opposed - jeon jungkook/ min yoongi

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"oh my god when will you learn" a females voice boomed in yoongis ears, echoing into the empty cell

looking through the metal bars yoongi looked up at the displeased couple, woman tapping her heel with impatience

"when will you stop trying to get me to act like a christian child like your son" he shot back smirking as he heard an annoyed sigh.

this is the third time over the course of two weeks that he's been arrested and placed into the bright cell, not staying over night due to his aunt being the nice lady she is never got tired of bailing him out

"how do you set fire to a pool yoongi! it seems as if you just want us to put you in this place" the woman exclaimed throwing her hands up

"i mean it's fairly warm here and i've made friends with mark over here" he gestured at the big man with a white goatee, tattoos covering his face and arms looking back at yoongi with a threatening face.

he looked back at the police officers

"we're working on it" he smiled, gums showing almost taunting the couple behind the bars linking his hands together

he heard a frustrated groan and clinking of heels walking away, sound fading.

"look kid, i know about what's going on with your family situation, but your aunt really loves you and i'm pretty sure her heart breaks when she sees you like this" Officer Jeon said in a low stern voice

yoongi could see mrs Jeon's eyes softening frown slowly disappearing

he stayed quiet closing his eyes, adam's apple popping out as his head leant back to the cold wall

he heard whispers until footsteps walked away from him.

his sleeping was cut short by one of the officers banged on the pole with his nightstick making yoongi snap his eyes open, glaring at the man unlocking the door

"your aunt is here to pick you up" he sighed fixing his slanted hat

he slowly got up from the metal bench wiping his jeans off walking out, not before looking back at mark waving a sad hand goodbye.

the car ride was silent, only cars passing by and the hum of the car invading the quiet

a bright neon sign blazing it's colors inside of the car as they passed by a diner.

"you don't need to keep bailing me out auntie" he said softly semi slamming the door shut locking it

he pulled his red sweatshirt revealing his loose white shirt, collarbones exposed his milky white skin

as he walked over to his mirror he put on music to calm himself down as he put some ointment on his bottom lip wincing at the pain.

it wasn't like he wanted to fight, the damn guy just pissed him off when he wouldn't leave that girl alone

he obviously took the first punch hurling his fist into his face, the guy took a good punch at his mouth and nose before blacking out

putting a plain colored bandaid  sideways onto his nose he grabbed a sharpie drawing two medium exes on each side.

"fucking dickhead" he ran a hand through his black silky strands of hair