"Look Yoongi, I know this is a lot for me to ask especially since we haven't know each other for awhile but, I really can't go back. I'm scared. I was wondering if I could stay with you? Until I find a place of my own."
-A fanfic where Jimin has so...
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Yoongi stood in the same position. He didn't want to cause a scene in such a small area. If anything he wanted to throw as many punches as he wanted without there being any witnesses to see him.
Yoongi grabbed the items and headed out the door. On the left side of the store was a little alley. That's where he had stayed for a good five minutes, waiting for the grey haired male to come out.
He looked as if he had sobered up a bit based the way he was walking. The cigarette was still lit and against his lip. After that single puff of smoke, Yoongi quickly grabbed him by the collar into the alley and shoved him against the brick wall.
"Are you Taehyung? Jimin's boyfriend?" Yoongi spoke in a sharp tone. The taller male had only chuckled. Vodka and tobacco invaded Yoongi's nostrils. "Really? Why would I care about someone as pathetic as that bitch?"
That was the final straw. His fist had made contact with the males jaw making him stumble backwards. He then tackled him to the ground throwing punches to his face.
"Get up." Yoongi said. Both men were breathing profusely with sweat dripping down their faces. Yoongi grabbed a chunk of his hair, pulling him up. His prefect face had been replaced with a bunch of bruises as well as blood leaking from his nose and lips. But that grin. That grin only pissed Yoongi off more.
Yoongi had loosened his grip on his hair. "What the fuck are you smiling at?" Taehyung had used the lack of contact as an opportunity attack the older. He had given a quick jab to his stomach to back Yoongi off before punching him square in his nose. Yoongi fell on his back but quickly shook it of, and got back on his feet. The grey haired male was shuffling through his plastic bag. Yoongi quickly ran behind him with his fists ready. As soon as Yoongi had gotten close enough to Taehyung, he had turned around in the nick of time and smashed a beer bottle against the side of his head.
The blue haired male had fallen against the concrete floor, blood dripping down his face. His vision became blurry and with beer covered clothes, Yoongi had thought it was over. Taehyung had thought otherwise. The rigged edges of the broken beer bottle as well as Taehyung became visible. He grabbed Yoongi by the collar and placed the bottle against his neck slowly piercing him.
Yoongi's throat became dry and his eyes felt heavy. He soon began to think of Jimin and how he felt. Continuously being petrified about this violent human being. That wasn't love. All Yoongi wanted to do when he came home now, was to really show Jimin love. And if he had to kill Taehyung to do that. He would. In. A. Fucking. Heartbeat.
With the little shot of energy left, Yoongi was able to grab the bottle away from his grip and throw it far from his reach. He then kicked Taehyung in the stomach making him fall from the ground. Yoongi punched him until he felt a throbbing sensation in his hands.
"Next time, I'll kill you? Understand?" Taehyung had only responded by throwing up blood.
"I'll take that as a yes."
••• Told you I'd get better, didn't I?
Okay but for real tho, I'm honestly thinking about changing the title name since this story isn't really around the laundromat anymore but idk.
Anyway.. I also wanted to apologize for not updating yesterday. Ya girl was all out of ideas on what this chapter was going to be. So sorry about that.
Yoonmin appreciation
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Okie but peep Jimins tiny hands touching Yoongi's bony ones.
