AUTHORS NOTE! Ok so this is my very first fanfic EVER so pwease don't judge me! I've already deleted this story FOUR times to fix mistakes and crap. Reviews would be soooooo helpful! Ok enough ramblings it's LEMONY STORY TIME!

P.S. there are no lemons in this chapter, only in chapter two. Also Yoongi will be referred to as Suga because I have recently caught the lazy bug and don't feel like using his real name.

Pairings: Yoongi/Suga x Reader

Chapter 1

You nervously stand at the fansign, with hundreds of beautiful girls around you. All waiting for the same reason you are: to meet your idol. You push your bangs out of your face and push your glasses back up your nose. All you want is a moment with Suga, even if he just glances at you. To have his gaze linger on you for a moment.

You suddenly hear girls on your far left scream, jerking you out of your thoughts. You turn your head in their direction before being shoved aside by some girls trying to get a better look. Groaning angrily, and partly in pain, you readjust your top. You strain to see over the countless screaming fangirls, finally spotting the boys as they make their way to the slightly elevated table.

Your green eyes find Suga and follow his hand as it runs through his crimson hair. The beautiful color make his skin look white as snow and the gold chains around his neck sparkle. Your heart flutters as his tongue slides across his pink lips, making them slick. Other girls notice as well apparently, because the screams intensify.

Rap Mon gives a short introduction, his radiant smile making several girls next to you scream annoyingly. You control your irritation though, today was a day for dreams not for getting forcefully escorted outside for shoving paper down these girls throats. You get in line for Suga, enviously watching as girls touch his hands, give him gifts and cause that perfect glossy smile to spread across his face.

You fidde with the letter in your hand, knowing that it was your only hope of making him notice you. It contained the first lyrics you ever wrote, which you have perfected again and again over the years. It would mean to world to you if he could read them, even to just have him glace over them.

"Well what's your name, cutie?"

You realize that you had been so enveloped in your thoughts, again, that you had totally missed you were up next. You blush a very noticeable shade of red and stumble a bit as you are pushed by someone behind you.

"H-hello my n-name is (y/n), it's n-nice to m-meet you Suga o-oppa."

Even though you're nervous you manage to send him a smile, which he returns.

"Do you have anything for me to sign, (y/n)"

The way your name rolls off of his glossy lips makes your legs weak. As you hand him your autograph book you let out a small, barely audible sigh.

He furrows his eyebrows and looks up at you. "Is something bothering you, (y/n)"

"N-no! I'm just n-nervous, t-that's all."

You watch though your bangs as the ends of his lips turn up slightly.

"There is nothing to be nervous about. I'm just another person."

He jerks his chin towards the letter that you clutch in your sweaty palms.

"Whats that you got there? Is it for me?"

You hold out the envelope for him to take.

"T-these are just some l-lyrics I wrote. They're n-not that g-good, but you're the r-reason I started writing. It would m-mean a lot to me if you c-could look over them when y-you have t-time."

You watch is face light up in childish excitement as he puts the letter inside his jacket pocket instead of on the huge pile of fanmail.

"I will, I promise."

He chuckles lowly, signing the autograph book and handing it back to you, a sly mysterious smile playing on his lips.

"See you later, (y/n)"

His voice is low and husky, almost inaudible, his gaze still on you. Your cheeks burn as you walk away from the main crowd, too focused on what Suga wrote to notice that you were running into people. As you look up you see someone walk up to Rap Monster and whisper something in his ear. You continue to watch as Rap Monster stands and announces the end of the signing, thanking everybody for coming. But your barely listening, you're frozen, staring at what Suga had written you.

'Will you call me tonight so we can meet up to check out your lyrics? I'd love to hear you perform them yourself, and I could help you out a bit...'

- Yoongi 3

'P.S. my number is (249) 271-6782'

You look back up to see Suga staring at you. Seeing you looking back he licks his lips and smirks. His now wet lips mouth some words to you, and your cheeks flush red as you watch. After he and the rest of his band mates leave you smile.

"So you 'want me' Suga oppa?"