Forced to be his ♡✔️

37 . Argument.

Jimin's Pov

Yoongi was lost in thought, his brow furrowed as he stared out the window. I felt a pang of worry seeing him like this, its bothering him, and I knew it was connected to that mysterious video.

I decided to take action.so I slipped out to the balcony and called to Taehyung.

Jimin : "Tae, can you hack Yoongi's phone? He got a video from a mysterious number, and I need you to find out about that number."

Taehyung: "Mysterious number? What's in the video?"

Taehyung asked, his voice laced with curiosity.

Jimin : "I'll tell you later,"

I said, my voice tight with urgency.

Jimin : "First, find that bastard. Everything's going smoothly, and this damn video just ruined my mood."

Taehyung: "Okay Jiminie, I'll find out about this person and track them down." Taehyung assured me.

Relieved, I turned back to see Yoongi watching me, his gaze sharp and cutting.

Yoongi : "Why do you need to hack my phone? If you need that number, you can just ask me. I would know about it too, Jimin. You're really hiding something."

Jimin : "I'm not hiding anything, Yoongi,"

I said, trying to sound calm, but my voice betrayed my nervousness.

Jimin :  "It's just mafia work. I don't want you involved."

Yoongi : "Can you stop lying? You were the one who trained me to join the mafia, to be your perfect mafia queen. Why would you keep these mafia things away from me?"

He challenged, his voice laced with hurt and anger.

Jimin : "Look, Yoongi, if it's important, I'll tell you,"

I said, feeling frustration rising in my chest.

Jimin : "Stop making this a big issue."

I turned to go inside, hoping to diffuse the tension.

Jimin :  "Did you eat?"

I asked, trying to shift the focus.

Yoongi : "Stop manipulating things , so smoothly,"

Yoongi spat, his voice cold and distant.

Jimin : "I'm not manipulating anything,"

I countered, my patience wearing thin. I walked over to the sofa and saw the untouched food, a knot forming in my stomach.

Jimin : "Yoongi, come here and eat. We can talk later."

Yoongi: "I'm not hungry anymore,"

he said, his voice tight with suppressed emotions.

Jimin : "You can be angry at me, but not at food,"

I pleaded, trying to soften his mood.

Yoongi : "My hunger died and was filled with questions,"

he retorted, his eyes burning with a painful mix of curiosity and hurt.

Jimin : "Stop your nonsense and COME HERE RIGHT NOW,"

I commanded, my voice laced with a sharp deep tone, something I usually avoided.

Yoongi : "Stop shouting at me. Don't use that voice, I'm not that scared Yoongi anymore,"

he said, his voice trembling, his words laced with defiance.

Jimin : "I am the one who made you brave,"