take a shower” Yoongi said which came out harsher than he expected it to.
You didn’t know what you were feeling right now. You were confused, and you just thought that maybe Yoongi and you were moving to a whole nother level but perhaps you were wrong. He didn’t seem any different from the Yoongi you knew.
Maybe it was to soon for him and you were just over thinking things. You did need a shower and you did have things to do today so maybe he was right. You nodded walking back into the bedroom to find your scattered clothes and slipping them on.
“Y/N. I didn’t mean it like that” Yoongi said, holding your wrist to stop you from moving.
“No. It’s okay. I get it. Its business. I’ll get out your hair” you waved off trying to hide the hurt in your voice.
You walked towards the door and begin to walk out when Yoongi said something.
“I’ll call you okay” Yoongi said, rubbing his hands through his disheveled hair.
“Don’t. It’s bad for business” you called back continuing your way to your house.
Yoongi heard you slam the door and he slammed his back.
“Fuck!” he yelled punching the wall.
So many things running through his mind right now. He scoffed to himself as he looked at the blood trickling from his knuckles. He didn’t know what to do, he was angry at himself for just letting you leave like that. He didn’t mean for any of that to come out as harsh as it did.
It had been a few days and after shielding yourself from everyone, you finally was ready to talk to someone and the first person who came to mind was your ex, Jimin.
You weren’t sure why you had called Jimin over, you weren’t sure why you even vented to him the way you did. Him watching you let out small sobs and rubbing your back to tell you it was okay. A part of you knew that Jimin would always keep you safe and seeing him today helped you realize that after your breakup, you needed comforting.
You didn’t need to drink away your problems or slept with anyone, because they would come back worse than before. But as you walked Jimin out, he placed a soft kiss to your forehead and gave you a reassuring hug.
You decided to text Yoongi, to talk to him. Maybe he had an explanation for what was going on because you were clueless. Maybe you misunderstood him and talking it out would help you understand.
You felt your heart break into small pieces when you saw that he read your messages but failed to reply.
“Asshole” you muttered tossing the phone on the couch.
Of course you didn’t know Yoongi was watching you from his porch. He had just stepped outside from hearing your voice and seeing you with Jimin made jealousy run through his veins. Thoughts of you at that party, dancing with Namjoon and seeing Jimin lead you outside rushed back into his mind. He didn’t know what to do, what to think, and by instinct he thought that maybe he chased you back into the arms of Park Jimin.
He went back inside, slamming the door back and walking towards the nearest wall to punch it as hard as he could. Seeing his phone light up, it was a message from you; but he read the messages not wanting to reply.
He knew it ! Oh he knew it was coming, you were officially back with your ex and he wasn’t even the slightest happy about it. The first thing he did was text Hoseok and Jin to let them know he would be attending Taehyungs party. He had to find someway to get over this, even though he knew it was all his fault.
Yoongi climbed on the bed, pressing the girls legs open as he began kissing her waist and hips. Yoongi had a lot to drink, but picking up some cute girl at the party to get rid of the thoughts about you? He knew that nothing he did would fix the problem.
No matter how many drinks he had or what he smoked tonight, he thought of you.
She didn’t smell like you nor did she moan like you.
His tongue begin to swirl around her clit making her reach out and pull his hair, moaning his name. He wanted to enjoy this, he wanted to feel the pleasure she felt but he just couldn’t.
There wasn’t anything to get him hard, sure the girl was awfully attractive. She had a beautiful smile, nice body and a her voice was sweet but it felt different and he didn’t like it.
“I’m sorry I can’t do this” Yoongi sighed lifting his head up.
“W-wait Yoongi. Where are you going?” the girl asked, pouting and trying to pull him back but he was to fast.
“I have to go. I’ll call you maybe? Bye Mya” he called, before leaving out the door.
“Its Maria” she called back, tightening her grip on the covers that surrounded her nude body.
Yoongi couldn’t let you be with Jimin, he couldn’t do nothing knowing he harbored feelings for you.
You laid on your bed, clicking through the channels on the tv, of course nothing interesting was on. Or maybe it was and Yoongi was so indulged in your mind that everything seemed boring. You checked your phone hoping any text from Yoongi would appear but nothing.
Sighing to yourself, knowing that it would be impossible to hear from Yoongi and accepting that this was over ~ whatever it was. You made your way to the bedroom before your phone chimed on the table; a message from Jimin.
Your heart broke when you saw the two pictures of Yoongi and some girl he was with at a party. Seeing how he touched her, seeing his lips on her skin~ it hurt so badly. Feeling tears fall from your cheeks as you looked at the picture over and over again.
Loud banging echoed through your house snapping you from your thoughts. Thinking who it might be as you got up from the couch.
You wiped your cheeks before marching towards the door to open it revealing the devil himself… Min Yoongi.
Hurt filled your mind as you looked him straight in the eye. He didn’t seem like himself, he smelled like liquor.
“Leave” you hissed, attempting to shut the door but he stopped you by placing his feet in the doorway.
“Y/N, I need to talk to you” Yoongi begged.
“Don’t” you warned backing up, watching as he walked inside your house, towards you..
Holding your hands up in defense as you felt a tear fall. Maybe you were a fool, a fool to believe Yoongi would ever feel the same way about you that you felt for him.
“Y/N. Please don’t be like that” Yoongi sighed, reaching your arm.
“Like what? When I wanted to talk I get left on seen? But when it’s you I have no say” you scoffed, pushing him off you.
“Y/N, I’m sorry” Yoongi said, going to pull you back.
“No. What are you even doing here anyways” you asked, feelings tears fall again.
“I missed you. You have no idea” Yoongi said.
“Oh really? I bet you didn’t miss me when you were at Taehyungs party fucking some random bitch” you yelled.
“Y/N. It’s not like that please let me explain” Yoongi asked, moving closer to you as you backed up more.
“Save it, it’s bad for business remember? Just go” you warned, your eyes watering and drenched from tears.
“Y/N, stop please” Yoongi begged again, not realizing he was inches from your body that was trapped in the corner of a wall.
“I hate you!” you yelled slapping at his chest.
Anger built up from both Jimin and Yoongi, but he didn’t stop you, he let you slap at his chest. Tears abruptly falling from your cheeks, as quiet sobs left your mouth. Your lips quivering with every word. He watched you break down and then he pulled you close to him tightly.
Mumbling for him to let you go, he refused hugging you and trying to heal your open wounds. But it wouldn’t make it better, as much as you loved him on your body you wanted him to leave your house and your life.
“I’ll make it better I promise” Yoongi whispered into your ear as he placed soft kisses under your earlobe.
You didn’t budge, enjoying his kisses but the pain still hurting your heart. You found yourself being carried to the bedroom, Yoongis arms around your waist and you hesitantly held onto him not to fall.
Laying you on the bed as he hovered over you to kiss your dry lips.
“She doesn’t mean anything to me Y/N.”
Yoongis tongue entered your mouth, not kissing him back but letting him kiss you as you laid there. Your chest huffing up and down as your core throbbed. His lips trailed down to your neck, as his fingers slid up your bare thighs, slowly rubbing your clothes heat.
Moans and cries left your mouth as you could feel Yoongis bulge rubbing against you. Slowly grinding onto him, earning a muffled moan as he continued to suck your now purpled flesh.
“She doesn’t smell like you either.”
His finger slipped into your wet folds, your back arching as you bit your lip. Small muffled moans leaving your lips as you rocked onto his fingers.
“Her moans dont even sound as beautiful as yours.”
You could hear the shifting of his clothes and the zipper of his pants as he stripped. Knowing this was it, knowing that after tonight everything changes. You wanted this so badly, your core ached for more than just his fingers.
But you couldn’t do it, you couldn’t go all the way. Pushing Yoongi off you as you sat up on the edge of the bed, holding your hands to your face.
“Get out please” you cursed under your breath, knowing he could hear you.
“I didn’t fuck her Y/N. I just couldn’t” Yoongi started, placing a strand of hair behind your ear.
Flinching from his touch, you stared at the wall, unable to look at him. You weren’t sure if you even believed him. Yoongi didn’t do relationships, so you meant nothing to him.
“Why should I believe you?” you asked, turning to face his frowning face.
“Because you're changing me Y/N” Yoongi said softly.
“That’s a load of shit” you scoffed, climbing off the bed before Yoongi was pulling you back.
Positioning himself between your legs again as he pinned your hands over your head.
“You think you're the only person who can be pissed off?” Yoongi asked looking deep into your eyes.
Your heart beated faster as you felt your underwear sticking to you again. His gaze grew deeper and his grip was tighter.
“You think that seeing you with Jimin and Namjoon doesn’t make me fucking jealous? Oh you have no idea Jagi” Yoongi hissed into your ear, setting your cheeks on fire.
His teeth grazed over your skin, and taking your lip between his teeth harshly before releasing it. You moaned, not expecting it to come out as loud as it did.
“You have no idea how I feel about you”Yoongis eyes stared into yours as he thrusted into you.
Another loud moan leaving your lips as you adjusting to this new feeling. It had been so long since you were filled up to the brim and damn it felt good.
“Yoongi” you moaned, your nails digging into your skin.
“This feels good sweetheart doesn’t it?” Yoongi asked you as his thrusts got deeper.
“Fuck. Yes. Yoongi” you screamed, bucking your hips to meet his.
“Jimin or Namjoon could never give you this much pleasure” Yoongi taunted from above you as he started to thrust faster into your wet heat.
“And fuck, you feel so fucking good. Its all for me right?” Yoongi asked as he lowered his head to kiss your lips.
“Yes” you moaned into his mouth.
Feelings your walls clench around his member made Yoongi stiffen a moan as he continued pumping vigorously and deep inside of you.
“Thats right, come for me Jagi” Yoongi breathed.
Screaming and moaning as loud as you could as you felt your climax spread over your body. Toes curling and thighs shaking as you released your warm liquid on Yoongis member. Seconds later, Yoongi came with you, kissing you as he released his seed into you.
Breathing heavily as your eyelids slowly closed, Yoongi let go off your hands and getting up to fetch a towel to wipe you up. When he came back, you were already fast to sleep, and he took a minute to stare at you before cleaning you up.
He climbed into the bed with you, pulling you close to him as his chin tucked on your shoulders. He placed a small kiss to your ear , closing his eyes and joining you in your slumber.
Ughhh !! This chapter took me forever to write. But the smut??? The arguments hehehe. I hope you guys loved it ! ^^