A/N: Hi... *Blushes* I'm so sorry for the delayed update. Please enjoy and accept this long chapter as my apology. Thanks for sticking by me my chicken nuggets.

Trigger Warning for hints of sexual assault later in this chapter! Please skip the bold text if you may find this hard to read.

I got woken up out of my little nap when I felt someone sit down and put their arm around me. I look to my right and see Yoongi a few inches from my face.

"Hello," he whispered softly.

"Hi," I whispered back.

He smiled his gummy smile which made my smile surface. I lifted my hand and covered it as I giggled lightly.

"Ah that's so embarrassing," I said as a blush slightly tinted my cheeks. "I didn't mean to fall asleep, I'm sorry."

I giggled again, my hand was still covering my mouth.

"It's okay," he said. "Luckily I was the first one to get back."

Yoongi chuckled for a few seconds before he suddenly looked seriously at me. He grabbed my hand and pulled it down. He rubbed the back of my hand as he stared into my eyes.

"Don't hide your smile," he whispered. "It's too beautiful to hide from the world."

My heart skipped a beat before speeding up. I smiled, but this time I didn't hide it. He smiled back at me. If he smiled at me just because I smiled then I would try my hardest to not hide it anymore.

"I left the clothes I borrowed on your bed," I said.

"Thank you," he paused. "I missed you today. You were on my mind a lot," he continued before lifting up my hand and kissing it gently. 

While Yoongi was kissing my hand, Jungkook walked in the front door. Yoongi saw Jungkook coming towards the living room. A small little blush appeared on his face as he placed our hands in his lap. 

"Ew, stop being so romantic. It's weird to see you like that Hyung," Jungkook said as he sat down on the other couch and grabbed the remote.

"Want to go to my room?" Yoongi asked, still holding my hand.

"Sure," I replied.

We got off the couch and started to walk towards the hallway. The front door opened and Namjoon and Jin walked in holding hands. Both of them were smiling at each other; lost in their own world. Namjoon looked over at me as he closed the door. His face dropped and he immediately let go of Jin's hand. I smiled shyly at Namjoon as Jin started laughing.

"He already knew," Jin said, grabbing Namjoon's hand again. "He found out last night."

"Oh," Namjoon replied with a sheepish smile. 

"Don't worry, I won't tell," I said to him with a small smile on my face. 

I turned my head towards Yoongi and lifted up his hand. I gently kissed his hand while holding eye contact with him. I saw a small blush appearing on his cheeks. I smiled and turned back to Namjoon.

"I'm not one to kiss and tell anyway," I winked and smiled at Namjoon before walking off towards Yoongi's door, pulling him along as he was slightly in shock at my boldness.

As soon as  I closed the door Yoongi pushed me up against it. I smiled as he grabbed my hands and put them above my head, pinning me in place. 

"I think a certain someone is a little embarrassed," I whispered.

"I am not," he whispered back.

"I beg to differ," I chuckled, my eyelids closed halfway.

I flicked my eyes down to his lips before looking into his eyes again. I bit my lip and watched as he looked down to my lips. Half a second later his lips were on mine. My heart sunk to my stomach. I smiled into the kiss before pulling away from him. 

"I didn't know Min Yoongi was so easily jeal-" I was cut off as he attached his lips to mine again. 

Yoongi took all the dominance in the kiss and for now I let him have it. He pulled away only slightly to catch his breath.

"Maybe I should make you jealous more often," I smirked. "I like this side of you."

"Shut up," he growled at me, applying a little pressure on my hands that were still above my head.

"Or what?" I said, knowing fully what he was going to do in retaliation. 

He growled lowly again before kissing me. But this time the kiss wasn't soft, gentle or passionate. It was rough and full of lust. I smirked into the kiss, which only seemed to annoy him. He bit my lip gently, I gasped in surprise and he took this opportunity to slip his tongue into my mouth. I fought for a little dominance but gave in to him. 

Yoongi let go of my hands finally, but only to grab my thighs and lift me up. My heart was racing faster than I've ever felt it before. I slid my hands up his chest, around his neck and to the back of his head. I gripped his hair tightly in my left hand and pushed his head further towards mine. I wanted to be as close as possible to him. 

*FLASH*

Hands crept up my legs

*END OF FLASH*

I squeezed my eyes shut. I pulled away for a second. Why now? I smashed my lips against Yoongi in desperation of trying to get rid of the awful image. The kiss turned from rough and lustful into a desperate type. I just needed Yoongi to make it all better.

*FLASH*

A warm breath graced behind my ear

*END OF FLASH*

I felt a small tear start to slid down my cheek. I pulled Yoongi closer with my other arm. I had my chest against his and my legs wrapped tightly around him.

*FLASH*

"You know you want it," A voice said as I cried.

*END OF FLASH*

I gasped and pulled away, turning my head and hanging it lowly to hide the now running stream of tears. He stopped and tried to look at me.

"What's wrong?" he asked. "Did I do something?"

I couldn't talk. I was concentrating so hard on trying no to make a sound to give away that I was crying. Yoongi let me down gently, he tried to grab my chin and make me look at him. I turned my back on him.

"I-I have t-to go," I whispered.

 "But Bailey," he put a hand on my shoulder. "Can you talk to me? What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry," I whispered. 

I grabbed the door and opened it slightly. 

"Wait," he said.

I was halfway out the door when I turned back to face Yoongi. He had his hand up in the air about to grab my arm. But he froze in place when he saw my crying face.

"I thought I was ready, I really did," I whispered. "But I guess I wasn't. I'm sorry. It's not you... It's me."

I closed the door. I hung my head as I quickly made my way out the hallway. I heard Yoongi open his door. I paused and looked back at him. Another couple of tears ran down my cheeks. I turned my back on him again. This time I didn't turn back around. I continued to walk out. Just as I was reaching the door, it opened.

"Sorry," I whispered as I almost ran into Hoseok and Jimin. 

"Are you okay?" Hoseok asked.

I looked at them, tears streaming down my face. My lip started quivering so I went around both of them and walked quickly to the elevator. I pushed the button of the elevator until it arrived. More and more tears ran down my face. I couldn't stop it. 

"What did you do Yoongi Hyung?" Jimin asked, quite loudly. 

Neither Hoseok or Jimin had closed the front door. And just as the elevator arrived I heard the response. It sounded so sad. It broke my heart. 

"I don't know," I heard Yoongi reply.

I stepped into the elevator and before the door closed I looked up. I looked into the teary eyes of Yoongi. I could see the rest of the members standing around, looking at me. The doors closed and I held it in. 

I don't remember walking out of the hotel and getting into a taxi. But as soon as I got home, closed my front door and made sure it was locked, I let it all go. I let the tears go. I let all the emotion I had bottled up in me go. I slid down my front door and sobbed. I sobbed and cried and even screamed. It hit me what I had done. I had just left someone who made so happy. I have probably ruined it. I don't know how long I was sitting on the ground for, but I managed to numbly get up and walk up the stairs to my bedroom. 

I took off my clothes and crawled into bed. I put my phone on charge. As the phone lit up, I saw I had missed 13 missed calls and 30 new messages. I started crying again. What the fuck have I done? I did the only thing I could think of to help calm me down. I called Alex.