strawberries (yoonmin) #WATTYS2019

IX

Thursday, January 11th

It was the next morning, Yoongi was on his way to the bus stop, which is something he hasn't had to do in roughly two years. It was still very cold outside so he was covered in a large black jacket. He didn't get much sleep so his outfit was just a band tee and some probably not clean jeans.

He's taking the bus because he specifically told Namjoon that he'd rather cut both his legs off than to get in a car with Namjoon as the driver. He didn't want to ride the bus, but he was not letting that boy take him anywhere else in that death car.

Yoongi was halfway to the bus stop, his headphones blocking out the sound that would've for sure ruined his mood before he even saw what was causing it.

Namjoon was driving down the street looking for the older boy. He had stopped at his house before but Ms. Min said that Yoongi had already left. He didn't think Yoongi would still be this mad.

And he certainly wasn't ready for the serving of attitude he was about to receive.

He pulled to the side of the street and slowly drove beside the boy, and when Yoongi saw the red car in his peripheral vision he almost lost his shit. He knows that he told Namjoon that he didn't want to see that fucking red car anywhere near him.

"Yoongi!"

The driver window was rolled down, Namjoon had both his hands on the steering wheel as he gripped tightly and yelled again. Yoongi could hear him, he ignored and listened to the Tame Impala song he was playing. He tried to act as unbothered as possible, but it was hard to keep the scowl off his face.

"Yoongi!"

His eyebrows twitched as he tried his hardest to have no reaction. He wanted nothing more than to tell the younger to fuck off.

"Yoongi please!"

"Jesus, shut the fuck up Namjoon!" Yoongi yelled back.

He didn't take his headphones out, he didn't even look at the other. At that moment, Yoongi wanted nothing to do with Namjoon.

"Can we just talk?!" He yelled again.

Yoongi stopped in his tracks and aggressively ripped the white headphones out of his ears. He watched Namjoon slam on his breaks, though he wasn't going fast, and he stared at him with pure disgust in his eyes.

"You fucking almost killed my cousin." Yoongi spat.

"It was an accident!"

"Yeah and maybe our friendship was too. Get the fuck away from me." His tone was cold as ice as he spoke.

Namjoon stared at him for a moment, Breath caught in his throat. He didn't know what to do. He watched Yoongi roll his eyes and turn himself away before he continued walking to the bus stop.

He sat there. He watched Yoongi walk down the street till he turned the corner to stand in front of the bus sign. He sighed and slammed his head down on the steering wheel.

Too much. It was just too much. Namjoon knew that Yoongi would be mad and did expect him to say hurtful things, but nothing like that. He wanted to cry from the frustration from Yoongi and from his past 24 hours but he wouldn't let himself yet.