Black Swans Heart (Eng. version Min Yoongi FF)

Pt. 10

Yoongi POV:

I fired bullet after bullet.

Each was a hit.

"Yes, very good!", Taehyung stood next to me, just like me with ear protection, and clapped.

Unfortunately, I couldn't hear what he had said, but since he was clapping, he must have been proud.
I took off the thick headphones. Tae did the same.

"If I'm that good to you, why do I need to practice at all?" I asked, putting my pistol on a small shelf at the edge of the shooting room.

"Well you're never really on an outside mission...but practice never hurts," he gave me his square smile and grabbed a gun hanging on the wall for himself.
I put the earmuffs back on and wondered how Y/N with Jimin would turn out.
The two had gone to downtown Seoul to shop.

And knowing Jimin, he would flirt with her...

Y/N POV:
In Seoul:

"Hurry up Jimin! Otherwise the frozen things will thaw!", our driver was already holding the back door of the car open for me, but Jimin was just talking to a girl he had spoken to out of nowhere.

"He's always so miss. That's why Jin never takes him shopping," I looked at him and then back at Jimin.

WHO FINALLY CAME.

"Sorry, sorry...but you'll probably still be allowed to maintain social contacts?" With a smug grin, he finally got into the car.

After our driver got in, we drove back.
"Oh yes, by the way, we had your old things taken out of the apartment. They're in your room," Jimin said, not looking up from his phone.

"My cell phone too?!", I thought of my father, who had probably been trying to reach me for 3 weeks in vain.

"Yes, don't worry, we have everything," he looked at me briefly, but quickly looked back at the display.

The ride home dragged on like chewing gum.
As we pulled up in the garage, I jumped out of the car and ran to the elevator.
The elevator didn't seem to be in a hurry either.

When I got to my floor, I sprinted to my room, yanked open the door, and saw my cell phone on my bed.
Luckily it wasn't turned off because that would have given me the rast.

"What?" I looked at my phone in disbelief.
My father had only called 3 times?
I got more messages from my job and my old friends in Busan than my own dad?!

I was gone for 3 weeks!?

But I decided to call him back.

He picked up quickly.

,,Y/N finally. I called you every Sunday but you never answered," it was so good to hear his voice.

"Oh yeah sorry dad. My....cell phone had a pity and was sent for repair", great lie Y/N.

,,Oh, well then. And how is the work?", oh no what should I answer to that?!

"Oh you know... yes. It's all ok. I'm just wondering if this is the right job for me," hopefully he was content with that.

,,Nice. Well then I don't want to bother you any longer. Have a nice day darling. But come see me soon, okay?" I nodded, smiling, even though no one saw me.

"Yes dad. I miss you too. We listen to. Byyeee~", I pressed the red hang up button with a smile.

I spent an hour answering all my messages.

Luckily none of my few friends suspected anything... only because of work I had to come up with something else.

But I'd better talk to Yoongi about that.

,,So! Where is he?" I asked myself as I stood up.
I made my way to the shared dining room where I met Jungkook.
"Hey Kookie, do you know where Yoongi is?" I put my hands on my hips and smiled at him.

"Oh hey Noona. I think he and Hyung wanted to practice shooting," he looked up at me from his seat with a smile.

"Ah ok thanks~", full of joy I went towards the shooting room.
I didn't even know why I was in such a good mood.

Since all the rooms were soundproofed, I couldn't hear the gunshots from inside.
Therefore, this room was equipped with a light switch that turned on a red lamp inside, announcing that someone was about to enter.

After a few seconds, Taehyung opened the door.

"Hello Noona. What brings you here?" muffled headphones hung around his neck and in his left hand he held a large, long gun.

My knees went weak at the sight of these, but I focused on Taehyung's face.
"Oh I wanted to talk to Yoongi about something. Actually about my work I don't know what to tell my boss", a desperate grin crept onto my lips as Tae turned around.

"I'd rather go," Yoongi, who was standing behind him, just nodded as the younger one hung the gun on the wall and put the earmuffs on the table.

After he left, I entered.

I briefly let my gaze wander over all the pistols and machine guns until it got caught on Yoongi again.
"So it's about work?" He pulled the half-full magazine out of the black pistol.
,,Yes, exactly. I couldn't think of a good white lie, and before I say something stupid, I wanted to ask you for ideas..." I watched as he put the gun down.

"Hmmmmm~just say you don't enjoy the job anymore or something", I thought for a moment.
"Okey, I could have figured that out myself," Yoongi watches me.

There was a slight smile on his lips too.
Apparently he also noticed my gaze, which was on all the deadly tools.
"Have you ever held one?" he asked with a raised eyebrow.
,,No. Of course not", I looked at him in mock shock.

"Come on, I'll show you my baby," he turned and walked towards a small metal box.
It was relatively small, which made me wonder what was in im.
And my question was answered quickly.
Yoongi took out a partially gold-plated pistol.

"Woow~she's beautiful," I stepped up to him and stabbed at the little gold masterpiece.

"Beautiful and yet so deadly..", a sad gleam lay in his eyes.

"This gun was made especially for me....made to kill people....Y/N I've killed so many people....and yet you're here....you should have been in town I could easily get away today, but you didn't....why?" I could see a certain
curiosity but also nervousness in his eyes.
,,Yoongi.....I trust you. I always have. And.......", should I tell him?
"And?" he asked, cocking his head.

"II think I love you too, Yoongi...because I was thinking about my words after the party...and I found the thought of seeing you happy with another girl unbearable...", embarrassed I turned my head away.

"Y/N...", suddenly he came closer.
I looked up, startled by his sudden embrace.

But now he had me exactly where he wanted me.

His almost black eyes met mine.
"Are you sure you want to try again...being in a relationship with me is dangerous~" he almost purred, getting closer to my face.

"I can handle that," we closed the gap between us.

His lips were so soft on mine.

I missed that feeling so much.

I had missed him so much.
his love