why (yoonmin)

chapter 14

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Z.
The room was very dark when I woke up with a hand being shoved in my face aggressively and a foot jutting into my hip.
"Yoong, wake up." I heard a mumble in protest but nothing happened.
"Yoongi, you're hitting and kicking me. Wake up." I laughed as he slowly lifted his limbs and moved them away from me clearly annoyed at beating woken up in the first place. " we have to wake up now babe. I have some stuff I gotta get done and you need to eat and take some vitamins."

Getting off the bed swiftly I walked to the bathroom across the hall stopping to take a peek at myself in the mirror, handsome, as always. I shot some finger guns to myself with a cocky smirk before continuing my way out of the room to take a well deserved piss. I liked to cal it- take it and shake it- I'm simply hilarious and should have no reason to be single ever in my life. Don't let anyone tell you different.

I finished minutes later - it was a river and I'm lucky my bladder didn't explode- and walked back into the bedroom to retrieve a grumpy yoongi from the bed only to see that he was up and moving around already. A small frown smacked my mouth and yoongi fought it the moment he heard me walking in.
"What?"
"I wanted to wake you up a bit more. You've never been the type of person to wake up on the first call." I folded my arms across my chest and planted a pout over the frown. Yoongi just shook his head before taking his shirt off tossing it to the floor for the maid to pick up when she got back. I let out a small gasp, the disrespect.

I dropped the act and walked over to him pressing his bare back flush against my clothed front. " yoongi." I let his name fall breathy from my mouth into his ear. He hummed and leaned back and turning his head slightly to look at from the corner of his left eye.
" would you ever leave me if it was best for your career ?"

I've always been possessive. It's what made me such the great person I am today. Yoongi was no exception. Especially yoongi. I wanted him happy though even if that meant he had to let me go to do what he loved- dreamed- to do most.

He was quiet for a long moment possibly thinking well about his answer, I didn't mind that. If anything it just made me more curious about his choice.

He let out a quick sigh before turning around to face me fully.
"Z, music has always been my dream and forever will be however, whatever brought this to your attention needs to leave your mind as quickly as it came because there is room for both you and my music career in my life currently." I wasn't expecting that kind of answer but I loved it. I gave him a small smile before giving him a gentle kiss on the cheek.
"What put that stupid thought into your mind ?" He turned back around to finish getting dressed in clean clothes, carefully avoiding anything with tight sleeves. He looked nice in a oversized sweatshirt and my blue jean skinnies. I shook my head free of the improper thoughts that entered my mind in that moment and focused on the task at hand however, I didn't have the heart to tell him it was possibly one of his friends but I also didn't want to lie to him either.

Before I could answer there was a knock at the door. I turned around to see one of my men standing there with his back strait and his eyes looking into mine.
"The enemy has come closer to HQ, sir. your safety is not very promising at this point in time and should possibly go back into hiding with suga,sir." He bowed at the end waiting for my reply.

"How close is close?"
" about 5.8 miles out, sir"
"Shit, that's too close. Get my car ready get all the men you can and get everything worth anything into a truck and take it to my storage. You're free to go ." He bowed and left without question. I felt hands on my hips and leaved into the touch.
"Yoongi, I know what you're trying to tell me, but please just stay with me and stay out of this one?" The grip tightened and I took a moment to look back to see someone I hadn't seen in 5 years. It scared me for a moment to see the fire in his eyes from the thought of going out again after so long. I remember the note he'd written to himself. It made my heart hurt.

Before I could stop him he ran out of the room. He could run fast If he wanted and he really wanted to.

I tried to run after him but I wasn't as fit as him and I kicked myself in the ass for allowing this to happen. I was scared about what was going to happen. This rival gang was much stronger and had numbers and weapons on their side.

The front door was already slung open by the time I reached it. No yoongi in sight. I cursed at myself. I had a few options to go through.
1. Have some of my men go after him, but risk their lives in the process fully knowing I needed all the number I could hold on to to protect what I had.
2. Call up the unknown number, see if they could reach yoongi and get him to calm down.
3. Wait for him to return, dead or alive, all while risking my own life along with it.

I was in a desperate bind and needed any help I could get.

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P.J.

My phone going off in the middle of the night was something I was used to living with taehyung and Jungkook but knowing they both were a sleep in the rooms near mine only made my annoyance grow. I failed to squint read the caller ID and just answered the phone;

"Hello?"
"I'm going to tell you something and you're going to keep it to yourself and tell no one. Got it?"
"A simple yellow back would be wonderful too."
"I don't have time. I only have your number so now you're obligated to help me seeing as this concerns yoongi."
"Is he ok? Where is he? I knew I was right, you're bad for him. You should have-"
"Shut up! Yoongi is not as innocent as you all fucking think, okay? He was- is, my right hand man and for good fucking reason. This is the part I need you to keep to yourself.he's killed people, a lot of people. Well into the triple digits and all of them have been under my command. He never went against my word, if I told him not to do something he listened."

My breathing sped up. How could yoongi be a killer ? He can't even kill the spiders in the practice room.

"Are you there still?"
"Y-yeah. What happened?"
" he ignored me tonight... A rival gang has been watching me and they had made a move, yoongi heard and when I told him not to go after them he ran. Man he can run, fucker." There was a deep intake of air and a heavy sigh that followed. " I'm hoping that one of his friends who he's close with can help calm him down before he gets hurt or worse."
I was confused, I couldn't understand much but it didn't matter much as long as yoongi was in harms way. " um...yoongi and I aren't really close. We've met a few times through mutuals but that was it. I'm not sure if he'd even listen to me."
"We will never know unless we don't try right? Hopefully he didn't ditch his phone and it's still in his pocket." There was a long pause before he started to talk again. " I thought about what you texted me... I talked to him. I have mixed feelings but my heart is telling me that as long as yoongi is happy, that's all that matters but as of right now my heart is telling me that this is all my fault and that I should have left him alone when he came to me." Another voice, faint but noticeable started to speak. " yes, I understand but I'm not leaving until he's safe. Finish getting all my shit." Zico took another breath.
"I have to go. Please let me know what happens." There was a click before I could answer leaving me in my own thoughts and confusion.

Pushing aside everything I called yoongi. I liked him, everyone knew that except the man himself. Hoseok often made fun of me for it until a few weeks ago but I saw that they were closer than they had been so I left yoongi alone. Then he showed up to the mall with Zico. Hoseok was pissed. He threw a fit that he wanted to leave the moment he saw the pair leave the group hand in hand. I was hurt to but I kept quiet vocally, but I voiced my opinion though text directly to the man.

There were a few rings before it went to voicemail the first time. Fucker sent me to voicemail. I would have laughed if his life wasn't in danger. I called back thankfully being answered by his voice and not an automatic one.

"Yoongi, where are you ?"
Laughing, unknown laughing attacked my ears. Yoongi?

-update 6 of 10-