Min Yoongi is one of the members of the global superband, BTS. He's a rapper, songwriter & a producer--the best of the best. He loves his craft but doesn't believe in love. Reason? A heartbreak from the woman he thought would love him for him.
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"You don't have to go with me, Yoongi. You can just drop me off in the lobby." I told Yoongi while we're on the way to my agency. "I know you're busy and they're probably looking for you already."
"Nari, I told you I still have time. We barely get to spend time together nowadays because of our schedule, and if I haven't went home to you last night, we would've not met yet this week...ugghh, why did we have to go back in Seoul?"
I looked at him and chuckled. "Why, Min Yoongi, I didn't know you can be clingy like this?" I teased him.
"Stop it, Nari. I'm serious." He said, sulking.
"Don't be upset anymore, sweetheart." I told him, pinching his chin.
"I told you, just move to my house." He glanced at me briefly.
"I can't do that, Yoongi." I said, shaking my head.
"Then, I'll move to yours?" He said in a hopeful voice. I hate to disappoint him but I think it just won't work at this time.
"Yoongi, I told you, I'll be busy shooting. I would need to fly out of the country. There'll be some out of town shoots, too. I'll be barely home. I'm sorry, sweetheart...but that's my reality. And don't pretend that that's not the case for you, too. You're also busy. Producing songs, concerts, albums..."
"Let's just go back to Daegu?" He suggested.
"If only we can, sweetie." I chuckled bitterly. He reached for my hand and kissed it.
We didn't talk until we reached the agency. We parked at the basement and he really insisted to go with me.
We're on our way to the elevator when I saw my father and his wife going out of their car. It's too late to dodge them because he already saw us.
He walked towards us, his eyebrows furrowed. His wife was behind him, confusion visible in her face. She smirked when she finally saw me.
"Who's that?" Yoongi whispered as we wait for my father to get near us.
"My father." I hissed back. I saw him stiffened.
"What's this, Nari?" My father asked as soon as they're in front of us. I saw Yoongi bowed at him.
"Good morning, Sir." He said.
My father looked at him curiously and I heard his wife gasped.
"Suga? BTS?" She shrieked.
"Good morning, Ma'am." He said, bowing at her.
"Let's meet in my office, Nari. Be there in 10 minutes." My father said without leaving his eyes from Yoongi. "Let's go, Ahnjong."
I sighed when they left.
"Let's go." I told Yoongi and started walking.
"Why do I feel like we're in trouble?" He said. I didn't answer. We rode the other elevator and I pushed the floor to my father's office.
