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A tension lingered at the table between Yoongi and Sydney.
The two haven't talked since their last meeting and obviously, it had left a trace, or rather a reminder at the back of Yoongi's hand that he shouldn't fuck with her not Jimin.
He didn't give the boy trouble when he quit his internship, now fully devoted in school with a written promise from Sydney that even if he wants to stop all of this, she'll keep financially supporting him.
But since the two CEOs were business partners, their next meeting was inevitable, and here they were, in one of their co-owned restaurant.
"How's your hand, Min ?" She asked knowingly, seeing the bandage.
"It's healing well, and how's your boyfriend, Bachelor ?"
His tone was clearly indicating how he felt about this whole situation.
Salty.
"He's healing well." She repeated.
"Healing ?" Yoongi scoffed, raising a brow.
"From being your prisoner." She shrugged, looking up from her plate. "I don't get why you always annoy these boys knowing damn well you'll drop them sooner or later."
"And I don't get why you try to save that one so much when it's none of your business." He shrugged as well.
"Because I like him." She answered without thinking much.
"You don't like anybody but yourself."
"Says who ? Of course I like some people." She scoffed.
"You never liked me." He pointed out.
"Because you're not likable, unlike him."
Yoongi took a sharp breath, fixing his blazer.
He felt bothered by Jimin.
Snakes were real, and Min Yoongi was one, which was the reason why Sydney Bachelor never gave him attention aside from the time they were hooking up.
She knew better than to get attached to a man like this.
None only was he intelligent, but he also had these toxic tendencies, an absolutely unhealthy need to be in control and given that she was the same, Sydney knew it wouldn't end well, which is why even though the sex was good, she didn't try to hold him back when he decided to leave.
Not that she really cares anyways.
Yet despite all of that, Yoongi still held Sydney with a particular attention in his heart, he had feelings for her that would probably never leave as long as they're entangled, whether it's a plain business relationship or more.
But he didn't want to see him happy with another, especially someone as easy to crush as Park Jimin.
Now imagine his frustration, knowing that he couldn't do anything about it.
He could act tough all he wanted, in reality, he was terrified of Sydney Bachelor.
"Sure, and the bland, non-personality money-sucking-"
"Watch your mouth." She cut him off, grabbing her glass of water.
She took a sip, glaring at him with an insane amount of intensity.
Yoongi let out a breath, holding his nose bridge, feeling anger and jealousy burn in his veins.
"I don't know why you're so entranced by him." He breathed out.
"You're bitter because I stole your boy, Min ? Don't worry, the next intern will do the job perfectly, you've always been jumping from desperate boy to desperate boy anyways.. Oh no, individual, excuse me queer King." She shrugged, a smug smile on her face.
"You might be tough, but don't fuck with me Sydney." He answered, glaring at her.
God he loved that woman, but sometimes he wanted to choke her.
She let out a small chuckle at his words, raising a brow as she put her glass down.
"Or what, Min ? Are you, you out of all people, threatening me ?" She asked, amusement heard in her voice.
She leaned on the table, getting her face closer to his, head cocking to the side.
"Do you realize who the fuck you're talking to ? How much shit I know about you ?" She asked, eyebrows furrowed.
Yoongi knew threatening her was a bad move, because Sydney knew a lot about him.
Too much even.
He always had to this habit of blabbering during pillow talk, and it wasn't doing him any good because Sydney was indeed the devil.
Telling her your weaknesses was never a good move.
"I want to know, my dear Yoongi, what is going to happen if I fuck with you ? Hm ? What are your plans ?" She asked, clearly mocking him this time. "We both know you have nothing, but let me tell you something."
Her fingers reached for his tie, yanking him closer to her.
"Spread false rumors all you want but if I'm going down, you're fucking coming with me." She said, tone threatening.
"So there is something to know about you ?" He asked, raising a brow.
"Absolutely not, but there's a lot to know about your mentally abusive, power control freak tendencies.. And maybe your little arson case would be interesting too, what do you think ?"
His gaze darkened at her words, lips pinching.
"That's what I fucking thought, so you better leave my boyfriend's name out of your mouth before I silence you." She finished her statement, roughly letting go of his tie.
"Boyfriend, huh ?" Yoongi scoffed in response, fixing his attire.
"You heard that-"
She cut herself off, pressing her fingers pads against her lips.
Sydney knew what was happening, but she couldn't afford having Yoongi to know.
Her weakness.
"Sydney ?" Yoongi called her, all tension falling at he watched the colors fade from her face.
She didn't answer, closing her eyes.
Now worried to death about the woman he loved, Yoongi stood up, grabbing his phone, ready to call an ambulance.
He kneeled in front of her, trying to hold her other hand but she slapped it away, visibly rejecting him.
It was coming.
"Sydney-"
And it did come.
After trying to hold it in as much as she could it happened, leaving Yoongi kneeled on the floor, flabbergasted.
He was covered in her vomit from head to toe.
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Boyfriend. | MYG x OC x PJM
Fanfic"I could be a better boyfriend than him." | Contains smut, angst & fluff. | English isn't my first language.
