"Not even thirty minutes!" He yells. He paces around the room as we sat back and listen to him. "Not even thirty minutes Min Yoongi. And you're already the fucken talk of five different online news articles." He says through clinched teeth. "Why don't we read the top head line that was uploaded three minutes ago shall we?" He throws a fake smile then it quickly goes away.

"Min Yoongi, or also known as Suga, the single kpop rapper late bangtan member from two years ago, is spotted at the mall with a mystery girl. Could it be his lover? Sadly no fans were able to get pictures of the mystery girls face. But a couple of fans did see her. 'I saw him kiss her on the lips.' One fan says who was in the shop at the moment Yoongi was spotted. 'She didn't look Korean, but she was speaking Korean fluently.' Another says. 'Yoongi was covering her face with his coat, he must really want this to be a secret from his fans that love him so much.' A journalist explains. We don't have much on this story, but we'll be working our best to find more about this mystery girl."

"Or how about this one!?" He starts.

"Suga is seen at the mall with what seems to be his girlfriend. He avoids greeting his fans and leaves the scene without a word. Does Min Yoongi not care about his fans?"

"Oh! But this one is my favorite out of the now 34 articles that are now posted that I've read!" He fakes another smile and nods.

"Min Yoongi in love? Is he trying to be get out of Big Hit because he can't stand that there is no more BTS? Single hit Suga, young rapper of the century is seen at the local mall with a girl under his arm. A couple of fans say they saw him kissing her, showering her affection the way any boyfriend would. 'I didn't get a good look at her face but she was pretty from the side. The least Yoongi could have done was smile and wave for pictures. Instead he pushed through the group of fans he so call 'loves'' one of his upset fan says. 'He didn't even say hi or greet us. I thought he loved us.' Another fan says. Our reporters are trying their best to figure out who this girl is. And if maybe find out why exactly Min Yoongi hasn't mentioned her. Could she be the cause for the two year delay on his, supposed to be, top mix tape Agust D? We'll keep you posted on the current news."

He stops and looks up from his tablet. "Are kidding me Min Yoongi!?" He yells. I jump to his thundered voice. "I specifically told you NOT to be seen with her. And yet you deliberately disobey me! And for what!? So you can have time with her!? If she weren't with you we wouldn't be getting bad publicity right now. Do you know how many calls are coming in right now!? There are lines and lines of upset fans and calls for interviews already!" He let's out a stressful breath. "You wouldn't be in this situation if you would have just listened to me." He shakes his head as he looks at Yoongi. "Sir.. I..", "Shut up! You're the reason for all of this!" He points his finger at me.

My eyes widen. "Don't talk to her like that!" Yoongi stands up, his manager is only a little taller than him. "Don't you dare raise your voice at me! I made you who you are right now! I deserve respect!" He yells. "You expect me to give you respect when you don't give me respect!? FUCK YOU!" Yoongi pushes him away and grabs my hand and we head out of the studio.

We get in the car and he starts up the engine. I stare at him, but he doesn't say anything. We leave out of the parking lot. "Yoongi.." I whisper. His hands grip the steering wheel tightly, so tight that his knuckles are turning white. I stare at him a little longer and sit back in my seat, looking out the window. When we finally arrive at my house I get out and he follows me.

I unlock my door but I don't open it, I stuff my keys into the pocket of my romper. I've become frustrated with all of this going on. He doesn't talked to me on the car ride, and now he expects me to let him into my house? Maybe he does think its my fault. I sense him still standing there behind me.

I turn with a mad look on my face, I was ready to yell at him for not talking to me. Making me feel like I was indeed the cause of all this, the reason there is so much crap about him in articles.. And possibly getting him fired from Big Hit, but it quickly goes away. He had his head pressed against the wall. He looks pissed as hell, but it wasn't only that.. I just couldn't figure it out.

I take a step toward him and he looks at me. "Thank you for standing up for me." I say. His face softens. Its quiet. The redness of anger in his cheeks finally goes down. "Its not your fault." He says. I frown. "How is it not my fault? I could have just sent you on your own and none of this would have happened." Now he looks mad.

"Don't say that. You weren't the cause of any of this. I should have been more cautious about being out in public." He says. I let in a small breath calming myself down. His hand raises and touches my cheek.

"I don't want this to come between us. None of this should be relevant in our relationship." He walks closer. "I love you Elizabeth and nothing can break us apart." He leans in and our lips touch. I wrap my arms around his neck and he drops his hand and wraps his arms around my waist.

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I turn and see Yoongi close to Jennie on the bench, like he was leaning in to kiss her. "Elizabeth.." I hear next to me. I turn and see Jongsu. He looked so nice in his dress shirt and slacks. His hair combed and a bright smile on his face. "Oh Jongsu.." , "You trailed off." He says looking worried.

I clear my throat for no apparent reason. "Oh! Cause I heard..-" ,"The dance in the gym is now open. Please come with your dates and the night will begin!" The annoying class president says. I look at Jongsu. "I'll be right in, I just need a second of fresh air." I fake a smile. He looks concerned but nods and slowly walks away.

I try to keep myself from crying. I can't look at them. I dare not to.. I had thought that maybe Min Yoongi liked me. But I was wrong all along, he had only liked me as a friend. And I was right about him liking Jennie. She's so much prettier than me, she's nice, social, and is actually Korean. She was perfect for him. I'm not saying that I'm not nice, or not social she was just better at it than I was. She was good at everything she did.

I force a smile and walk up to them. "Yoongi." Leaves my lips and I mentally scold myself for it. She shoots up. "Elizabeth." He says. "I was just going to tell you that the gym is open." I say. I look at her, her cheeks were pink and I'm pretty sure that they kissed already. They both looked awkward. "You two are cute together." I say before running off into the gym.

The music made my heart thump to the beat. "Elizabeth." I turn and its of course Jongsu. I smile. "Are you okay now? I've been waiting for you." He smiles. I nod. "Dance with me?" He asks. He was my date and it would be the right thing to do. "Okay." I smile back. We make our way over to the group of kids dancing to the crazy music.

It was crazy and I was having a lot of fun until I see Jennie and a group of girls make their way onto the dance floor. "I'll be right back." I tell Jongsu. He nods. I walk out of the crowd and right away I see I'm by himself at a table, wow what a date she is.

"Yoongi." He turns and he looks at me. "Hi Liz what's up?" He asks, my hands becoming clamy just standing here with him. "Can I ask you something?" I start. He nods and I sit in front of him. "Are you and Jennie together?" I can tell he's taken back by the question. Probably because he wanted them to be a secret and now that I know he's surprised. "No. Why would you think that?" I ask. Her eyebrows pull together.

I'm struggling with my words and I wonder what's so hard for me to say, he's my best friend I shouldn't be shy around him. "Why didn't you ask me to the dance?" I blush knowing that he probably can't see me in the dim light. My heart pounds in my chest. Who knows what he's going to say? Probably that "she's my girl friend that's why I asked her." I wait for his response. "I was going to.. But you accepted Jongsu." I look at him surprised.

"What?" I ask. His lips pucker a bit and he stares into my eyes. "I was going to ask you to the dance but you accepted Jongsu." He says. My heart stops. "You should I told me what when I was being all bitchy about it at school." I punch his arm playfully. He chuckles. "You should have known I wouldn't want to ask anyone else to a dance other than my best friend." I shouldn't feel this way about him, I really shouldn't. But I can't help it.. I wonder if there's q chance we'd be together in the future.. That'd be nice wouldn't it? I just smile at him. "Yeah.. I should've known.." I say.

**

I smile at the memory that slowly fades away in my head. I hadn't realized I was smiling against his lips. He smiles back and picks me up. A screech leaves my lips as his sudden action. I run my fingers through his hair. He closes his eyes and I continue to run my fingers through his gray hair.

I'm surprised when he buries his face in my neck. I'm completely stunned. My legs dangle for a while until I wrap them around his waist. Now he's surprised. He looks at me, his eyes curious about what I'm doing. Our eyes locked, his dark orbs glistening. I let my hands drop from his hair to his neck. His grips tightens on my body bringing me closer to him. I take a chance and kiss him, why was I acting like an animal now?

I feel his fingers digging into the fabric of my romper. This kiss was familiar, when ever we had gotten out of hand. But this time I didn't care. He walks towards my door and opens it. I hear a meow when we enter my apartment. I hear a click and I know he locked the door.

I wondered if he'd take us to my room or the couch. That says a lot when a guy does that. The couch means he has to have you now, and he doesn't care where its at. If the bed, he's saying he wants to take his time with you. He slowly walks to my room and I feel happy that he made that choice.

I can't stop kissing him, I can't control myself anymore. I drop my lips to his neck, his skin tasted like sweet sugar. Soon I feel my cold sheets under my skin. I feel his hips slowly pressing against mine. My hips had a mind of their own, following his hips in rythm. I lay back fully and grip the front of his shirt as he hovers over me. His lips find their way to my neck, he was searching for a soft spot. I never knew where my soft spot was so I'd like to find out for myself too.

His lips slowly go to the back of my neck and I feel a tingly sensation that makes my heart pound. Was that it? Was that my soft spot? He kisses that spot again even slower, and I feel my panties slowly moisten. A small whimper leaves my lips. I feel his hips grind against mine. I'm about to pull his shirt off when he jumps off of me. I'm taken by surprise. I sit up. He's out of breath.

I feel my face is hot and I'm also out of breath. "I'm sorry.." He says. I'm confused. "For what?" I ask some how. He fixes his shirt. "I want our first time to be special." My heart flutters. "How's tomorrow for you? Since it'll be Friday." He asks. I nod. His phone beeps. He takes it out of his pocket and frowns and what ever glowed on the screen. "Your manager?" I ask. He nods. Its quiet. "I promise you that I really wanted to.. But I just felt that it has to be special. Just like how you are to me." He smiles shyly.

He was right. We couldn't just rush into it. And plus I thought it was sweet that he wanted our first time to be special. "I have to go.. I'm probably going to get my ass kicked by the manager for how I talked to him." He rubs the back of his neck. I frown. "I wish you luck." I say. He smiles and walks over to me. "Your luck is all I need baby girl." He says making my stomach turn.

I pull him into a hug which he gladly returns. "I love you so much." He whispers. I smile against his shirt as I bury my face into the soft fabric. I'm enduldged by his smell that I can't get enough of. "I love you more Yoongi." I whisper, I can hear his heart beat as it quickened just for me.

He slowly pulls away. "I'll see you tomorrow then." He says picking up my chin with his thumb. "Okay." I smile. He pecks my lips. "Bye.." He says. "Bye." I grin. "Oh. And make sure to wear something really hot okay." He says as he walks out of my room.

I chuckle. "Okay. Only if you do too." He nods. "Oh you bet I will." He winks. I blow him a kiss and he catches it then presses two fingers against his lips and throw them forward to me. I smile and he's gone.

I let out a breath and lay back in bed. Meow.. I turn and see Mittens gracefully jumping on my bed. "Awe come here buddy." He purrs and lays down next to me. "I love him so much Mittens." I blush.

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Yo! What up with the update!

This one was very interesting. I'm pretty certain that you guys don't like the manager. Idk whether to give him a name or not. I don't want to make one up but if you guys are too confused with me just using 'the manager' than I'll change it.

I have it like that for a reason but it's all good, stories have to change sometimes right??

Hope you all enjoyed and hope you're ready with a smut on the next chapter. ;)

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