why (yoonmin)

chapter 13

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K.N. K.S.

"It's Been 6 hours. Are you sure he's not dead ?" Jin looked at Namjoon who was busy working out the kinks for everyone's contracts on the couch across from him.
There was only a subtle nod of namjoon's head and it didn't help the feeling go away.

A few minutes had passed before a shrill noise coming from Jin's phone made them both jump. Yoongi's name and a picture of the man popped up on the screen and Jin did everything in his power to calm his racing heart.

"Hello ? Yoongi?" Jin looked at Namjoon who was equally surprised with a hint of 'I told you so' in his eyes.

"Hey Jin. I just woke up and got all your texts. Thanks for spamming my phone by the way. " yoongi sounded like he hadn't slept in days and his words were slow.

Jin gave a small giggle. " ya, sorry about that. So how are you ? Are you okay, do you need anything ?" There was no beating around the bush today.

There was a long pause and a drawn out breath on the other line.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm with Zico outta town for a few days to clear my head and stuff. I'm not exactly sure what happened to me. .....He said he was going to fill me in once I had something to eat, but then my phone started to go wild."

"Oh well we have a meeting with the BIGHIT company soon so come back before then, please. Take care of yourself yoongi and call us if you need anything, I mean it." Jin let his face drop. He wasn't sure why he had an unsettling feeling start to form in the pit of his belly and it scared him.

"I will." There was a click and then silence. Jin looked up at Namjoon with sad eyes. The other looking just as confused.

"Something going on and I don't like it joon." Jin threw his phone on the table and got up to stretch his legs and arms. " I'm going to make some food for us." He walked away leaving Namjoon to himself.

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P.J.
Taehyung sat across from me, we were deep into a staring contest. I was winning. Until the door swung open with a loud bang as it hit the wall behind it.
"THE HELL HOBI?!" Taehyung laughed with hoseok and Jungkook while I tried to find my heart. "I thought you and kookie weren't coming over until later tonight ?" Hoseok turned to look at me with a smile and open arms.

"Yeah, well we couldn't wait to get this theory in play so we rushed over here after the conversation. Oh and we got some snacks for us too." He lifted a bag up and sat it on the coffee table in the middle of the living room.

"What were you two doing?" He walked back to the dinning area of Jungkook and taehyung's small apartment where the rest of us stood in various locations throughout the room.

"We were having a staring contest."

"Yeah, and I was going to win until a horse stormed through the living room scaring me into blinking first. Thanks." Asshole.
I played my best pouty face and looked into the eyes of hoseok who only smiled with pride. Petty. But I loved him still.

"So, down to the real issue here ? What are we going to do about Zico ? Yoongi doesn't need to be involved with something like Zico now that he's going to be an idol soon. There can be nothing to tarnish his rep." Hoseok shoved his hands in his pocket to keep from fidgeting.

"Whatever it is we have to keep on the low. I don't think he'd hurt us since we are with yoongi but that doesn't mean we should trust him." I nodded in agreement.

"I have his number." Everyone looked at me

"How did you get it?" Taehyung looked at me with wise eyes.
" um... the Internet. There's a site I'm on deep within the web. Ya...anyway. I can text him and whatever. " heads nodded.
"Okay. I don't think we should treat this as a hostage situation but that's a good fall back plan. What have you talked to him about so far ?"

I looked at Jungkook somewhat hesitant to share all the texts.
"I uh...I asked hims what his intentions with yoongi were.. He told me it was none of my business and that was it. Then he started to ask me where yoongi was. Poof. We have reached the present time and date." Taehyung laughed but hoseok looked upset a bit. I shrugged my shoulders. " what's the plan now that we have gathered this important information ~~?" I sing songed at the end to ease the sudden growth of tension.

"Let's text him again see if we can get him to leave yoongi, if he refuses I guess we can stoop to harassment. If he is in a gang he won't contact the authorities and he can't hurt us otherwise yoongi will hate him and he doesn't want that I'm sure." I looked at Jungkook in shock.
" have you done shit like this before ? That was like, pro status planning."

"I've had a lot of girl trouble in the past. Had to do some things to get them to leave me alone,mall in the past. Let's move on...." He shifted on his feet, eyes to the ground. I followed his wishes and left the topic.

"Ok so, let's get this over with. The sooner the better."

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Me: I have something to talk to you about
Dico: what is it?
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"What do I say next ?"
"Ask him if he would ever leave yoongi."

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Me: I want to know what it would take for you to leave yoongi.
Dico: XD haha you're kidding right ? That's so funny. Why do you want to know ?
Me: everyone knows you're a gang leader, we don't want yoongi involved with you. He's going to make it big and he can't have anything to ruin his dreams.
Dico: okay. Let's do this, let's let yoongi choose what he wants and then we will leave things at that, ya? Now if you will excuse me, yoongi and I have to go to the doctors.
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"I have a bad feeling guys." I looked up from my phone to taehyung.
"I do too. We have to tell Namjoon and Jin. Let's go meet with them." We walked out the door of the apartment and started in the direction of Namjoon and Jin's.

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Z.
I put my phone down once we made it into the room, annoyed at people getting into my business without asking me.
"How are you feeling now?" I looked at yoongi who made his way across the room and laid on the bed, his eyes were closed but he was awake. It only slightly worried me.
"I'm better than I was. My arm still stings. Dumbass decision I made. Ha. Fucking idiot."his voice softened at the end. I walked over to the bed and lowered myself down to sit next to his head, I grabbed his left arm and brought it up to my lips and let them brush against the bandage that covered the cut, protecting it from infection and irritation. "Babe, you're anything but. You're going through a hard time. It's okay. I still love you." I offered a small smile and held his hand. He looked up at me with a sad look and closed his eyes.

"Nap with me. I'm tired and I don't want to be alone."
"Yeah, I'll be right here. When you wake up I'll call P.O. And get you check out okay?"
There was silence but he really didn't have a choice. Even though his friends think I'm a bad motherfucker- I am - I still care for those I love.
His breathing steadied confirming that he was a sleep. I was left to my thoughts and they went for the back of my mind where I stashed the memory of the note he'd written to himself. I didn't really want him to forget about me again, I was miserable the last time thought I simply thought he had moved on in life. I was half way right.

But I also didn't want him to suffer like he had before. Sleepless nights took a bad toll on his body and left him half dead sometimes. I hated it and he wouldn't let me interfere and help him get better. Stubborn fool, but he was my fool, he still is. I ran my hand throughout blond beautiful hair as he slept hoping it would be a good sleep.

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