Songs -> Stories // Yoonmin

Marco Polo by The Relay Company

In POV of Yoongi

"Got a glimpse of your eyes, soon as you stepped inside..."

"Hey," I nudged Namjoon, "Did you see those three guys just walk in? One of them was hot as fuck."

"Oh, yeah! You should go after him Yoongs!" Namjoon replied, but was quickly reminded of his own boyfriend by an arm being wrapped around his waist. "Jinnie, sweetheart, I didn't think any of them were cute, it was all Yoongi!"

"I don't know, what if he's not gay or thinks I'm ugly?"

I turned my head back towards my friends

"Missed the chance to make my way to your crew."

Now that I think about it, I haven't seen the three who walked in since they entered.. Namjoon, Seokjin, and Hoseok all join me as we take seats at the bar.

"Yoongs, have you seen them?"

"No, not since they walked in."

"Got the nerve finally, to get up on my feet, but you slipped out before I made a move."

"I'm going to find him."

So I search everywhere for this gorgeous guy with a cute smile. I look everywhere in this damn club and I haven't seen him again.

"Marco, polo, tell me what do you know? Where did he go... Hokus Pokus, up in smoke and vanished. Now I'm alone, where did you go?"

I've been searching for what seems like an hour now.

"Did he just fucking vanish?" I mumble in anger as I search the different faces of the crowd.

Where did that cute guy go?

"Asked around for your name, I think you like this game... Gonna find you again, with the help of some friends, gotta be with this guy that's in my dreams."

I went back to the other three who are still sitting patiently at the bar.

Before even talking to them, I asked the bar tender who the cute guy I saw was.

"Did you see the kid walk in... about my height, a wide smile, wearing a loose white dress shirt and ripped black jeans with converse? His hair was parted about here," I gestured where his hair part was, "and he had piercings in his ears here," gestured, "here," shown again, "and here?" I finally gestured for the last time. "Oh, and his hair was a light brown."

"Sorry, man, I have no clue who you're talking about."

I curse under my breath. Seriously?

I groan and turn to my three friends.

"Hey guys.... Can you help me find this kid? You all saw what he looked like. Even finding one of the other two will help."

We all part ways when I swear I see him...

"Abra Cadabra, damn, I thought I had ya. You left me alone..."

I go to the figure and tap him on the shoulder. He turns and smiles flirtatiously at me, but it's not the smile I'm looking for.

Did this kid really leave?

"Now I'm alone, where did you go?"

I sigh after we spend all night searching for this guy. We give up and exit the club.

This kid will stay on my mind, and it really bothers me that I didn't approach him when I could.

Now I simply have to wonder the infamous question of "What if..."