This does have some plot-related points tied to the game, so SPOILERS to some of you. This occurs after Yoosung 'Forgives' V in the game....I don't remember much of what I read on the wiki since that was WEEKS ago, but anyway, let's go!
Even though I said it, I really don't forgive V. If she hadn't met him, I bet she would still be alive, but whatever.
I was following him down the sidewalk at a distance. It was late at night, the fluorescent lights along the street glowing in the city night sky. It was crowded, with slutty girls strutting down the street trying to get customers, and then there was me, stalking V.
Why was I stalking? Well, He apologized, but I'm trying to see if his behavior suggests that he was behind Rika's death. I saw him step into a building, and I followed behind another guy heading into the same place. But what surprised me was what I was walking into......
A gay strip club.
V's POV
I walked into the club and found a quiet spot where I could take good photos. My friend owns the place and wanted some photos of the floor while it was open.
A performer was on the stage, already showing off the copious amounts of cash in between the straps of the thong he was wearing, but I just took the pictures and moved to get a better angle.
As I zoomed in on the watching crowd, I spotted a set of eyes on me, but when I tried to look they were already gone, but I did see the golden hair I admired so move quickly away from me towards the opposite wall.
I made my way over towards him, and Yoosung flinched when he saw that I had made my way next to him.
I hated the thought that he hated me when in fact I loved him, but I also knew that if I even wanted a chance I was going to have to hold back every desire in my body and play it nice and safe until he stopped hating me.
*sighs*
I took Yoosung's wrist and led him towards the back, where my friend had set up a private room for me so that I could stay here the entire night without passing out on the floor. Surprisingly, Yoosung didn't say anything. I looked back briefly at him as I unlocked the door with the card that was given to me, and he seemed lost in his thoughts, staring blankly forward and not even noticing that I was taking him into a room alone.
I opened the door and led him to the red booth, which was next to the mini bar on the opposite wall. That's all the room consisted of; a booth and a mini bar, but it was enough for me. Yoosung had finally gotten out of whatever state of mind he had been in and was frantically looking around the room, his eyes repeatedly glancing at the door.
"Why did you follow me here.", I asked calmly, seeing him look up at me.
He sat down in the booth and changed his look into a glare before opening his mouth.
"I don't forgive you. I'm trying to prove that you caused Rika's death in one form or another, but so far it's futile."
"Why would you think-"
"BECAUSE I LOVED HER!", he screamed at me, the tears starting to roll down his face. "She was my best friend, and it comes at a shock to get a call that the one person you treasured is going to buried the next day.", he said as he started to sob.
"I didn't want to go buy the black suit for the occasion, I didn't want to believe she committed suicide, AND I STILL DON'T!"
At this point, he was crying so hard he wasn't able to speak, and I didn't know what to do. I knew that they were close, but not that close. I mean, she didn't talk about herself all that often when we were together...when she was alive.
I sat down next to him, and pulled him into my chest, feeling his body shake in sadness and anger, and who knows what other emotions were fueling those tears.
Eventually, he calms down and is breathing normally again, sniffling every minute or so. He was so cute in my arms, his hair brushed the underside of my chin, and he had formed a human ball in my lap, cuddling me as if he was a kitten or something.
After another few minutes, I heard him snoring softly, and I smiled softly, kissing the top of his head gently.
"I love you, Yoosung."
To my surprise, I saw his ears turn bright red, and his sleepy eyes met mine. A blush coated his cheeks, and to my surprise, he reached for my face and brought it toward him gently before planting a kiss on my lips.
