Handshakes of a Lifetime

Handshakes of a Lifetime - Chapter 5

Here we gooooo. I have a special place in my heart for Yoongs. I think this might be my favorite handshake yet. Enjoy the craziness!

Warnings: death, blood, guns, stabbing, fighting, bondage, drunk sex, rough sex Yoongi and y/n are just two kinky idiots in love, ANGST so much angst why, let me know if I need to add more I know it's dark.

"So you think if I touched her, it would happen to me too? Is that why-" Taehyung turns to a defeated Jin.

"I don't know." He can't stop thinking about you, his body hurts, his chest hurts.

"I want to try, this is so unfair." Taehyung whines.

Namjoon sighs, "Well..."

You hear a knocking at the door. Your legs felt numb. How long have you been sitting here? You were too lost in your thoughts, reliving moments that weren't yours.

"Hello? Unlock the door."

You know that voice. No way.

You've listened to his solo songs on repeat so many times, his deep voice and sharp tongue playing in your ears for hours at times.

For lack of better judgment, you decide to stay silent. You slowly unlock the stall door trying not to make a sound as you tiptoe to the door. You rest your ear against the wood hoping to hear something. You consider maybe it was just another delusion. There is just no way.

"We know you're in there." You flinch from the door, the idol's voice is as clear as day.

"I don't know what happened, but I didn't mean to do what you think I did..I-I don't even know what I-I just want to go home. Please..." You put your palm on the door, a superficial gesture you know won't make a difference, much like a nod to a person over the phone, and rest your head on the door waiting for his response. There is a long silence.

The weary idol stands in front of the bathroom door. He should have let Namjoon handle it, he thinks, why did he volunteer? When security came to tell them you had locked yourself in the bathroom, it brought up old memories he didn't like thinking about, it made him want to help you. So before anyone else could, he volunteered to get you. But now he felt inadequately prepared, he should have just let Namjoon handle it.

He gestures to the security to give him some space. He rests his head on the door and sighs, instead of reaching for the door handle he rests his hand above it.

"Can I please come in? Open the door, it will just be me, I promise." The idol switches to Korean, hoping you understand him. "I just want to talk to you. And then you can leave." Actually, he doesn't know if it will be that easy, but at this point he would tell you anything to get you to open the door.

He hears the slow scrape of metal as the lock turns. He gives security one last look to stay back before opening the door. You shuffle back quickly as the door opens and in walks Min Yoongi of BTS.

Yoongi shuts the door and locks it again. You try to give him space, but he advances towards you. So you keep giving him space and he puts his hand up in surrender, like someone would when approaching a scared animal.

"Hello." He greets you in English. This was a bad idea.

"H-Hello." You both face each other awkwardly.

This was the last thing you'd ever expect to happen, standing alone in a bathroom with BTS's Suga. You feel like you're burning up, you wonder how you haven't managed to pass out as the rapper watches you in silence.