why (yoonmin)

chapter 10

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K.N. K.S.

"So what do you think of yoongi's man?" Jin turned to Namjoon as they browsed a Victoria secret store.

"He's..... Alright. Looks like someone who's bound to be full of secrets and not the type to tell them. Why do you ask?" He watched Jin look in a pile marked for Clarence.
" I was just curious, I'm not exactly sure what to think either but I got a weird vibe from him. Should we be letting them be alone like this ?"

" well didn't yoongi say they've been together for 6years? I'm sure things are fine and that your motherness is just showing." Jin narrowed his eyes at Namjoon through the parted legs of the half body statue set in the middle of the display showing off some of the selection. Namjoon shrugged. "I'm sure it's nothing but let's just watch them then if you're that worried. Can we leave? We are getting looks." Jin placed a pair of black lace underwear back on the table. "Yeah I guess. You know the rules, no telling them where we went when we meet up." Namjoon nodded and they left the store.

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M.Y.
"Look at the cat, he looks like you. Probably has your fluff personality too." I gently tapped my fingers against the glass wishing I could pet him. I took my eyes from him and saw Zico smiling at me with a phone in his hand. "What-did you just take a picture of me ?!" I saw another flash. "Delete it, I look like shit. I didn't even style my hair. "
I rushed over to him but before I could do anything he exited the screen. I pouted.
" that ain't fair. At least let me see the atrocity." Zico shook his hair and continued walking further into the pet store. In the back there were the dogs in the little show boxes, the dogs were puppies thankfully and could fit in the medium sized area with somewhat ease.
"Really though, I want to see the picture." I stood next to him looking at the dogs, I wasn't sure what breed they were but they were cute with long tails.
Zico reached into his pocket and lifted up his phone for me to see.
There was a very concentrated, loving looking yoongi as the lock screen. It wasn't that bad but I wasn't going to let him know.

'Why are we playing around? We have work to do'

More and more people started to file in the store, probably because it was in the afternoon hours now. I tugged on ZICO'S jacket a brief moment then started to make my way out of the shop.

'That was the perfect opportunity, what are we doing?'

I didn't look back to see if he was following. I felt an odd feeling start to present it's self in the pit of my stomach. I needed to find someplace I can be alone, think without being bothered. Why did I tug on his jacket if I didn't want to be followed?

'We need him.'

I started to walk faster and took a quick look behind me. He was following me but he was on his phone and a few lunges behind me. I looked above me at the signs. There was a bathroom in the corner between two shops. Perfect. I picked up my speed quickly leaving Zico behind and made my way into the bathroom.
There were a few people doing their business, of course. It was a busy day and obviously people were going to be in here. Fuck.

'Scare them out. I'll show us how.'

I shoved my hand into my pockets and let out a sigh that was stopped midway as I felt something cold get wrapped around my fingers. The feeling was getting stronger and stronger. I don't remember putting my pocket knife in my pocket before leaving. How did it get in here?

'Why do you never listen to us? Let us show you how to do things. Maybe then you'll remember.'

I pulled the knife out and flashed it. "Get out now."
Two guys looked over to me looking over my appearance, eyes landing on my hand then widely in shock. It took them only a moment to shake their shit and leave without a word. I walked up the stalls kicking them open making sure no one else was in there with me. I threw the knife to the ground. It skidded out of sight only to hit the porcelain bottom of a toilet. Good. I locked the door to assure my loneliness in the room. A small grunt of sorts left my mouth as my back hit the wall. I felt cold, hurt, scared. I wanted to be held but all the same alone, so fucking alone.