La Douleur Exquise || Min Yoongi

Chapter 20

A/N: Hello again. Yes, I know - it's been 84 years since I posted but a lot happened these past months and I have writer's block so yeah... But, to make up for my absence, I'm giving you a really long chapter (I ain't even kidding, 10k+ so buckle the fuckle up cause it's kinda angsty too!). Enjoy! 💜

Taehyung: "WHAT?!" the boy's booming voice exploded in the apartment, making you wince. Your best friend was pissed and there was a real danger the source of those emotions might get strangled in their sleep.

It was well past noon on January 2nd when you had opened the door to find Jimin and Jungkook staring at you with concern. Without even asking, you ushered them inside, impatient to find out what was on their minds. You knew the two well enough to be sure they wouldn't be looking the way they were - all somber and grave, if it wasn't something serious. The thought that the males might be in some sort of trouble pained you, an uneasy feeling settling in your chest.

As it turned out, you should have been more concerned about your own problems, which you had been avoiding ever since the new year's party. Luck was definitely not on your side with the beginning of the year, otherwise you wouldn't be feeling like someone had just slapped you in the face when you got an answer as to why the roommates looked so distraught. It was very simple actually - Jimin had seen you.

Yes, you were confused too when he blurted that "I saw everything" out of the blue and your face said as much, judging by the look the boys shared. You cursed your slow wits fifty times over when Taehyung walked out of his room just as the question, held in your face, was answered.

Jimin: "I saw Yoongi hyung kissing you."

Those six words were the reason Taehyung was fuming right now and the other boys had to physically hold him back from storming out the door and potentially tracking down Yoongi to rip his throat out.

Y/N: "Tae, calm down!" you tried to placate him, knowing all too well he would actually run out to do that, not even bothering to put on anything more than the attire he had now - shorts and a loose tank top; he was still lounging around in bed before your pack members came around.

Jimin had picked up on your worries and hurried to explain, his tongue tripping over the words in an attempt to blurt them out faster. Apparently, the boy and his omega had stumbled out in the balcony on the far right of the ballroom for some fresh air - the one that just so happened to have a clear view of where your disastrous meeting with Yoongi took place that night.

While they were... talking (at that choice of word you saw Jungkook purse his lips, trying to bite back the snide comment you were sure ran through your own mind as well, because since when did shoving your tongue down a girl's throat count as talking, but that was beside the point), the couple heard arguing. No surprise there - you hadn't really thought about it back then but your voice must have been pretty high, certainly loud enough for your friends' keen wolf hearing, the entire conversation made beyond clear to them.

When the couple realized it was you and Yoongi quarrelling, Anna had suggested to leave because it was none of their business. And they would have done just that, if they hadn't seen Yoongi grabbing you around the waist and slamming you against the wall. Instinctively, your eyes fell shut as growing mortification overtook you. A low menacing snarl ripped from the back of Taehyung's throat as he listened to Jimin explain the kiss in, what you thought to be, unnecessary detail. The fact you hadn't answered the older's kiss seemed to appease your best friend's wild side... or so you thought.

Taehyung: "Wait... So you rejected him?" you nodded in conformation, still tense, and even more so when the beautiful chestnut color of his eyes bled into an ominous shade of crimson "AND HE STILL TRIED TO FORCE HIMSELF ON YOU?!"