Yoongi x Y/N

You don't like thunderstorms. 

The quick, blinding flashes of lightning never failed to make you want to crawl into your bed and cry in terror. 

CRASH!

The immensely loud sound of a tree falling over, prompted a ear-splitting yell of fright to erupt from your lips. You ran to your bed, leaping onto it in an undignified pile and covering yourself up with a thick feather blanket, hoping that it would drown out the thunder.

"Y/N?"

It was your husband's deep voice..

Yoongi was home.

Whimpering, you gave no reply, no words forming in your tongue. 

"Babygirl-" Yoongi ran to the bed, sat beside you and hugged you close, stroking your long hair with his piano player's fingers. He pressed you towards his warm chest, resting his chin on top of your head and snaking an arm around your waist.

He fit so perfectly with your body, and it was as if he was made just for you.

"Are you sure you're okay sweetheart?" he looked at you with so much love pooling in his warm brown eyes, and you just knew that he would never let go even if you asked him to.

"Yeah.." you mumbled quietly, then all of a sudden you scream, clutching at him in a panic when a blinding blaze of lightning struck nearby.

"Yoongi!" you cried, tears running down your face, unable to hold back that choking feeling in your throat. 

~~

Twenty years ago-

"Mommy?" you mumbled to your mother who was going for her night shift at the hospital she worked in. "When will you be back?"

"I'll be back in an hour, sweetpea." she smiled. "I just need to finish off some work, and then I'll be done and we can read a bedtime story together, okay?"

"Okay Mommy!" you grinned as you sat on the porch, waving goodbye as she rolled down the drive in her old Sköda.

You could sense thunder brewing. You loved rain and lightning. It was so unexplainably beautiful, and you loved to watch as it progressed to a full blown storm.

The rain was harsh and loud by the time you settled down with a video game console on the porch. The thunder boomed and the lightning flashed, and you could never be happier, when..

BOOM! 

The game exploded into bits. A branched streak of lightning directly meeting it in your hand. You went limp, as the shock took over your senses. You couldn't feel a thing except for the burning sensation all across your body.

The world around you went black.

--

You had been severely injured after that incident, and your love for thunderstorms had flipped into full blown contempt for the phenomenon. You couldn't help flinch when someone even mentioned the word.

Yoongi knew what had triggered your tears, and he cried with you, his tears weaving through your hair. He could never stand it when you cried. 

"Baby." his voice was muffled by your hair. "You don't have to be afraid of that storm." 

"After every storm, there is a rainbow." he whispered sweetly. "You'll see." his voice was comforting.

"I love you, Min Yoongi." you sighed into his ear, nuzzling his neck.

"I love you more, beloved." he cupped your face with his long veiny hands, and kissed you.

You melted onto his lips, savouring the minty taste of his mouth. You had been married for years, and yet, every time your lips met, it was like you were reliving your first kiss over and over again.

It was magical, the way he fit so perfectly with you.

His arms just long enough to wrap around you, his lips the perfect size to take you in.

You hummed feverishly into the kiss, your tongue dancing on his lower lip. He parted them immediately and your tongue roamed into his mouth, finding its pair. 

When his hands gripped you tighter, you shivered at the sensation of his fingers gripping your hips tightly. His mouth left your lips, and suddenly you felt cold again. Empty, since his tongue didn't warm yours anymore.

But then, his mouth moved to your neck, leaving small butterfly kisses around the base, and overlaying them with long open mouthed kisses, nipping gently enough to just leave rosy pink marks by the next morning.

You didn't even hear the thunder anymore. It was merely aesthetic background music which complimented the flashes of lightning that no longer scared you. 

You were in your husband's arms. You were safe. You had Yoongi. He had you, safe and sound in his embrace.

He looked up at you, eyes glazed with love, and daresay a little lust. His eyes trailed from yours to your lips, to your neck, and finally reached the top of the shirt you were wearing.

Which coincidentally happened to be one of his own  blue silk button up nightshirts.

You felt something stir inside you, almost feeling shy at his intense gaze. A familiar tingly warmth pooled between your thighs and you just couldn't stand the tension in the air anymore.

You just nodded, giving him the unspoken agreement that he was oh-so-subtly trying to obtain.

He didn't waste much time.

His mouth quickly jumped to the first button, manoeuvring it with his teeth to let it loose. He let out a tiny moan when it fell apart. 

He didn't stop. 

He kept tugging at all the buttons of his shirt, easing it off you gently, and taking in the sight of your body, open and vulnerable to him. 

You retaliated by pulling off his dress shirt, and easing down his pants until he was left with nothing but his boxers. His milky white expanse of toned, hard and muscled expanse of chest was mouthwateringly beautiful.

He lept on top of you, hovering over your body and taking in all of you with his eyes. 

He couldn't stop there. Though he just wanted to lay between your breasts, sucking at your nipples till you came, he knew he had to go further.

He slowly pulled off your silk shorts, until you were left bare, the cold air perking up your nipples, making them stand erect.

"Christ-" Yoongi gasped and gave in. He sucked your nipples, biting them gently. He pinched them with his fingers, moaning at the way you reacted to his touch.

You were writhing in pleasure. All fear was forgotten. Your astraphobia was not anywhere close to your mind processes now.

All you could think about, was that your husband was making love to you, easing you out of your fears.

He bit and licked your mounds, leaving a few tiny bruises, but you didn't care. Your body was his anyways, and you loved it that he marked you. Yoongi slowly moved his lips down your body, kissing your skin all the way down to the soft spot between your thighs. He latched on there, and began to suck hard. 

You felt that you could come from just that. The tell-tale coil had started to unwind, when he stopped.  He looked up, staring right at your flushed red face, hair matted all over the place, drenched in bead of sweat..

He just kept looking at you, hard and intense, until you got a little confused.

Why was he staring at you like that, in the middle of sex?

You were about to ask him if anything was wrong, when he silenced your unformed words.

"You're just so fucking beautiful, Y/N."

And just like that, you fell in love with the man before you, again.

You didn't know how else to react, so you just said, "You're so fucking beautiful too Yoongi."

He chuckled.

"I would prefer a more manly adjective to be used, babe." he almost giggled. "Beautiful should only be reserved for you."

"Handsome then? Hotter than the sun? Gorgeous? Total BABE? Daddy material?" you teased him, poking his chest. 

"Handsome would be fine, baby." he smiled darkly.

"Okay then my handsome husband, how about y- JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!" you were going to tease him, but he beat you to it by plunging his head between your thighs, his mouth finding your clit.

You stifled a scream when his lips clamped down at your sensitive bud, and bit down, sucking hard. 

"Baby, you're so wet for me already." Yoongi groaned at the warm wetness that dripped from you, entering his mouth.

"Always wet for you-" you smiled through the backbreakingly intense pleasure you were feeling.

"Holy fuck-" was all he could say, before his long index finger eased into you, making you whimper out his name softly.

"So fucking tight." he groaned onto your clit, inserting another finger into you and gasping at the tightness of your walls.

His free hand found its way to your breasts and alternated between them, giving special attention to your hardened peaks.

"God Yoongi, faster!" you were on the verge of passing out at the multiple pleasuring sensations you were experiencing.

His tongue was magic. They way it flicked your clit hard, and teased your folds made you tingle all over, goosebumps rippling on your skin. His fingers were deep inside you already, hitting your  sweet spot with his calloused musician fingertips.

"Unnghhhh Yoongi I'm gonna cum!!" you half yelled when the coil was about to snap.

He stopped.

Just when you were about to come, the waves subsided.

You moaned loudly in the pain of hindered release.

"I can't stand this teasing any longer." you groaned, beckoning for him. "I need you."

"Then you shall have me." he bit your ear gently.

"I'm all yours anyway."

He plunged deep into you in one go. 

You were so wet, that he could enter you with ease.. But your body shivered when he stretched your tight walls.

He was long, and thick. You never got used to his size even after so many years.

Who were you to complain? You enjoyed this feeling too much.

He groaned when his hips met yours with a slick, wet smack. His pierced member hit that spot you had with so much ease, the silver rod dragging at your sensitive walls.

"Holy crap Yoongi!" you screamed when he began to move. "Harder-"

He responded immediately, by pushing in and out rapidly, his piercing grazing your walls, and his balls slapping your folds.

"Ungh please don't stop, baby!" you moaned when you reached your tipping point. "I need to come with you."

"Yes baby I'm so close, hold on!" he cursed out loud when he felt your walls contract around him,

And that was enough to push him off the edge as well. 

(Let's plan their funerals in another one shot lol)

You came together, in a series of fast thrusts elongating both of your orgasms. Yoongi kept moving, until he flopped down beside you, exhausted with that one mind blowing orgasm.

You just lay there with him, holding his hand and tracing circles on his chest.

KA-BOOM

An unexpected lightning crash scared you so bad, you gripped Yoongi and cried silently, wishing that it would go away.

Concerned, he lifted his body up, and positioned over you, gazing at your face.

"Still not okay, Princess?" he muffled a tear that he almost shed.

"Only you can make me feel okay, Yoongi." you batted your eyelashes at him, momentarily forgetting about your astraphobia. 

All you could remember was how good he felt inside you.

"I can make you feel more than okay, Princess." he smirked. "Don't you forget that"

He thrust into you, joining your bodies as one as you became one again.

And he did it all night.. 

He kept moving inside you, or kissing you, or kissing the more intimate parts of you.. He didn't let you feel your fear. He taught you how to move out of it. 

And how could you move out of your fear?

There was only one answer.

Only him.

~

You couldn't keep a track of how many orgasms you shared that night. Because he relentlessly, persistently and gently made love to you till the rain ceased.

And it only stopped at dawn.. The sun was just rising as he came inside you one last time. He groaned in overstimulation, as he fell in a heap beside you.

You lay there for a bit, just enjoying that silence between you both. That silence wasn't uncomfortable at all. It was filled with love.

"Saranghaeyo-" you whispered into his ear, and then leaned back to see the love written all over his face.

"I love you too, beloved-" he whispered back, kissing the tip of your nose gently.

--

After a few more minutes of post sex bliss filled with gentle kisses, you decided to clean up and step out of the house to see the fate of your garden after the storm. Yoongi decided to join you with two cups of steaming coffee.

"Babe." you groaned as you surveyed the damage done. "So many of my plants have drowned." 

*silence*

"Babe?" you called again. 

Still no response.

"Yoongi? Are you even listening?" you turned, playfully annoyed. 

Yoongi was just staring into the sky, smiling his signature gummy smile.

You followed his gaze, and there was a sharp intake of breath when you saw what he saw.

A rainbow.

"I told you there would be a rainbow after the storm!" his gummy grin widened when he saw that you were looking too.

"I'm just happy that you found your rainbow today." he hugged you from behind all of a sudden, holding your body in his.

"But I found my rainbow seven years ago-." you smiled shyly, turning around and looking straight into his eyes.

Yoongi looked a little confused.

"What do you mean Y/N?"

"I found you, Yoongi." you whispered.

"You are my rainbow."

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*cries*

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