To Busan and Back || YoonMin

-Chapter 14-

JAKE STOP READING MY STUFF

-Yoongi POV-

The dull air enfolded me. I had skipped school all week, always thinking about Jimin. He never left me mind until that fateful day. Today.

I muted all my notifications because I didn't want to talk to anyone, just stare at the ceiling and pray for Jimin. But today, I opened my inbox and an email appeared suddenly; it was sent today, at this very moment.

From: Min Daewon

To: me

Subject: Please Read

Yoongi, my nephew, your dad is in the hospital. He has Chronic Obstructive Pulmonary Disease (COPD). Your dad's smoking habit has returned. I thought he stopped after your mother died, but.. I think it's better to hear it from him actually. Please go back to Busan, where your father is. He wants you to stay there and remember him. You are already planned to enroll in a new school and apartment.

Thanks and Regards,

Min Daewon

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Hissing under my breath, I thought my dad is so selfish. He wants his useless son to go to Busan and live there just because he was dying? Why does he even want me there? I can't leave Jimin like this, not in the condition he's in.

I emailed my uncle back:

From: Me

To: Min Daewon

Subject: Please Read

In all due respect, I cannot go to Busan. I will not. My best friend is dying and I have to be there for him. Not my idiot father who never cared for me. He left me alone- so why should I be there for him? I don't understand his way of thinking, but he is selfish and I refuse completely to go. Please understand.

-Min Yoongi

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In fact, I didn't regret this email at all, no matter how rude it sounded. I wouldn't go unless they had to drag me there in a sack, and even then I would put up a fight. A few minutes later - with me basking in my proudness - I got another email.

It was plain and short, but it meant so much.

From: Min Daewon

To: me

Subject: Please Read

I'm sorry.

Baffled. Confused. Flabbergasted. No words could describe the storm of thoughts in my mind. Another short while later, a knock sounded on my front door. I ran downstairs, in my sweatshirt and shorts, my mint hair uncombed and messy.

Tentatively, I opened the door only to see 3 strange men. They stared broodingly at me. I felt out of place with their nicely combed hair and fully black leather clothes. "Hello?" I said flatly.

Then one of them tackled me. It was officially the worst guest service ever. My hand feebly landed on his shoulder, trying to push him away, but his weight crashed down on me. I flattened like a pancake, and as a last resort, I spat in his face. He recoiled away, cringing, as his other cronies ran after me.

By then my feet were already skidding across the slippery floors of my house, and I broke into the garage. I heard them thundering behind me, as I pushed on the speed. My foot slipped behind me, and I landed onto my chin.

When I wriggled on the floor, trying to get up, I heard a growl over my shoulder. "I ensure that you won't forget our names, Yoongi. After all we are brothers."

I stretched my head to glare a him. "Shut up!" I screamed. "Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up!"

One of them came up to me, turned me onto my back, and set me against the wall so I was leaning against it. He bent down next to me and caressed my face softly. "Suga, wasn't it? Your nickname?" I gritted my teeth. He pushed his nose closer to mine, so they were almost touching and he whispered, "I'm Hongbin." He winked at me and pressed his nose to my cheek.

Then he moved away and sat on my legs, facing me. He smiled and laughed to himself. "That is such a cool nickname! Aiyoo, I wish I had one, too!"

A laugh came from one of them, it sounded like "het", though, and he said, "We should call you Bean, Hongbin~ Y'know, like Hongbean."

The other person chuckled softly at his play on words, and leaned against the other wall, watching the playby with a bored face. "And also because he has a brain the size of a bean~"

Hongbin frowned and complained, "You guys are so mean~ Tell me Suga, what do you think it should be?"

"Why are you here??! Who are you??!" I yelled at him.

He pouted and said, "I just told you though~! I'm Hongbin, that's Leo," he pointed to the one who called his brain tiny, "and that's Ravi."

"Y-You're not my brothers, get away from here.." I hissed.

"So rude~"

"Can't we just get to the point," Leo said flatly, and held up a sack. Ravi nodded, and Hongbin sighed.

Instantly, he pressed me against the floor and hovered above me, holding down my arms. "Sorry, brother~" He said, and shoved a towel in my mouth. I struggled more, and kicked out my leg, but it was useless.

Blackness soon engulfed me, and a sharp pain hit my neck. Seconds later, I was out.