"Yoongi!" A high pitched squeal came from behind me.
"Shit," I muttered under my breath, not daring to look up from my ice cream.
"Yoongi-ssi," (Y/n) tugged on my jacket, not much affected by the squealing pig that was running towards us, and whined, "I'm cold!"
Setting my spoon down, I took off my jacket and gave it to (Y/n), who gladly put it on and tucked her legs in her skirt. I have to say, her work outfit was cute. A cute brown skirt, a white blouse, and a brown bow in her (h/l) (h/c) hair.
"Yoongi! Why haven't you been writing music? Why haven't you guys gone to concerts?!" The squealing pig grabbed my shoulder and forced me to turn around, also not noticing (Y/n).
"Because, now leave me alone," I slapped her hand away from my shoulder. (Y/n) looked up from her ice cream and watched as I quickly lost my temper.
"That's no way to treat your makeup artist, much less girlfriend," the pig gave a pout.
"Ju-Iun, you are not my girlfriend, and you never will be," I scoffed, waving her away.
"Can we just put the past behind us and restart?" Ju-Iun gave me a pathetic pout, and wrapped her arms around me, despite my disapproving glare.
"You heard Yoongi-ssi. He wants you to leave him alone," (Y/n) rolled her eyes, scooping her last bite of ice cream.
"You're such a messy eater," Jimin chuckled and went to wipe the ice cream off her lips, but I smacked his hand away. "Hyung! Ow!"
I then muttered an apology, but to be honest, I'm really not. He knows that (Y/n) and I are dating. It's his fault. Leaning over myself, I wiped the smaller female's lips, then went back to my glare off with Jimin.
"You need to leave," I remembered Ju-Iun, and heard her talking to (Y/n)-ah.
"Why? Yoongi-ssi invited me," (Y/n) clung to my arm. Usually, I would push someone away if they clung to me, but she's special.
"Because you're in the way," Ju-Iun growled. "I got rid of you before, I can get rid of you again."
(Y/n) stiffened up and lowered her head. "Well, lucky for you... I actually should probably get going... Yeahon is going to be mad," she said softly.
"I'll walk you to Yeahon's," I stood up with her. Ju-Iun growled, but I turned my back to her, looping my arm with (Y/n)'s.
"Shouldn't we be convincing (Y/n) to stay with us?" Namjoon asked, smiling and showing his dimple.
"I don't think we can convince her," Hoseok said. "Just being honest. The girl doesn't remember us, so she probably thinks we're creepy."
"Hoseok," Miihe rolled her eyes.
"I'll meet you guys back at the dorm," I nodded towards them.
"Me too?" Ju-Iun smiled, trying to look cute.
"Of course not."
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Friend | m.yg
Fanfiction*Sequel to Sister* (Y/n) was poisoned and died, but she didn't die, did she? Yoongi helps his girlfriend get her memory back and finds out what happened to her... and how's she's alive.
