There's a MONSTER in the elevator, Yoonmin fanfic

3. The troublesome case of suite number 5

✧ Yoongi

The monsters always spoke a lot when making their voice heard and presence known. They spoke a lot... But they sucked at answering. Easy questions with simple answers weren't usually a problem. However, more crucial questions like...

"What are you?"
"What do you want?"
"Why me?"

Never. They remained quiet.
So when I asked the monster inside of me the question "Does it have to be Park Jimin?" as I was sweaty, gross and on my limit from running with the red-haired boy's hand still gripping onto my wrist... I was met with only silence.

God dammit.

"Yah! Slow down!" I complained, feeling my bangs stick to my forehead from all the sweat.

Running in a uniform was truly hell and it sure didn't help that Jimin only sped up further from my whining. So did also the woman we were chasing who long ago had noticed us ever so clumsily following her.

"She's wearing heels, we can catch her!" Jimin yelled back at me and made me curse once again at his loud voice.

I took a brief glance around my surroundings and... Huh? Weren't we running really slowly? Indeed. We still hadn't gotten very far from the hotel and Kim Youngjin was staggering forwards on her heels in a somewhat ugly-looking sprint in front of us that sure as hell was anything but fast. Jimin and myself, well... Running was never my strong side.

Jimin suddenly stopped and dropped my arm in a frustrated gesture.

"Aish! You're so slow. I would have caught her already!"

"You're dumping me? Here?" I argued, pretending to be offended between my exhaused breathings.

"What am I supposed to do?" He turned around to make sure that she hadn't gotten too far away while speaking.

"Wah, you kidnapped me and now you're dumping me?" I sulked and gripped onto his hand, making sure he wouldn't be able to go anywhere.

He sighed, "Fine, but you need to run properly at least a little..."

Jimin turned back to me again and I smiled, taking the chance to pull him closer. He gasped as he almost stumbled into my arms by the sudden movement. I flashed a small smile and bit my lower lip in a way that I knew always melted the ladies.

"What are you gonna do for me if I run, Park Jimin?" I whispered in a low voice.

"Gross. Stop joking around, let's run."

... Hah? And so we started running again, without any more stops for flirting. For real this time.

✧ Jimin

I felt my cheeks heat up as I was running and surely, it was not only because of the actual running but an effect caused by Yoongi's cheeky flirting. He was running properly now at least and we started catching up to Kim Youngjin. However, as she herself realized that, she quickly changed tactics and ran in through a nearby restaurant instead. Our chase had somehow turned into an obstacle course and I glanced worriedly back at Yoongi. He'll make it?

Hell no.

After only a step or two into the restaurant, Yoongi dropped his patience with the matter. He stopped by an innocent bystanders table and I felt his arm flex in my hand as he prepared himself.