𝐍𝐎 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃

- 7 -

Her phone was switched off.

Jimin cursed as he almost threw his phone on the ground. He was going insane and his legs were trembling. Without any second thought, he sprinted towards her house. It was only once he visited her house and he barely know the path to reach it. But he didn't mind running like a maniac towards her house.

He wants to meet her no matter what.

As Yoongi was driving the car, his eyes were only on the road, not staring at YN who was just staring back at him. She sighed in heavily before speaking to the man. "Why?" she asked and Yoongi just raised his eyebrow, again not staring at her. "You don't have to say that to him. What if she wants to hide that from him? Now he knows it and what if that brings chaos in their relationship?" YN said, turning to Yoongi completely.

Yoongi was just taking a deep breath, eyes fixed on the road. "Come on, tell me, why did you tell him?" YN pressed her hand around Yoongi's biceps, making him stare at her finally. "What? Why shouldn't I tell him? He was saying my girl for every freaking sentence and he doesn't know about it? And even if he knows it, he should stay by her side. Only if there are in a healthy relationship."

"You are a freak. I don't guess he would stay with her after knowing all of this." YN said and Yoongi scoffed at her words. "He will stay if he loves her," Yoongi said and YN's eyes widened. "Who would stay if his girlfriend was a call girl?" YN said and Yoongi smiled sarcastically. "A guy would love her even if she loves someone else," Yoongi mumbled and that's when YN turned to him, gasping at herself.

"Are you talking about us?" YN said and that's when Yoongi presses the break, halting the car. He breathed in heavily before dashing out of the car, leaving her alone inside the car. "FUCK YOU, MIN YOONGI," YN screamed inside the car and Yoongi was already behind the car, leaning on it.

He took a cigarette from the box and lit it. Once the toxic air went inside his lungs, he released his stress with the smoke through his soft lips. His long fingers were holding the stick firmly and he was regretting whatever he said to her. Now, this cigarette was the only thing makes him forget the thing that happened between them.

He heard the car door opening sound and YN's shoes that were walking towards him. He was trying not to stare at her but she was already standing in front of him, folding her arms against her chest. She waited if he would look at her but no, his eyes were everywhere and not her. "Why are you bringing this topic again? I told you like a hundred times but you would never listen to me, right?"

Yoongi who pretended like he heard nothing, kept on smoking right in front of her. Not taking any of his attitude, she pulled his collar harshly, finally making him stare at her. "I'm fucking talking to you," she gritted her teeth, and that's when he released a huge sigh right in front of her face which was just inches away.

"I asked you a question," YN said and she was clenching her jaw so badly. Her nails were digging inside his shirt, pulling him closer, almost making him choke. They were sharing their intense eye contact and breathing heavily on each other. His cigarette was still burning and the ashes were falling on the road.

"I don't want this torture anymore," she says before pulling him closer and her hungry lips were already sucking his soft lips. That's when Yoongi threw the stick on the road, his hands were already around her waist, leaving no gap between them. YN's fingers went around his nape, injecting her sharp nails into his skin and he was groaning at every kind of satisfaction she gives to him.

In the middle of the night, in the middle of the road, two cops were making out, not caring any shit around them. Soon the ugly realization hits them like a truck, making them pull away from each other. They breathed out heavily, staring at each other with their lustful eyes.