Touch Your World || SOPE

2. Relieved

Author's POV:

"Expose this liar!"
"That's it? Isn't he supposed to be genius designer?"
"I guess anyone can be a genius through plagiarism."
"What a filthy thief!"
"Do you think we are blind?!"
"Haha, his entire family is dead anyway!"

"No..."

"Can we interview you for a moment?"
"Hi, Mr. Min, can we..."
"Mr. Min, regarding the concept of your design..."
"Can you tell us more about it?"

"I..."
'I didn't do that!'

Yoongi's mind was clouded with the comments of people. He wasn't able to hear anything. He buried his head between his knees. He was feeling numb by the thoughts until he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright?" He slowly looked up to find out that it was Hoseok. "Could it be that you're too anxious? It's ok, everything's fine... Relax..."
Hoseok shot up from the ground and faced the reporters. "That's enough." He stood in front of Yoongi. " Can't you see that he doesn't want interviews?" But the reporters pushed the mic in the blonde's face and shot him with questions.
"Sir, what is your relationship with Min Yoongi?"
"What were you two doing just now..."
"You asked about what we were doing?!"
He grabbed one reporter's mic and threw it on the ground. "Fuck off! Sneaky son of a bitch!"
"Fuck! Who are you calling son of a bitch?" "Do you know who I am? You had no right to smash my equipment!"
"Come at me then! If you have any beef, it'll be with me!" And then, Yoongi grabbed Hoseok's hand and ran out of there to the airport terminal.
'This person... He's like a ray of sunshine in my black and white world. I can spot him with just a glance... Is this destiny?' The latter thought while running.

(Airport Terminal)

They both were breathing heavily. Yoongi abruptly dropped the blonde's hand "Thanks for earlier." He thanked and turned around. "Hey! Don't go yet! I still haven't asked you..." But the former walked away. "Hey!" Hoseok called him out and started to run but the time he started, he slipped and fell down. 'Why the hell did I clean the floor so well?!' Hoseok mentally slapped himself.
'Why is he following me around?' Yoongi was confused and a little suspicious.

( Yoongi's office)

As soon as he reached his office, he locked the door and sighed. "I'm finally back..." There was a knock on the door. "Who is it?!"
"Boss, it's me!" His secretary replied. He opened the door. "What do you want?"
"Boss! Did you see the news yet?!" His secretary, Kim Namjoon, showed him the news. The title was breaking news and there was a picture of him and Hoseok. "It was just an interview, all of this wouldn't have happened if you just issued a simple response. What if this affect our collaboration with 'sweets?' What if they decide to terminate the contract?"
"'Sweets' thinks highly of my skills, that's why they wanted to work with us. If they think they can find some other designer who's better than me, then I'll gladly welcome them to terminate the contract anytime." He said returning the phone.
"And also, remember to ask them for reimbursement if that happens!"With this, he slammed the door on Namjoon's face. "But..." Namjoon sighed. 'Why do I feel like his paranoia is getting worse lately?' He was worried about his boss.' I told him to go to the hospital but he doesn't want to. If this goes on...'

Yoongi's POV:

'He can't produce any work?'
'Trash will always be trash.'
'After all, all his works are plagiarized.'
'Hahaha! Hahahaha!'
'It's no wonder.'
'You're gonna be exposed sooner or later!'
I sat leaning on the door. Damn it! That voice is here again... It's just a delusion... When I was at the airport today...I recalled that incident.
"Are you okay? Can you stand?"
"Enough! Can't you see that he doesn't want any interviews?"
That guy... Why did I feel so safe around him? Ha, I actually felt secure because of someone else?
I got up and went to the underground garage. Why do I still feel like someone's following me? I heard a faint sound coming from behind me. But when I turned back there was no one. Am I just overthinking... Then a hand suddenly covered my mouth and pulled me back.
"Umph!"
"Shh! Don't make any sound! There's someone taking from the car behind us!"
It's the janitor guy from the airport who was following me!

Author's Note:

Paranoia is a type of mental illness in which a person wrongly believe that other people want to harm him/her.
Paranoid personality disorder (PPD) is a mental condition in which a person has a long-term pattern of distrust and suspicion of others.
Paranoia could be caused by genes, chemicals in the brain or by a stressful or traumatic life event.
(Source: Wikipedia)

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