It had been a while since Yoongi and you had been able to see each other, with the upcoming tour he had to be practising all day long and by the time he was done, he was simply exhausted. It didn't help that he didn't have his own private place. He was not supposed to be seeing anyone, so your relationship was a secret, not even the other members knew about you. Maybe once he felt ready; he didn't need more reasons to stress out and being teased by the guys was something he didn't want to put up with.

To be extra cautious, you were saved on his contacts list as "Sis". It was extremely awkward, but again, if he got caught, his contract would be terminated and that was not an option. In the beginning he tried his best to ignore your existence, music is his life and he couldn't risk ruining what he had worked so hard for. However, his head turned against him and a mental block prevented him from being able to work on his songs at all. The thoughts of you invaded his head, it was so irritating, why were you so hard to ignore. He tried to forget about you with no avail, he couldn't seem to get over it. He was pissed off, but he ended up giving in with the excuse that he could not get out of this rut unless he addressed the matter.

So here he was, he was good at putting on a poker face and looking unbothered, so far everything had gone smoothly. But he was feeling the abstinence of your presence, your touch, the sound of your voice, the softness of your skin and warmth of your lips. He was not good at expressing his feelings, but he felt intensely. And it was incredibly inconvenient, for the record.

He took advantage of the short space between one song and the other and quickly ran to his backpack, which was laying in the room's corner and pulled out his cellphone. He couldn't believe this is what he had become, but whether he liked it or not, you literally fogged his mind and it drove him crazy, you did. He looked up your contact and smashed the screen's keyboard to be able to quickly message you without anybody noticing. Luckily, you were online.

- Hey, are you busy?

- Oh, hi! Just getting out of work, how are you? How's practice going?

- Fine. Do you think you could drop by the studio? We have a break in like half an hour.

- I don't understand. What do you mean...

- Can you? No one will find out. The back door is right around the left side, wait for me at a safe distance.

Yoongi was so absorbed he didn't hear Namjoon calling him until he had repeated himself twice.

Come on, I don't want to be here until 1 am. again. We only have a couple rounds to go - he sounded annoyed from having been ignored and the bags under his eyes gave Yoongi the feeling that he was exhausted. He shoved his phone back in his bag and walked back to the center of the room as the next song started playing. You hadn't replied before he had to leave, he huffed and tried not to have his face reflect the frustration he was feeling inside as he positioned himself in his place of the formation.

It was his turn to move forward for his part and mid-rap he heard his phone vibrate from across the room. His senses were alert and his mind was still elsewhere, his tongue twisted and he lost himself in his words. He let his legs go and loudly fell on a sitting position, his knees propped up, one hand on his face and his other arm hanging from his knee. He sighed audibly as the other members uttered annoyed words about starting over.

Hoseok walked up to Yoongi and patted him on the back Are you okay? Don't worry, we are all tired, these things happen - and then extended his hand to help him get up. He said nothing, but looked at Hobi and gave him a half-hearted smile. He went back to his initial position, still thinking about his phone, but he wouldn't be able to check it until the break now.

Yoongi maintained his focus for what seemed like way too long and the break finally arrived, granted it was 10 minutes late, but he almost sprinted to his bag and grabbed his phone.

- Okay...I'll see you in a bit.

His heart started pumping violently and the adrenaline made his sore muscles be forgotten as he got up and speed walked out of the room Gotta go to the restroom - he spat with one foot already on the hallway and without stopping. Jungkook raised an eyebrow, boy was he acting strange lately.

Half running he sneaked to the left side of the building towards the back door where he was meeting you, he was hoping you were there despite him not getting back to you after that last message. He looked around one last time and peeked out of the door, his eyes analyzed the perimeter carefully and there he saw you. Under the trees that were a short distance from the door. He waved to call your attention without stepping out and when you noticed he gestured for you to come towards him. You looked around and carefully but swiftly made it to the door, without a word he grabbed your wrist and pulled you in, closing the door behind you.

You looked at him, still confused about what was happening, though you couldn't deny you were happy to see him. Hi...I'm so happy to see you - you said as you touched his cheek and intended to kiss him, but he turned his face away, looking around for something without saying a word. He pulled you across the hallway, opened the door opposite to the room you just came out of, lunging you in first to then close the door behind him.

He laid his back on it and exhaled with relief. He finally looked up at you, his frown softening and his eyes growing slightly bigger as his gaze met yours. Hi - he said softly with his deep voice and grabbed you by your waist, bringing you closer to him so that you were right against him, between his legs. His lips sweetly touched yours as you could both feel each other's breath. He was overtaken by desire as he felt the warm softness and pressed them hard against yours, turning up the intensity of that inital soft peck.

He slid his hands to your lower back and jammed you against his hips, you could feel through his pants how turned on he was and you couldn't help but breath hard into his mouth. As you placed your hands on his shoulders, he put his hands behind your thighs and quickly lifted you up. He scanned the small room and saw a sturdy box at the back, he walked towards it, sat on it, placed you on his lap and turned you around so that you were sitting with your back to his chest. You turned your head around, his hair was sweaty from practice, or was it from the adrenaline? He was breathing heavily.

He tugged at the back of your jeans and you helped him get them off, he lowered his sweats and without a warning placed you right back on his lap, penetrating you. You winced and he kissed the back of your jaw apologetically, but lustfully. He hugged you from behind and started thrusting upwards, his chin resting on your shoulder, his lips next to your ear, huffing and puffing in pleasure. You bounced on his lap with every move, feeling dizzy from how good he felt inside you. In this position he was hitting just the right spot and despite your confusion, you started getting lost in the moment, soft moans coming out of your mouth. He was already so out of it, so you just decided to enjoy the moment. He tightened his embrace with every thrust and kissed you with every moan you let out, as he groaned against your skin.

You snapped out of it when you heard steps coming down the hallway, Yoongi didn't seem to notice, so you turned your head around and whispered as quietly as you could - someone is coming, I heard something outside. Without opening his eyes and barely acknowledging what you said, his clouded mind immediately made him reach out from behind you and cover your mouth firmly but without hurting you. He continued to buck his hips against you, with a faster pace and harder. You couldn't contain your muffled moans, but your senses were alert, you didn't want to get caught. Why was Yoongi being so reckless, when he always was so careful.

The steps stopped and there was a shadow coming through the bottom of the door. Your eyes widened as Yoongi squeezed you and placed his forehead on your back, a muffled groan vibrating against your shoulder blade. His legs stiffened as he came inside you. Your toes curled up and you sighed in unison as you heard the steps start to walk away and sound more distant every second, and he felt his muscles relax. Satisfied at last after being so antsy for weeks until he couldn't take it anymore and made you meet him.

He took his hand away from your mouth and placed it around his other arm again, hugging you once more with both arms lovingly. He resumed his thrusting slowly and you relaxed, throwing your head back and laying it on the opposite shoulder of his as he rested his chin on yours again. You squeezed his thighs instinctively as you were about to come and gulped. Your back arched and Yoongi loosened his embrace in sync with it, your butt pressing against his lower abdomen. He smirked and you could feel his cheek and the side of his lips against your jaw.

He stood up releasing you from his embrace and pulled out, cleaning himself up with some paper he found in that cleaning closet and handing you some for you to do the same without raising his gaze to look at you. You looked at him in disbelief - what happened with you, Mr. WeMustBeExtremelyCarefulorElse?. He chuckled and finally looked up at you as he was pulling his underwear and sweats back up, you only standing there with your jeans left to zip up. His whole expression was more relaxed, he smiled sweetly at you and his eyes gleamed in the dark with the little light that came through the crack at the bottom of the door.

I just needed... - he started to say as he wrapped his arms around your neck and his wrists fell on your shoulders. He glanced at the watch that was facing him and realized the break had been over for 10 minutes, that must have been someone who was looking for him. This break was not supposed to be nearly half an hour. His eyes had widened and the smile on his face had been wiped off it. He kissed you in a hurry as he uttered a thank you and told you he would talk to you later at the same high speed his rap lines go. He quickly reached out for the doorknob, twisted it and ran out the door before you could process what had just happened.

You stared at the half open door and across the hallway, at the back door. You sighed and zipped up your pants, grabbed the bag with the used paper and carefully crossed the hallway to walk back out the door and into the cold evening air. You smiled to yourself as you sprinted to the trees to get out of the scene of your secret encounter.

Yoongi reached the practice room, he was heaving at the doorway. Namjoon was staring at him with a disapproving look on his face - where were you? Do you realize we should have been back practising 15 minutes ago? Come on, one last round and we can all go home. Despite being scolded, Jungkook could notice Yoongi's facial expression had changed, he almost looked like he had gotten over his annoyance. That one that had been characteristic of him for the last few weeks. The music started playing and Jungkook got his head back in the game.

The last round went as smooth as it had gone in weeks, Yoongi nailed every move and each and every one of his lines as he smugly thought to himself: I've still got it.

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Hello everyone! Brand new writer here. I hope you enjoyed my little story. Please leave a comment if you have, so I can get an idea about your thoughts :) I hope I can share some more stories I have come up with, with you! x