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Namjoon messes with his ring, softly sighing.
He's sitting at the stairs in front of the house, thinking about what to do next. He ignored his phone, knowing the older is still awake and is currently waiting for him to come to bed.
A car suddenly pulled up, making Namjoon look up and lift a hand up to his eyes, blocking the light from the headlights. Someone came out of the car, closing the door behind them and walking up to Namjoon. Namjoon lowers his phone, knitting his brows.
Christ..it's a Mr.Woo. Namjoon sighs. "Jesus, what do you want now?"
Minho suddenly tossed something to him, the thing landing on his lap. Namjoon looks down at it, looking at the male. He nervously picks up the suspicious brown paper bag that was tossed to him, slowly starting to open it up to see what's inside of it.
Money.
A lot of money.
Namjoon widen his eyes and looked at him. "What the fuck is this?"
"Seventeen million won. It's all yours."
Namjoon stands up from the stairs. "Yeah right. I can't even get money like this—why the fuck did you give this to me?"
"You should know."
Namjoon blinks, looking down at the money, then Minho. "You can't be serious."
Minho stayed silent.
Namjoon flutters his eyes. "You are...? You think blackmailing me will make me let go of him!? Y-You can't be serious with this!"
"We're done trying to be soft with you. We need Yoongi out of your damn place. Seventeen million or not."
"Not!" Namjoon throws the paper bag down towards Minho's feet, the money flying out of it. "You can't bribe me to take Yoongi away!"
Minho stares at him. "You don't fucking understand, don't you?"
"I do, you asshole! Get away from my fucking house! You're not taking him! He's human! Not a thing!"
The door suddenly creaks open. Namjoon turns around from the noise and quickly froze in his spot, his anger quickly fading away and his fists loosening. His heart dropped from seeing the male. Minho froze once he saw him too, gulping hard.
Yoongi curls his brows. "What's going on?" He sees Minho, confused. "Wh-Why are you here?"
"I should go." Minho kneels down to collect the money and put it back in the paper bag.
"No—you're not going anywhere!" Namjoon spoke.
Yoongi quickly jogs over to the older male and grabbing his forearm to stop him from leaving with no reason. "Wh-Why're you here, Hyung?" Yoongi repeats.
Minho looks at him, saying nothing. He embarrassed to say anything and the situation. Yoongi glances at the brown paper bag, slowly knitting his brows from a sudden feeling he's having in the pit of his stomach. He quickly reaches it and snatches it from Minho's hands.
"Wait, Yoongi—"
Yoongi opens the paper bag, looking in it. His heart quickly dropped to the view in the bag, brows slowly going into a curl. His eyes started to tear up. Yoongi shakily looks at Minho, lowering the bag down.
"Y-You..tried to b-buy me back...?"
"Yoongi, let me explain."
"No... Y-You don't have to e-explain anything." Yoongi drops the bag. "I-I already know."
"Yoongi, please. We want you to—"
"No!" Yoongi yells. "I-I'm not going anywhere! I'm st-staying here with Joonie! Only him! Y-You don't control me!"
Namjoon curls his brows. He's breaking... But he couldn't interfere. He had to let Yoongi stand up on his own when it comes to Dohwan and Minho. He flutters his eyes down and lowered his head. He just couldn't see Yoongi crying like that.
"I-I'm not a toy, okay!? I-I'm allowed to do what I want!" Yoongi's voice cracks form the emotion he's feeling in his heart. "Go away! G-Get out! Just go!"
