Make It Right / V KTH / Suga MYG / BTS Completed

A Dangerous Game

I carefully move off the bed, trying not to disturb Taehyung who is still sleeping peacefully. I walk quietly up the stairs to my studio. I can see that a light is on and I step into the doorway. Yoongi is seated at my table behind my monitor and I can tell by the light on his face that he's looking at images. I watch him silently as he stares at the screen intently. His eyes grow wide and he bites his lower lip and now I know exactly what he is seeing. It seems awkward to interrupt but I decide I should spare us both the embarrassment by acting like I don't care and that these aren't intensely private images.

I walk in noisily and startle him. He stares over at me, his jaw dropped open.

"Hi Yoongi. You didn't sleep long," I say casually walking straight up to him.

"Alexa. I'm- I'm sorry I just wanted to see some of your pictures."

I step next to the monitor, facing him, and try not to let him catch me looking at the screen but I catch sight of one of those pictures- full length, I'm standing with my back to the camera, fully nude, and my upper body is turned sideways, one arm over my eyes with a moody expression on my face. You can see the curve of my breast.

"Oh, my lighting tests." I indicate the image on the screen as he stares at me, his eyes showing uncertainty and worry. "I took those a few days ago." I lean in and get up the nerve to keep pretending this doesn't bother me. I point at a highlight on my body on the screen. "This highlight is from the light I just bought," I say very casually, pointing to a light hanging above the backdrop.

"I- I didn't notice the lighting," he stammers and looks back at the screen, and then at me. "These pictures are so beautiful. But I wish I hadn't seen them."

"It doesn't bother me, really." I try to reassure him.

"No, I mean, now...now I have these images of you burned in my brain," he says, smiling but still embarrassed. He clicks to another pictures he's already seen and lets out a low moan. The image is of me, facing the camera, my breasts exposed, laying down, arms raised and a sheet draped between my legs over my bare hip. My hair is spread around my head on the floor and I'm staring straight up at the camera.  He looks back at me. "Would you ever show these, in a gallery?" he asks out of nowhere.

I laugh at the idea. "No they aren't good enough."

He shakes his head. "Yes, they really are. I mean, they're gorgeous images, and part of me can easily see them being displayed in a museum as high art, but the other part of me thinks I should keep copies for myself in the bathroom..." he says crudely chuckling. I try to avoid letting him see me blush.

"I just use myself and try things out when I don't think anyone will ever see them," I say, looking down. He realizes now that this does actually embarrass me. He stands up, moving close to me. He lets his hand push the hair behind my ear and I look up at him, trying to be brave enough to meet his gaze. He keeps his hand on the back of my neck.

"I'm sorry I should not have come up here without your permission," he offers. I nod. "I don't want to hurt you, ever."

His hand pulls me closer to him as he stands in front of me.  A moment flashes between us as I meet his eyes and study his expression. He leans closer and presses his lips against mine very slowly, but almost before I know what's happening. He pulls my body closer to him and kisses me harder. His kiss is wet and I feel his tongue slide toward mine.

As if waking from a trance, my eyes open and I pull my head back away from his. I lean backward, moving my body away from his grasp. "No," I say softly, stepping backward.

He is standing, his arm still hanging in the air where he had been holding my body. I back toward the doorway to the studio shaking my head. I don't know what to say besides 'no'. I don't know how to tell him that I am too afraid to upset him or Tae, and that I don't want to hurt anyone's feelings. I just can't find the words so I back out of the studio and say, "I'm going to make some coffee if you want some come join me in the kitchen." I turn and leave him alone in the space.