Yoongi POV
I quietly rummaged through the fridge. I was looking for something to snack on. Since no one else was awake and I didn't know if we were going to go out to eat again today or not, I didn't want to spoil any appetite I could have just in case. Taehyung fell off the couch as soon i got up. He woke up for a second just to fix himself on the floor and went back to sleep.
I decided to eat a small bowl of dry cereal while I waited. I took the bowl back to the couch with me and I laid on my back. I watched the TV which remained on throughout the night as i ate my cereal. Soon enough I heard the door to the room open and I struggled to look up and see who it was.
"You're up early," Hoseok said as he rubbed his eye, " Did you even sleep last night?"
I nodded, "Yeah but hardly. It was a rough night."
"Was something bothering you?" he looked at me, raising a brow.
I shook my head, "No, just couldn't sleep, I guess I just wasn't as exhausted as the rest of you." I watched him as he rounded the couch and came to sit next to me.
"I see Taehyung joined you last night."
"Yeah," I laughed softly, "He fell down there this morning when I got up to find something to eat. Strangely I woke up hungry."
"Ah," Hoseok leaned back and turned his attention to the TV.
"Cereal?" I offered him my bowl, "It's Frosted Flakes."
"Sure." he took the bowl and finished the rest of them that were in there. We sat quietly and watched the TV until others started to wake up.
Jin came out of the room and went straight into the kitchen and started cooking a breakfast for us. When he finished we sat around the kitchen and in the living room to eat.
"We should go shopping today." Taehyung said.
"With what money?" Jungkook asked.
"Doesn't hurt to just look around."
"You're right. Anyone else up for it?"
We nodded, shopping, or looking around, doesn't sound like a bad thing to do today. It's a calm activity and surely none of us wanted to stay here.
After breakfast we followed the same routine of getting ready as we did yesterday and were off. It wasn't long until we were at the mall. We decided to stick together today. Walking in and out of stores. No one but Jimin and Tae finding a few things that they wanted. We were walking to the sporting goods shop when I saw someone I wished didn't exist.
Wonho.
You've got to be shitting me. Why him? Why here, of all places.
He noticed me walking with Jungkook and began to stride over to us.
Shit no, no, no. I don't want the rest of the guys to know, "Guys let's go somewhere else yeah?" I had turned around to redirect everyone away from the oncoming danger.
"What's the rush Yoongi? You don't want to introduce me to the rest of your friends here? Nice seeing you again Jungkook." Wonho was behind me and soon had snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me close.
"Who's this?" Taehyung asked, looking pissed at the sight of someone else holding me the way he once did, the way only Jungkook was allowed to now.
"Noone." I struggled to push Wonho away from me and stood close to Jungkook, whos hands were balled into fists.
"Awh, come one Yoongi, we had something special don't you agree?" He smiled wickedly at me and came closer to me and Jungkook.
"Special? Yoongi who is this guy." Hoseok began to ask and Jin chimed in.
"Nothing we all should worry ourselves with. Let's all just go to the clothing store at the end of this hall."
"Are you trying to escape me again Yoongi?" Wonho pressed on.
"Leave me alone." I mumbled.
"Oh Yoongi, I hate it when you mumble. You really need to learn ho-"
"He said to leave him alone. Why not go be a creep and asshole somewhere else. I'd hate to have to kick your ass again." Jungkook kicked in, rage and fury evident in his voice.
"Ooh. Future hubby is angry. Yoongi how's your ring? Mind if I hold onto it again? We could probably come up with a better agreement." He smiled at me and reached for my hand before he was pushed away by Taehyung.
"Alright, who the fuck are you, how do you know Yoongi?!" Taehyung was pissed.
"Dont put your hands on me kid. and technically, I'm Yoongi's ex."
"You're not his ex." Jungkook said.
"Oh but I am. You remember all we did don't you Yoongi. What you allowed me to do? You would consider me an ex too wouldn't you?"
"Yoongi what Is he talking about?" Jimin walked up next to me and asked quietly.
I shook my head, "I don't want."
"Guys leave it alone it's nothing, come on Yoongi let's go." Jin was trying to me from the situation, I could tell.
"I wanna know what's going on honestly." Namjoon piped.
"Honestly same, I want to know what he's talking about." Hoseok agreed.
"Guys leave it alone, it doesnt need to be discussed." Jungkook said.
I, however, was spiraling into a panick.
I dont want them to know. I dont want them to know. They cant know. They can never know. Not now not ever.
"Come on yoongi you shouldve known you wouldnt have been able to hide this forever."
No not you, not now. Go away. Go away.
My heart was racing. I didnt know how to deal with what was going on at the moment. My mind wouldnt hush and it seemed like the room was spinning.
I saw Wonho come close to me once more through blurry vision. I felt arms wrap around me as I descended to the floor.
"Yoongi!" faintly I heard Jungkook's voice merge with Wonho's.
My chest heaved up and down as my breathing only picked up... And then...
It stuck in my throat.
My lungs burned but I couldnt breath, my eyes widened as I held my own neck.
"Call for help! Hurry!" Jungkook was trying to lift me into his lap, trying to assist me in breathing, "Yoongi breath, come on please."
It felt like my lungs shriveled up and died. My chest wouldnt move, it was like nothing was there to fill it. I tried breathing in but truth be told I was suffocating.
I knew it.. I thought, I knew you wouldn't let me forget about you.
I heard noise, people yelling and footsteps coming closer.
I couldn't see, I couldnt breath. All noises stopped.
Was I dead?
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24 Years
FanfictionSequel to School Yard love. No description for this book. I'll spoil it if I put a description. Suggested: Read School Yard Love first From: September 15, 2017 To: November 7, 2018 Text Copyright © AndrewLynn™ 2017-2018 Plagiarism is a crime