First love//{sequel} Yoongi x Reader

Chapter 9

YOONGIS POV

From the corner of my eye I could see Y/N standing infront of the cinema. There he was wrapping his disgusting arms around her making her beautiful face touch the ugly lips of his.

To bad that I promised her to not harm Seok or I would have punched him straight in the face. Why was she loving him? I'm the only one who should be by her side.

At least I'm truly loving her unlike him. Look Y/N what you're making me do. I feel like a fool. Nobody ever made me feel so emotional before. „See you Seok."

Y/N bid Seok goodbye before signaling me that everything was ready for me to make my move. It's stalking time. Pulling my bucket head down, I started to follow him . Hopefully I will success this time.

Shouldn't I feel bad for trying to make Y/N break up with Seok? But wouldn't it be better if she would leave him. According to her he might be the perfect carring boyfriend but for me he was only a cheater.

Actually I don't know why I'm blaming Y/N that much. How was she even supposed to know that she was dating one of the biggest and most famous fuckboys of Seoul. She just moved here.

Her words crossed my thoughts again. „I won't admit that I could be wrong about Seok but his messy hair gave me worries." If Seok was really meeting with other girls one after another then this time I will bust him for sure.

Should I shout out busted when I capture him? No this is an undercover mission. Also I am way to swag to do childish things like this. Taehyung would probably do that kind of stuff .

Still sunken in my thoughts my eyes where narrowed at Seok, who was walking quite fast ,making it hard for me to keep up. I'm so doomed if he starts running now. My endurance was already bad enought for an Idol.

In times like this it would be really awesome if I was Jungkook,Jimin or Hoseok. Their endurance was just amazing. Stop getting distracted Yoongi you have only one job to do. Maybe I should listen to some ganster music to create the perfect atmosphere.

I was about to pull out my headphones as I realised that Seok was gone. Shit I just looked away for one second and he was gone already. Seeking I spun around. Propably I will find him again. Where would a guy like him go to hook up new girls?

That's it. My gaze wandered to the neon sign at the building. Seok standing right infront of it. Of course he will be at the club. Where else could you get some girls which are in a drunken state to bed.

Min Yoongi you sure are a handsome looking genius with many talents. Okay I definitely spend to much time with Jin. Although the two of us weren't sharing a room. How can he be so in love with himself.

I wonder if he get's a girlfriend will he call her beautiful? Focusing on Seok again I saw him walking into the club. Great now I have to fight myself through drunken underaged people with fake IDs.

Infront of the entrance stood a tall guy. To be honest I didn't like the feeling to look up at someone. It was even annoying me when I'm talking to Namjoon.

But this guy was almost an entire head taller. Fiercely he was looking at my ID card, with an ugly ass picture on it. I was holding up the card, while trying to resist his gaze, until the guy nodded and I could make my way inside.

The club air was humid. Hundred of people stood side by side on the floor, dancing to the music, while enjoying their lives. The sense of alcohol and sweat settled down in my nose.

As soon as the beat droped the crowed went crazy. Dance fighting my way through the crowd straigt to the bar, my eyes wandered around in hope to find Seok again.

I'm gonna smash something if I fail again. Because if I'll miss this chance as well I only had a single on left. After this one I could see her never again.

My body started trembling at this thought. That was why I couldn't loose. I wouldn't survive without her. Like a drug she had affected my brain.

After I ordered a drink I sat down away from the people. Or at least I wasn't standing in the middle of the dancefloor. There where way to many people in the club, causing me to feel uncomfortable.

Social anxiety was a curse. Watch your back Seok. Nobody's forcing me in a club without a revenge.

A horrible high pitched laught pierced right through my ears and caught my attention. It was an obviously drunk girl laughting about something the guy sitting next to her had said.

The guy was Seok. One arm wrapped around the still laughting girl. He can't be that funny. For sure it was the alcohol the girls was drinking like water or otherwise she wouldn't sit next to this ass who was playing with Y/N's heart.

Cause there was no way that I am less funny than Seok. I bet Y/N had never laughed about his jokes. "Hey handsome wanna have some fun?"

A young woman in a quiet tight and short dress stood infront of my. Disgusted I observed her. "No go away." She let out a groan. "You're gay right?"

"Wait. What? Why?" How dare her to talk to me? Drunk she pointed at Seok and the other girls. "You where watching him the entire time."

"I'm not interested in him nor in you okay?" A chuckles escaped her mouth as she placed a hand on my arm, causing me to shiver. "Come on you can tell Noona everything."

"Back the fuck off." Angrily I slammed her hand away. Pouting the girl started at me. "Your not funny." Before the girl vanished in the crowd again, she turned around making a face.

Little brat. I whipped invisible dust away at the spot where she had touched me. Disgusting. There was no other words to describe her.

Sunken in my thoughts I haven't realized that I really had been glaring at Seok the entire time. What I didn't noticed was him
likewise  glaring at me.

With a hint of amusement in his eyes he flashed me an evil grin. Slighly panicing I realized that I was busted. Seok had recognised me. Now he was aware of me that I followed him the entire time.