[short story]
his life is so messed up and all he does is to get drunk almost every night. what happens when the disheartened broken guy meet her and be someone so close to him? And soon will things change between them?
started: 15/8/17
finished: 18...
a/n: just a little reminder, this story is cliche and hope u can be bare w it
______________________ main chars: -min yoongi -reader (your name(y/n)) _______________________
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min yoongi’s pov
It was another useless nights of mine...
I walked down the street and passed some residencies. I looked around while holding into the soju bottle that I just bought.
I wondered, when will the bright day consume my darkness?
I lifted my hand up and stared at the glass bottle before throwing it away on the ground hardly causing it to shatter as the liquid kept percolating out.
I don’t think drinking is a better option today.
I looked through the contacts in my phone and quickly dialled its number.
Yeah, its.
I don’t call girls she or her, because I don’t find them a human. I don’t wanna call them a bitch either, even a bitch, itself is way more better than girls. Why would you use a clearly innocent ‘female dog’ to name up a whore?
I inserted the phone in my pocket after ending the call when it willingly agreed to spend time with me tonight.
Since it was still early, I made my way to a convenience store nearby to grab a cold water or maybe some snacks?
After I finally got the water, I went to the food section and tried to find for my most fave snacks.
There it is. Oh shit, it’s the last one.
My feet quickly dragged me to it and was about to grab the snack when some random girl took it first. My mood dissipated as I glared at her back.
Before she could walk to the cashier, I grabbed her wrist tightly causing her to whine in pain. She turned around and instead of giving a pissed or an angry face, she gasped when our eyes met and abruptly looked down at the floor.
Don’t tell me she is being shy.
Disgusting.
“Give me that food.” My voice went out raspy and dried. I looked down at her hand where it is.
She shook her head as a ‘no’.
I smirked and scoffed while tightening my grasp around her wrist.
“I said GIVE IT.” I gritted my teeth.
She finally looked up at me while her eyes started to get teary.
How could someone be so weak?
“I said no. It’s not like you can’t find it at the other stores.” She persisted and tried as best as she can to look intimidating which didn’t even work.
I sighed in annoyance and leaned down closer to her face, “sure, I wonder if you would finally give it to me and asked for sex as an exchange after I did this.”
She widened her eyes when I placed my fingers on her chin and started to lean down.
Can’t believe I’m doing this just for a snack.
When my lips finally touched hers, I arched my eyebrows and pulled away from the kiss. She immediately slapped my face and started to cry while yelling “curse you!” for kissing her out of nowhere.
She threw the snacks to me and stormed off, leaving the store.
I stared at the floor. My mind was suddenly clouded with questions.
Out of all girls I’ve made out with, why do my heart beat this fast?
