He stood there behind her, a dark shadow cast over his face. A look of pure hatred as he stared at the back of Penelope's head. Yoongi didn't say a word, he just stood there. His mind turning over every loathsome thing he had ever wanted to say to the woman in front of him.
Penelope went to speak again making the man behind her twitch. Gracie was thankful that terrifying expression wasn't directed at her. Although she didn't quite understand why.
"Yoongi?" Jin started.
He flinched once more before he spoke.
"You. Fucking. Bitch." His tone was filled with hatred. Penelope whirled around. When she saw him she had a petulant grin on her face.
"Oh it's you." She appeared unfazed by his entire demeanor.
"You took him from me!" He growled, balling his fistsinto tight white knuckle fists.
"Correction— I got rid of a problem." She blinked slowly, pursing her lips as she looked at her fingernails.
Namjoon appeared in the doorway, grabbing hold of Yoongi before he could launch himself at the woman he thought he knew.
"He was your fiancé!"
"Didn't stop you from trying to steal him." Penelope spat at Yoongi.
Gracie's mouth fell open. Penelope had a fiancé.
"Wait—-" Gracie locked eyes with Yoongi. He was still trying to break free from Namjoon's hold. The anger filled with desperation on his face confirmed the unsettling feeling in her stomach.
Penelope looked back at Gracie.
"He tried to steal my Jimin from me. I couldn't let him do that."
"You don't get to choose whether someone lives! That's not up to you!"
Jin laced his fingers with Gracie's, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. He didn't say anything but it was enough to give her courage.
"You tried to kill him because you thought Yoongi was going to take him from you. How could you?"
Penelope rolled her eyes.
"Don't act like you wouldn't do the same for Mr. Prince Charming here."
Gracie shook her head.
"If he decided I wasn't the person for him, I would let him go. I love him enough to do that."
Jin looked down at Gracie. She had a stern look on her face. Although he could feel her hand trembling. She didn't have to worry about him wanting someone else. Regardless of the short time he's had with her. She was the only one he ever wanted.
"Whatever... You know he didn't die anyway. Even with me slicing one of the bands on the suit. He just hurt his head and then didn't remember me. That's when this deviant asshole swept in and stole him. Just like he intended from the start."
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You Were Mine
FanfictionTime works differently when you sleep. It could be days. Months. Even years that could pass by when your eyes are closed. But once they've opened again. You are just in time for your alarm to go off five minutes later. Funny how that works, right? ...