A Fractured Mind | 민윤기

Seventeen

19 June 2018

Yoongi was pissed.

He couldn't quite figure out why, because he was also the happiest he'd ever been. One moment he was receiving a text from Victoria about how they shouldn't expect her that evening because she was going out with Hoseok—which made him so angry he wanted to punch something—and the next Jimin was hanging all over him and being super affectionate and he went right back to bliss.

But right now, he was clenching and unclenching his fist as he and Jimin sat on the couch after receiving a text from her that said she and Hoseok were going on a date and she would in fact not be attending the movie night they had all planned before he had even come into the picture.

Jimin wouldn't dream of touching him right then, because everyone knew how hot-tempered the older was.

"You know what?" Yoongi said suddenly, his voice harsh and short. "If Victoria wants to ditch us for that whore, then fine. Fuck her."

Jimin stared down at his lap where he was playing with his hands before speaking quietly. "You don't mean that..."

And Yoongi didn't respond because Jimin was right—he didn't mean it.

He didn't mean it at all.

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While her friends were busy being angry over how much time she spent with Hoseok instead of them, she was lying underneath him after one of their "dates". Her eyes roamed over his face, taking in every detail as if she wanted to create an exact replica and needed the information burned into her memory.

"You know what I love?" she murmured.

He smirked and continued stroking the sides of her face with his thumbs. "What?"

"That little freckle on your upper lip."

Hoseok gave a low chuckle as she reached up to run her index finger over the sunspot on his lip. "You know what I love?" he asked before leaning down to sink his teeth into the flesh of her ear. "Those little whimpers you make when you're on top."

Victoria faltered. Here she thought she and Hoseok really liked each other and may even be dating, though he never brought that up. She had said something really sweet and maybe a bit cheesy but all he had done was turn it into something sexual.

He seemed to turn everything into something sexual.

But he still called her and they went out. He had to like her. Why else would he do that? Of course, they always ended in sex, but sex was love. Wasn't it? She thought back to the classes she had taken delving into the minds of humans and how they viewed sex. But her thoughts were cut short when Hoseok rested his face in the crook of her neck and spoke softly.

"Thanks, Vic."

She furrowed her eyebrows and ran a hand over his neck. "For what?"

His breath was warm on her neck as he spoke, his answer silencing her doubts. Maybe she was wrong to question him in the first place.

"Staying."   

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A/N: oops it's really short but I didn't know how to go about this chapter ^_^' Thank you to anyone who's stayed with this piece of shit story lmao