You came through the apartment's door, once again arguing with Yoongi. You were tired of this, he was tired of this, every outing ended up in the same argument.

"I don't understand why you don't want to have sex, finishing me off is not enough, I'd like something more" he insisted as you walked in after him, sighing in frustration.

"It's been months and you've been more than okay with that, but why not more?" he continued as he headed to the living room and slouched on the sofa.

You sat quietly next to him, every time things got too heated, you stopped him and helped him whichever way possible.

At first that was fine, but now that it wasn't. You were not sure what to do anymore, you knew this day was going to come eventually. You bit your lip and looked at your hands as you played with them nervously.

"You flinch every time I try to touch you, please tell me, is something bothering you?" you swallowed at his words.

"It's not that you bother me, Yoongi" you replied. He looked at you with an even more confused expression, you locked eyes with him, guilt visible on your face.

"It's almost as if you were scared of me"- your face contorted uncomfortably at his words -"...are you?" His voice had softened now, he furrowed his eyebrows as he started to worry.

"Yes, okay, I'm scared. But not of you" his eyes narrowed as he tried to decipher what you were telling him.

"Why would you be scared? Have you never done it?" he blurted out exasperated, not even considering his words as he didn't know what to think anymore.

You crossed your arms and looked away with a concerned look. When you broke eye contact he went over his words

"You've never done it...really?" he repeated slowly hearing himself.

You shook your head slowly. He was now in shock. That would have never crossed his mind, you were pretty good at what you did do.

"You could have trusted me with that" he said. Yoongi felt hurt by your actions and it showed.

"I didn't want you to leave me" you muttered and he looked at you in disbelief.

"Why would I do that?" he was once again confused.

"I don't know, I suppose there's plenty of women out there that could do much better than me" you said self-consciously.

"I don't want them, I want you, is that really what you think of me?" he said bluntly and without thinking twice.

He got up and left for the little studio he had put together in his apartment, closed the door and got immersed in his work for the rest of the evening.

You felt ashamed now that you had assumed that he was that superficial, that was not like him at all.

He had a hard time expressing himself, in fact he never talked as much as when he was frustrated like this. He'd been very patient with you up until this month.

It would be eight months since you had started dating. If he was fed up of you, he would have left a long time ago.

Yoongi expressed his love in unspoken ways. He was very caring and thoughtful and made sure you knew. Yet you had let your insecurities get the best of you and you had freaked out.

It was past midnight and Yoongi was still locked in his studio. You hadn't wanted to leave, so you had got some groceries to make his favorite food as a peace offering.

You waited but he didn't come out and you didn't dare interrupt him until it got late. You reheated the food and knocked on his door, he told you to come in.

He didn't look away from the computer screen when you walked in. You placed the plate in front of him and he looked at it.

"I made your favorite. I'm sorry, jagi" you said. He smiled to himself and grabbing the chopsticks, he motioned for you to come over and sit on his lap.

You straddled it and sat with your back against his chest. He rested his chin on your shoulder as he alternated between eating and working until he was satisfied with the outcome.

He turned the computer off, wrapped his arms around your hips and groaned. Letting his whole head's weight fall on your shoulder. His eyes closing from exhaustion.

"We should get you to bed" you said as you heard his breathing slow down as he relaxed.

Yoongi shook his head sleepily. He placed his hands further down, his thumbs underneath your waistband and his hands resting on top of the zipper.

"Will you let me?" he said, his voice cracking from not having talked for a while.

"Now?" you asked surprised.

"I'm sure we'll sleep better after this" he smirked against your skin and kissed the side of your neck lazily.

"Okay, I guess we could, I don't know" you said without being fully sure of what to say.

"I know, don't worry" he answered as if you were referring to your lack of experience rather than being unsure about the moment.

You felt comforted without asking for it or knowing you needed it. Giving him the okay, he unzipped your pants and you tensed up.

"I don't want to hurt you, you have to let me do this first, you need to relax though" you threw your arms back and around his neck and nodded, taking a deep breath.

He gently slipped his hand in your underwear and reached inside. You whimpered at the unfamiliar feeling of someone else's hands.

"Tell me if it doesn't feel right" he whispered reassuringly before he did anything else.

He worked one finger at a time until he figured your muscles had relaxed enough. He couldn't help but get hard under you as you got wetter.

You had been very quiet while he touched you, only your breathing changing. But you were a lot more relaxed than in the beginning, so he didn't say anything about it.

He licked his fingers non-chalantly, which you found to be such a turn on, and he patted your thigh gently so that you'd get off him.

As you stood up, he placed his hands on your hips and led you to his room. You laid with your back on the messy bed and looked up at him.

Your red cheeks gave away how flustered you were. Yoongi swiftly removed your jeans and underwear and you sat up embarrassed.

He chuckled and dropped his pants and underwear to his feet, stepping out of them as he took off his t-shirt and threw it to a side.

You followed and took off yours, leaving you only with your bra on now. When you hesitated he got onto the bed and closer to you.

"Let me help you with that" he offered reaching out behind your back, unhooking your bra in one try and throwing it behind him, not caring where it landed.

You had never seen him naked from head to toe, you shifted nervously as he hovered over your face.

"Guide me" he instructed as he adjusted himself and placed both your legs over his shoulders.

You started breathing faster and he looked at you in the eye to double check with you.

Once again you nodded and placed your hands on his waist for support. His skin was warm and soft.

Yoongi pushed inside you just a bit and watched you. As you didn't flinch he slowly made his way inside you until he saw your jaw tighten before you let out an agitated gasp.

He was taking deep breaths as he paused to let you adjust to him before he continued. Always watching over you to make sure you were fine.

"Yoongi" you called in the sexiest voice he'd never heard and his lips parted ever so slightly, his eyes narrowing lustfully.

You tightened your grip on his waist and gave him the okay with your pleading eyes. Full of satisfaction, he started moving his hips at a slow pace.

Throwing his head back for a minute to take in the feeling, he then locked eyes with you again.

Yours were half closed as you moaned softly in sync with his moves. He leaned forward to kiss you passionately and you moved your hands up to his neck.

Your moans got needier as you felt yourself getting tighter around him, he kept his lips over yours just to feel you lose your breath after each thrust.

He never thought he'd enjoy this so much. He was so turned on by you and was struggling to keep himself in check, but he wanted it to feel good for you if he was your first.

As your body flinched beneath him, for once not shying away, he felt you come and groaned in pleasure as you vocally experienced your orgasm in front of his attentive gaze.

He pulled out when he was about to come, a shudder going all the way down his spine as he finally let go, leaning back with his arms for support.

Once he caught his breath he grabbed a couple towels from underneath the drawer of his nightstand.

After he handed you one, he couldn't help but side glance at you. You carefully wiped yourself, wincing and whimpering under your breath.

He had been very careful, but you were bound to be sore and he found that to be arousing. The fact that you let him take your virginity, how sensitive you were still.

He laid by your side and hugged you from behind. Pressing his body against yours, craving the contact he'd been needing so much.

He closed his eyes contently as he kissed your neck and shoulder a few times. You pulled the sheets up and over both of you and snuggled right back in Yoongi's arms.

"How was it?" he asked, his voice hoarse as he gradually drifted off to sleep.

You turned your face to look at him and you sleepily smiled widely at him.

Yoongi chuckled and laid his head back on the pillow with a victorious smirk. Both of you were soon deeply asleep.

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