Internet Friends//Min Yoongi

26: Fight.

"Get the hell off him! Yoongi!" You yelled, attempting to pull the oldest male off the younger one.

All Yoongi did was shove you away. You ran back towards the heap of limbs on the ground as they fought with each other.

"Guys! Seriously, stop!" You cried, using all your strength to push the oldest away.

The two boys fought mercilessly with each other, throwing punches at each other.

Yoongi finally budged and tumbled over and you took over his spot, hovering over Hoseok.

Hoseok swung a punch at you, not realizing Yoongi was no longer there. Luckily, you ducked out of the way in time.

"Y/n!!!" Hobi pulled you against him and clung to you tightly, glaring at his hyung.

"You dipshit!" You spat at Yoongi, squirming out of Hoseok's grasp and storming over to the smirking blonde man.

"I can't believe you did that, you're so stupid. Now I definitely won't get back with you. You think you can just come out here and barge into my house and beat up my best friend?!" You yelled, tears flying in every direction as you reached out and shoved him.

Storming over to Hobi and grabbing his hand, you pulled him into your house and slammed the door, leaving Yoongi in the yard alone.

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"Hoseok, your face." You examined his wounds through blurry eyes.

"I'm fine, trust me." He smiled, wiping a few tears off your cheeks.

"No, you're not. Listen, I'm gonna go get my first-aid kit, you stay in the living room and yell for me if uncultured swine comes back in." You replied, weakly returning a smile.

Darting upstairs and turning into the bathroom, you begin rummaging through the cupboards below the sink for your first-aid kit.

Your ears perked up when you heard a small whimper from downstairs.

"Hoseok?" You cautiously stepped outside the bathroom.

Suddenly, you were pushed back in by two strong arms and the door was locked shut.

"Yoongi, what the fuck man?! Did you hurt Hoseok again?!" You snapped, attempting to shove the older male out of the way to access the door.

"Eh, he should be fine." Yoongi snickered, still blocking the door.

"Words cannot describe how pissed I am with you right now, I could fuck you up dude, watch out." You sneered.

"Try me, bitch."

Finally loosing your temper, you grabbed hold of Yoongi's shoulders and shoved him hard against the door.

"Oh... Ow, take it easy." His face scrunched up in pain.

You let go, a small bit of regret pinching your heart.

"Haha, kidding!" Yoongi shoved you against the wall and held your wrists above your head.

"Let me go you psychotic asshole." You demanded, kicking his leg hard.

"Aw, cute. Nah, I'm good."

He suddenly brought his face centimetres away from yours. You could feel his warm breath on your chin.

You squinted your eyes, expecting the worse.

All that came was a soft pair of lips against your own.

You attempted to pull away in dismay.

"What the hell?!" You shouted, struggling to shove Yoongi away.

"It's a prank." He smirked, releasing your wrists from his grasp.

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i'm posting this chapter now because i'm leaving to go camping for the week in the morning. i'll also update when i get home on friday.