I am you (Time Traveling) || Yoongi × Yoongi

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The night was still young. Huffs of air filled with anger and frustration filled the large museum.

The man chuckled, "Well next time was later! I just couldn't wait!"

Yoongi glared, "Brother" Yoongi frowned, mad. "Fucking shit head. I should've know this better than anyone else" he mumbled

The King scoffed and smirked, "I knew it was you"

"Yeah yeah, you're so great" He rolled his eyes

"I also knew it was you but for you to come here is so fucking unpredictable." Ah-In growled.

"Why? Because you thought in your little brains you've won? Well, you haven't cuz u already lost!" He laughed, mocking them

She lowered her head, "No" Ah-In said lowly.

She raised them, "I say, go to hell" she snapped, quite literally as she snapped her fingers as well.

Strong gusts of wind pulled them away and out of the museum. Curses filled the powerful gusts of wind as they tried to hold on to anything that'll prevent them from getting taken. Their attempts did not bear fruit as they went out of the museum. She even closed the doors tightly with a spell.

Suddenly, it was quiet with the doors shut.

"Quickly!" Ah-In turned around.

Yoongi, "Woah"

Min, "Cool"

"It will not hold long!" She hurriedly went to The King. She told him to repeat after her.

The King, "wait" He went to Yoongi.

"We shall part. Thank you"

"Okay, don't make me emotional! I still have your clothes by the way"

The King scoffed with a fond look on his face. He went back to Ah-In who was smiling.

They started.

Min was getting brighter and brighter with every word. The winds went wild and to different directions.

Yoongi's breathing changed, his heart sank. His eyes stung.

With a flash of blinding light, The King was gone and the doors had opened wide. The winds from outside went in, blowing their hairs strongly.

Yoongi's eyes were wide, looking at the spot where The King had stood.

"Shit, too late" Yoongi's brother cursed.

Yoongi's eye left a tear running down his cheek. Ah-In came to pay his back as she lowered her head, feeling sorry for Yoongi.

Yoongi's brother saw this all. He felt something inside him sink a bit. His crunched up face also sank and relaxed a little.

He turned around with a serious face to look at his men. He signaled them to move. His men understood. They all left the museum, leaving the two alone with the museum's doors wide open.

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That made me a bit sad ngl🥲

The bullet tracker was actually made by Yoongi's parent's company. They make all sorts of stuff but they mainly make furniture. That's why he said that he should've known better when they shot the car and didn't put effort in running.

Didn't update in December cuz I was on vacation with bad wifi lol. I couldn't focus.

This fic is probably ending soon
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But until then I will try to finish it well! After finishing I will edit the chapters, remove mistakes and patch plot holes (idk them but they're probably here😭)