Dream To Be With You ✨ [ Yoongi × Reader ]

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Y/n pov

Engrossed in inviting friends for the engagement over phone calls, I sat on the couch in my room. Yoongi entered, and I welcomed him with a smile. He lay on my lap, and as I spoke on the phone, I gently caressed his hair.

After a while, I ended the call, finding Yoongi peacefully asleep. Not wanting to disturb him, I stayed still, engrossed in my phone.

A knock on the door interrupted the quiet moment. It was my sister, teasing me about having a "sleeping prince" on my lap. We shared a laugh, and she left. Moments later, another knock, and it was my sister again. She said, "Mom sent me to remind you about shopping for your engagement." I replied, "Sure, Yoongi and I will go tomorrow morning." She nodded and left.

Continuing with my phone, I eventually drifted into a peaceful sleep,

Yoongi POV

I wake up and see my head was in Yn's lap. I get up and see Yn was sleeping in a sitting position. I peck her lips twice; she woke up and smiled at me. She asked me about the time. I checked and told her it was 10 o'clock at night.

We both were shocked. Yn and I went downstairs, but there was no one there. Yn checked her phone and found many missed calls from her sister and mom. She called them back, and after a brief conversation, she hung up. Yn informed me that her parents had gone back to her dad's home to make some engagement preparations.

I realized I had forgotten to inform my parents. Yn smiled and said, "I already called Eomma and told hereverything. They are also coming to our
engagement." Happy, she said, and I hugged her tightly, expressing how lucky I felt to have her. "Yeah, yeah, now leave me. I want to breathe," she said, and I ended the hug. Then Yn asked me to go out and eat dinner. We both went to the car, with Yn in the driver's seat. As we drove, I admired the night view outside the windows. We reached a restaurant, both wearing masks, and noticed it wasn't crowded due to the late hour. We ordered and enjoyed dinner, laughing and sharing peaceful moments.

After our dinner, we strolled back home, and Yn asked with a sweet smile, "Did you finish inviting your friends?" I nodded, sharing the happiness in my voice, "Yes, they're thrilled about our engagement. They can't wait to celebrate with us."

As we entered our home, Yn's eyes sparkled, and she continued, "Tell me more, Yoongi. How did they react?" I grinned, recounting the lively conversations, "Jin teased me, Hobi was excited about a party, and Jungkook promised a surprise dance performance." Yn chuckled, "Sounds like a perfect celebration."

we went to our respective rooms. As I prepared to sleep, Yn surprised me by entering my room, smiling warmly. She laid on top of me, hugging me tightly, like a contented baby. In a soft whisper, she expressed her happiness and excitement about our engagement.

Curious, I asked her about her dream wedding plans. Yn admitted she didn't have any grand ideas but loved simplicity, . Then, she turned the question to me. I shared a whimsical dream of marrying her on the moon. We both laughed, and Yn playfully bit my chest. I assured her that while I didn't have specific plans, our wedding would be unique and unforgettable. Yn, with a contented laugh, nestled into my neck, slowly drifting into sleep. I hugged her tightly,

Yn pov

I woke up to find myself still in the same position from the night before, tightly embraced by Yoongi. A smile played on my lips as I blushed, realizing he was sleeping so close to me. Attempting to get up, I found it difficult to move with his firm hold. Trying to wake him, I called out,

"Yoongi, get up!"

No response. I resorted to biting his neck, but even that didn't stir him. Determined, I bit harder with my teeth, and he finally opened his eyes, greeting me with a sleepy, "Good morning, baby. How was your sleep?" I smiled and replied, "It was good. Now, get up." But, he insisted on staying in bed a little longer, requesting another five minutes. I teased him, reminding him about our plans

As usual, I didn't let the morning pass without initiating our customary exchange of kisses. I playfully pecked Yoongi's lips before he could even ask. After a refreshing half-hour in my room, I emerged ready for the day and found Yoongi in the kitchen, bustling about with culinary activities. Sneaking up behind him, I wrapped my arms around him and asked, "What are you doing here? I already planned to order food for you."

With a hint of mischief, Yoongi responded, "Kitten, in these five days, we've had too much restaurant food. It's not healthy. That's why I planned to cook for you." I playfully argued, "If you wanted to cook, you should have asked me. I would have gladly let you." He chuckled and defended his culinary endeavor. Our banter continued until he stole a quick peck on my lips, and with a gentle reminder to stop arguing, he ushered me to the dining table.

We sat down to a cozy homemade breakfast, and after relishing the meal, Yoongi inquired about its taste. I couldn't help but compliment him, saying, "As usual, your cooking is the best." With smiles exchanged, we finished breakfast and headed out to the car,