Destiny. Do you even believe in it?
If I will, will I end up being happy? Or will I end up being in pain?
Who knows right?
Love is a risk. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose.
Love is a sacrifice. Yes, a great sacrifice.
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Yoongi and I returned to where we came from, and he invited me for dinner. I learned how to mingle with other people as I grew old. Given the experience I had when I was handling the whole group and became their lawyer and manager simultaneously.
I didn't decline his offer. Maybe this is the right time to catch up with him after what happened. Yoongi just ordered me anything as I allowed him to.
"Will that be all?" the waiter asked.
"I would like to add some vanilla ice cream for her," I was shocked when I heard that.
Did he just order some vanilla ice cream? For himself? No. He said for me.
Yoongi suddenly stared at me. "You want anything else?" he suddenly asked, stirring me.
"N-nothing more," I responded.
I had to check on my phone to divert my attention.
"Aren't you going to talk to me?" he asked.
"Why did you really come here?" my patience was running out. I had to ask him, and then we were silent again after he ordered food.
Yoongi gave me that stirring smile of his. "Didn't I answer you a while ago?"
I pouted. "You were saying nonsense," I countered.
Yoongi smirked. "I was serious when I told you told, Attorney. I wasn't lying when I said, I followed you here," after smirking like he was annoying me, he replied with a serious tone. And it wasn't helping.
I made a face again in front of him, making him chuckle. But I gave up. Fine. He can say whatever he wants to tell me. I don't care anymore.
