Like a bad habit, we find our way back to each other. No matter what terrible things we put each other though, we always do.
Like an addiction, I possess a deep desire for him and him the same. It's unstoppable, the way we crave each other.
A vice.
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January 4 Aira's
"W-where is he now? Can I talk to him?" I asked, leaning forward on the table, eyes glued to the image.
"Slow down there," Yoongi snickered, snatching the picture away from my grasp.
I let out a breath, annoyed. I shot him a glare but immediately looked away when he glared back, earning a satisfied chuckle.
"Hey, apologize to her." Taehyung said, looking at Yoongi.
"Why would I apologize?" Yoongi scoffed, crossing his arms across his chest and leaning back in his chair.
"You went against my words not once but twice. I told you not to hurt her." my hazel haired... friend said.
"Cut the theatrics, she looks fine."
"I'm not fine," I said quietly, desiring an apology as if it would change anything.
"What?" Yoongi questioned, unable to hear me.
"I said, I'm not fine." I dared to look him in the eyes. "You tried to kill me!" I yelled at him.
Shit.
"Yeah, I did. What makes you think that it's a good idea to talk to me like that, huh?"
"Hyung," Taehyung said sternly.
Yoongi looked at him and released a sigh full of annoyance. "Holy shit, fine."
"Sorry for almost killing you." he muttered, eyes rolling.
It was barely an apology and it definitely didn't fix anything or even make me feel any better. Though I did feel betrayed by Taehyung working with Yoongi, I felt safer with him there. It didn't feel like he wanted me hurt or had bad intentions.
"What do you want from Jungkook?" I asked reluctantly.
Yoongi's eyes darkened. "We just need to patch up some unfinished business," he answered vaguely after a few seconds of silence.
My eyes shifted toward Taehyung who was nodding in agreement with a hardened face. It seemed like just the mentioning of Jungkook created a tension in the room.
What the hell happened between them?
"I have nothing to do with your personal conflict with him. Just tell me where my brother is and let me go," I said bravely.
Yoongi belted out a cackle. "Nothing to do with our conflict but everything to do with Jungkook,"
I furrowed my eyebrows, heart speeding. "That's not true,"
