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Chapter 20 - Yoongi

"You can't be trusted for one fucking second Jin," Yoongi hissed as he held me tightly in his arms while I was asleep. He headed for the door, "taking advantage of her like that. You have no shame at all."

Jin crossed his arms and sat on the edge of his bed while giving Yoongi a glare, "out of all the people here, the last one I need to be judged by is you. Please do not think, for one minute, that you are any better than me." Jin took a moment to glance at me, dressed in one of his shirts that sat just above my knees.

"I don't think that at all, but at that moment you are no better than Yong-Jun." With his last remark Yoongi stepped out of Jin's room and walked to his own while carrying me in my sleeping state. I was utterly exhausted and had ended up passing out on the bed.

"I'm dissapointed in myself." Yoongi whispered, looking down at me as my head leant into his chest. "I'm so sorry."

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I woke up the next morning feeling sore and tired. I think I might've over slept from pure exhaustion. When I sat up I saw I was no longer in Jin's room but in the familiar residence of Yoongi's bedroom.

I looked around, dissapointed that the room was bare of the man in question. I looked to my feet and noticed the photo album that Yoongi had warned me not to look through was opened, a marker sitting on the center of it's open page.

I cautiously crawled over toward it. Curiosity of why Yoongi didn't want me to look through it just gave my mind the more reason to do it. I looked at the page Yoongi had left it open on and saw that he had marked out some strange dots and dashes across the bottom of it- causing me to stare at it in a confused manner.

I inspected the pictures more closely.

Within one photo stood younger versions of the 7 men I already knew, the looked in their teenage years and were beginning to resemble an old fashioned mafia group. As I flipped through the pages I realised that they all held Yoongi's most content memories of the family he probably only ever knew. It was everyone in this house, they were the only people that he felt he could trust.

I turned to another page and saw them standing with a man I hadn't seen in the album before. But his face was all too familiar to me. In the hand that had an arm wrapped around Yoongi and Namjoon's shoulders welcomingly was an opium pipe, which was one of the greatest drugs in the Korean black market, and to both his sides stood the rest of the boys.

My hand shakily tore away from the album as I realised who the man was. In my state of shock I stood up from the bed and moved over to the desk Yoongi usually sat at and leant on it gently.

"Father.....?" I mumbled in shock. How did he have connections with these men? Surely he wasn't in the business....he couldn't be...it isn't possible. Reality was suddenly shifting in a balance I wasn't ready for.

I knelt down on the floor and clasped my arms around myself as I felt my chest begin to tighten on its own as my heart began to slowly break.

"(Y/N)!" Shouted out Yoongi in a panicked tone as he stepped into the room to find me in the hysterical state that I was in.

"Please just breathe..." He pleaded as he placed his hand on my back, sending shivers through my body as I continued to cry out in both pain and the emptiness that my heart now was.

The man I had thought had died for no reason, the man I thought would never do any wrong, turned out to be a no good drug dealer like the rest of them. He had lied to me, he had lied straight to the eyes of his innocent daughter when she asked if her father would ever hurt another man.

Suddenly everything I was told by him didn't seem to hold any truth.

"Look I understand that Jin might've handled you bad but please just breathe- you are starting to hyperventilate..." Yoongi's eyes scanned me over in a sudden gaze of concern.

"It's not fucking Jin-" I cut myself off.

The fact that he was assuming that Jin was the reason I was crying, was annoying. I couldn't let him know I was looking at the photo album, who knows what they might do to me if I confess. I was going to let him assume that Jin was the cause of my break down.

He gently pulled me toward him and held my head to his chest as he shifted his body to make me sit in his lap. He closed his eyes and let out a warm line of breath down the back of my neck in a sigh.

"You're safe with me (Y/N), I promise you." Yoongi whispered to me sweetly, his sudden attitude change made me wipe my eyes and clear my throat of the aching pain as I began to steady my breathing so that I could become slowly content with my mind.

Yoongi's soft and gentle movements almost made me forget all about who I was with or what my situation was. I had so many questions, but now I couldn't ask. My snooping manner would be revealed and they wouldn't trust me.

"You are safe with me (Y/N)..." Yoongi whispered to me as he gently guided my head to rest comfortably in the crook of his neck.

((Yoongi is the most beautiful and caring man you will ever know-

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