I Need U || Hold Me Tight Sequel

Chapter 4

Min-seo's POV
Waking up the following morning, I found myself cradled in Yoongi's strong arms. I admired his sleeping face. He looked so peaceful and angelic when he was sleeping. "Min-seo" he called out in his sleep, stirring slightly.

Suppressing the giggles about to erupt from my mouth, I called it his name in reply. "M-m-min-seo!" He spoke again, this time fully awakening from his dream. Deciding to tease Yoongi about it, I propped myself up on one arm and smirked playfully.

"Dreaming of me, were you?" I mocked, joyfully provoking him. His face flushed a deep red and he buried his face in the crook of my neck, attempting to hide from the embarrassment. I heard him murmur a small yes. However, deciding I was enjoying teasing Yoongi, I continued.

"What did you say, Yoongi?" I asked, playing the innocent. He shook his head slightly in disbelief and only lifted it briefly to repeat the same three lettered word.

"Still can't hear you~" I sang, enjoying the situation far more than I should. I was then surprised by the rapper standing at the end of the bed, facing me. He held his arms out to his sides and yelled "I DREAMT OF YOU!" at the top of his voice.

However, I still decided I hadn't had enough and continued my pestering. "And what were we doing in that dream?" I questioned, a playful smirk lingering on my lips. Yet again, his face flushed red, making his head resemble a tomato.

Yet again shaking his head in disbelief, he captured my lips in a kiss. "And I'm not telling you the rest of the story" he said, grabbing his jumper and walking out of the room.

It was now my turn to become flustered and turn red. However, that was quickly interrupted by Jungkook running into the room. "Oh! Hey Kookie!" I greeted, smiling a sincere smile. Although, that smile quickly disappeared after he began speaking.

"Okay. Don't be mad, but that girl from yesterday is back." Flames of fury built up in my stomach, my small hands had instinctively balled up into fists. I smiled a fake smile before making myself look presentable and exiting Yoongi's room, Jungkook close to my side.

"Oh look! My best friend is back!" I said, inserting as much sarcasm into my tone as possible. She looked up, painting a fake expression of joy into her own face as well.

"Oh don't flatter yourself hunny! We'll never be friends." She said, rolling her eyes at the end. The unwanted visitor then turned to Jimin and loudly whispered into his ear. "Does she have nothing better to do than sleep round with all the members? First Namjoon, then Yoongi, now Jungkook! I honestly feel pity on her and her sad lifestyle!"

Namjoon briefly made eye contact with me but quickly looked back down to his food. I noticed shame and guilt were written all over his face.

I ignored her snide comment and made my way to Jimin's wardrobe to grab a hoodie. He was always closest to my size and said I could take one any time I want.

"Oh look! She's after you now!" She said, adding her fake laugh. That was it. I'd had enough. Storming out of the room, I grabbed a chair and made my way in her direction. Hoisting the wooden construction above my head, I slammed it into the wall beside her. Obviously, I never had the intention to hit her in the first place. I just wanted to warn her.

She stared at me in disbelief. Using her shock to my advantage, I slammed her against the wall with my hands grabbing her shoulders. I slapped her across the face. Not once. Not twice. But three times before deciding to speak up.

"If you ever. Ever. Speak about me that way again the chair will hit you. And that is a promise." Before I completely left her, I continued. "And I don't break my promises."

Feeling satisfied with the effect I got from my threat, I completely turned around and began walking back into Jimin's room. Just as I was about to make it into the small bedroom, I felt something hard hit my side.

For the third time, I turned around. This time, to be met by my favourite person in he whole entire the world!

Note the sarcasm.

She was shaking under the weight of a chair. Awh! So weak! How cute! I can't believe she thinks she can beat someone as well built as me in a fight. Confidently striding towards her, she cowered with fear.

This time, I went straight to punching her across the face. But before my hard fist could connect with her face, I was launched on top of the table, causing it to break in two under the pressure. Looking to were I was thrown from, I was met by the cold eyes of Namjoon; Of my brother.

"Don't hurt my fiancé!"