After I calm myself down, I say to the boys " Guys, what do we have to do to break this curse??" "YOU have to tell the world who killed us ......" Jimin said mumbling something about falling in love.
"Wait! Hold on, Hold on! How did you guys get hair dye??" I ask confused. "Yoongi goes to the store" Jin said like it was the most obvious thing in the world. "So can all of you leave or just Yoongi?" "Just Yoongi." Jungkook said shyly. "Why?" I ask suspiciously. "We don't know." Namjoon said while rapping his hand in gauze.
"Alright we know that WonWoo and Yuna killed you all. Now what?"I say looking at them. "You have to tell someone important. Like a newspaper writer or a news reporter or someone like that." Hoseok said not even looking at me.
"You act like I know anyone other than you dumbasses." I sass. "LANGUAGE!" Jin screams at me as he walked into the kitchen.
"Do you want me to go with you? We could go to the News station." Yoongi said lowly. "Sure" I said walking out of the house, knowing that he would follow.
~30 minutes later~
"No, I need to see Kim Jinhee now!" I say to the assistant manager of the News station. "Alright, alright. No need to be pissy with me." The bi*ch says. "Don't make me kick you into next year." I said dangerously.
"Mrs. Kim? Someone is here to see you about to Kim boys' case. Ah huh. Okay I'll send them right up. She was talking into her little microphone.
Yoongi needs to stop making faces at me. I swear I will start to smile and that will be really bad. It'll make me look crazy.
"Go straight up the elevator to floor 21. She should be waiting for you to get up there." I nod already in the elevator before she even said what floor.
"What do think she will say?" I ask Yoongi. "She'll most likely think you are crazy, then start to believe you." Yoongi replies to me. "Oh that helps so much" I say sarcastically.
The elevator starts shaking so hard I thought the elevator was stuck. The doors slowly rumbled open to show a beautiful lady with brown eyes, blonde hair and a blue pants suit with matching blue pumps.
"Hello Mrs. K- " I start. "No need for formalities. Now what do you know about the Kim boys?" Right to the point. I like this lady.
"Well where do I start?" I ask timidly. "Where ever you like." She says getting out her clipboard. "Okay, well ummm." My social anxiety breaking through. "Okay," I take a deal breath. "The Kim boys; they were not accidents or suicide, they were murders." She raised a skeptical eyebrow at me. "And you know this how?" She asks. I look at Yoongi out of the corner of my eye, he nods telling me to continue. "Because, I know the murders. They are my great grandparents." I lie swiftly.
~2 hours later~
"Well that went well. I can't believe that she is going to post that tomorrow." I say excitedly to Yoongi on our way home. "Yoongi?" I ask. He nods at me. "Do you want to go somewhere?" "Sure" he says. He kind of sounds embarrassed.
I walk to the nearest bus stop with a skip in my step. I am going to tell him. Today.
The bus came like thirty seconds after we got to the station. Hopping on, I only had to buy one ticket, since Yoongi is invisible to anyone but me. I take a spot in the second row of seats.
"Is this seat taken?" I a rather large woman asks me. All of the seats around me are empty and Yoongi is in the chair. I open my mouth to say yes but she already sat down on Yoongi. I am literally dying of laughter. "Help" Yoongi says from underneath the rather large woman.
I stifle up as much courage as possible "I'm sorry but that seat is taken far a*s." I say as bi*chy as possible. She looks like she's about to cry but moves. "*cough**cough* I'm not okay" he barley wheezes out. I can't stop laughing.
After five minutes of awkward silence- oh wait it wasn't silence, Yoongi was wheezing up a storm- the bus finally came to a stop. Yoongi flew forward in his seat, smacked against the back of the seat in front, and knocked him self of the floor. Today's just not his day.
I shake my head, hold out my hand, Yoongi put his hand in mine. What's wrong with me? Why when he touched me did I shiver. Stupid stupid stupid. Yoongi lifted himself from between the two seats and slide out the door, still holding my hand.
"Where exactly are we going?" Yoongi asks. "To my secret place." I said in my most mysterious voice. He shrugged and let me drag him along.
We could hear the beach waves getting louder and the smell of salt getting stronger. It's time.
"Ummmm, Yoongi?" I ask timidly. "Huh?" He grunts back, while I frown at his answer. "Yoongi, I kinda sorta, like you." I say almost a whisper. "Me? As in you like me?" He asks dumbfounded, I nod my head.
He leaned in close to me.
He
Friggin
Kissed
ME!!!
Omo! Does he like me too???
His lips felt right on mine. We moved in sync. I finally had to pull away for breath. "I like you too." he said to me.
We stood up and walked home.
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