Slut • min.yoongi

14

"so be it don't cry.
I'mma let you go and fly"

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"Sir! you're not allowed to--" i ignored the guy who's wearing round glasses and walk straight in the bar.

my eyes scanned the crowd 'til i found the orange-haired boy, sitting on a couch, crossed legs like a fucking king. girls were surrounding him and even sitting on his lap. i sucked a deep breath. motherfucking cheating bastard.

he is your boyfriend right? so what the fuck is he doing with these sluts.

"Hey! sir--" i spotted the same guy in glasses so i quickly ran towards jimin. He squinted his eyes as soon as he saw me standing infront of him.

"oh, it's you--"

i didn't let him finish his sentence when i grabbed his collar and punched his face, his eyes popped out at my sudden action.

"what the fuck are you--"

"you bastard!" i shouted and he looked confused.

"what did you do to her huh?!" i roared and he seems to came to his senses. he knitted his eyebrows making me want to punch him more.

"who? Lisa? Jennie? Jisoo? or maybe Rose-- oh, wait... you mean that mental bitch?" he said making me want to punch his face again.

"she really thought i'm taking her seriously?" he laughed and i tried to contain mtself from killing him.

"mental?" i asked him and he suddenly laughs devilishly.

"seriously? that bitch is crazy, mental, ill. you don't know?" he said making me more confuse.

"w-what are you..." i said almost mumbling.

"you didn't notice? aww~ i pity you. she has a mental disorder" he said with such a teasing way. he stood up, dusting the invisible dirt in his tuxedo.

"she's just my toy and my friends seem to like her so i let them do what they want with her"

h-he what?

"she is actually really good in bed--"my blood boils and my hands seems uncontrollable,  i found myself punching him to death.