My Favorite Stalker (M.Y.G Story)

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"I didn't know he was gay." I heard someone whisper, music to my ears. I Min Yoongi had just single handedly taken down the most popular boy in school. In a homophobic school like this, he was done. He had cheated with not only Jennie, but boys too.

I watched from across the hallway as he sat against the lockers, his face completely blank. Y/N was long gone. She had cursed at Taehyung, breaking up with him before breaking down in tears, her friend Harmony eventually dragging her away.

Jennie had left in disgust, calling Taehyung a faggot. Taehyung was ruined. The day before I had followed him home, surprised to see a boy sneaking into his room. I watched from a tree as Taehyung came into the bed room, immediately going to kiss the boy. I had taken my phone out to take a picture.

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(Y/N's POV)

"H-he's b-been cheating o-on me, for h-how long?!" I cried into Harmony's shoulder as she hugged me supportively.

"It'll be okay, you don't need someone like him." She said patting my back. And he was bisexual?! My boyfriend for 3 years...and I didn't even know him.

(Kim Taehyung's POV)

Everything was ruined, was all I could think to myself as people yelled names at me. Pushing me in the hallways, writing things on my locker.

Y/N was gone. That meant no money.

My image was ruined.

Someone had taken a photo of me from my bedroom, do I have a stalker?

"Taehyung! What the fuck?!" Namjoon yelled, pacing around my living room. "You have to get her back! Or else we can kiss all that money goodbye. Her dad won't-"

Namjoon scolded me for my stupid actions. Saying I shouldn't have been so obvious about my cheating, doing things in public. And that I should've closed my curtains.

The plans of having y/n's dad sign some papers, the papers secretly being a new will to sign his money over to Namjoon and I...that plan wouldn't go through if y/n hated me.

"You're such an idiot." Namjoon sighed, sitting down on the couch next to me.

"I know." I grumbled, my eyes narrowing. "But maybe we don't need y/n to get money." I said turning to him.

"What're you talking about?"

"My mom...she's selling to higher up people now. The people she's with, they're making good money, maybe we could-"

"Are you suggested we go into the drug business?!" Namjoon looked at me in shock.

"Well- I mean- You're really smart and I could-"

"How much would we make?" His attitude changed.

"If we were on the front lines...which we could get to easily with my moms help. It could be millions." I said a smile on my face, I knew he was in.