BTS Oneshots & Series

Intimacy Series - Yoongi (Female Reader)

Yoongi jolted awake when the light flooded his senses.

"(Y/N)?" he grumbled. "What are you doing?"

"I need you to get up."

"What?"

"Get up, Yoongi. I need to see something."

He blinked open his eyes, staring up at you. You were intertwining your own fingers, nervously shifting your weight around the foot of the bed. Something was wrong. He lifted himself from the bed, never letting his gaze leave you.

"What did you--?"

But he was interrupted as you ripped the sheets off his bed, revealing a pinkish-red stain where you'd just been lying. You cursed under your breath and shook your head.

"Yoongi, I'm so sorry. I wasn't supposed to start for a few more days. I didn't mean to..." you sighed heavily. He glanced between you and the stain, eyes dropping to the shorts you were wearing.

"Go to the bathroom," Yoongi said.

"What?"

"Go to the bathroom," he said more firmly. 

You nodded mutely, awkwardly shuffling into the bathroom. You wanted to bang your head against a wall. You wanted to cry. You wanted a hole to suck you up and save you from this horrible embarrassment.

You'd just bled on your boyfriend's sheets and he'd banished you to the bathroom. Not that you blamed him, he probably thought this was disgusting. You couldn't believe your luck. If you'd have just worn something--

"(Y/N)!" Yoongi's voice cut through your thoughts. "What are you doing?"

"I...you told me to come in here," you replied hesitantly.

"Not for you to stand here all night." He moved over to the tub and turned the faucet on. "You were supposed to clean up."

"Clean up?" you repeated.

He nodded. "You're bleeding, aren't you? So let's get you cleaned up and into some fresh clothes."

You stared blankly at him. He stared right back.

"What's wrong?"

"I just...I bled on your sheets." He nodded again. "I thought you'd be mad or upset, but you're worried about me."

"(Y/N), it was just an accident. And it's completely natural, I won't get mad at you about it. I can always buy more sheets, but I want to make sure you're okay. Are you cramping or anything yet?"

You shook your head, barely hiding a smile. 

"All right. Give me your clothes and I'll wash them too."

After about fifteen minutes in the warm bath, you finally emerged. What little cramps you had were soothed by the warm water, and you'd cleaned yourself up like he asked. 

Yoongi had given you some of his old sweats to wear, because even if you bled through them you wouldn't be hurting anything. When you came out, he'd already replaced the sheets on the bed and was sitting up, waiting for you.

"Do you need anything? I'll get you a hot water bottle if you--"

"I'm fine, really. Thank you for being so understanding about this."

"You don't have to thank me for anything. I would much rather you wake me up and tell me about something like that than hide it and be embarrassed."

"I will. Thank you."

"Stop thanking me," he grumbled as he turned off the lights. You laughed as he settled himself next to you.

"Good night, Yoongi. Sweet dreams."

"You too."