Why won't You Love me ((Suga Yandere 21+))) ft JHOPE

•• 십사 ~ memories ••

HOSEOK POV

Frustration.

I stared at the half empty bottle of champagne resting on the coffee table, my hands swirling a glass of the clear liquid around as if that would erase how fuckin frustrated I was.

"Oppa, come ON!"

"Aish! I thought I told you to wait by the boardwalk!"

"But I want to see the ship containers!"

"Yah y/n, not now! I'll take you there next time, just go wait by the boardwalk~"

Their conversation echoed loud and clear over the crackling of the fire. I raised my head as Minseok reached for his knife.

"Chill, it's just Sehun." Jongin stood. "His little sister's nothing. I'll get rid of her."

He disappeared into the dark. The conversation kept going but then there was silence as Jongin approached. We listened to incoherent mumblings and I leaned back against the side of a crate, gazing into the fire. A few more minutes passed.

"How long does it take to shoo away a thirteen year old?" Minseok growled. "Taehyung, go help that--"

"YEOWWWWWWWWW!"

We stood at once. There was the sound of footsteps and then Jongin returned, dragging a short but fierce girl while clutching his shin.

"She--" huff "wanted to" huff "see the one in" huff "charge," Jongin panted, finally letting go of the girl. I noticed Sehun behind, face red with embarrassment as his sister stood up straight and pointed at Minseok.

"It's you, isn't it?" the girl said. "You're the one in charge!"

He opened his mouth to speak but I moved in front him.

"Actually, it's me."

Crossing her arms, she stared right at me, wth deep eyes, wild and fierce and so....captivating.

"Teach me how to fight and I won't say I saw anything here," she said.

I stared, taken aback.

"You're all gangsters, right?" she asked, glancing around. "Don't you do martial arts and shit? I want to learn too."

"What are we, fuckin kung fu panda?" Minseok rolled his eyes. "Get your brother to teach you."

She sniffed. "He's useless."

"Y/N!"

The guys chuckled at Sehun's reaction. I reached for my wallet and dug around till I found two 50 000 won notes. For some reason, I had a soft spot for this girl and I wanted to see her satisfied.

"Take this and go get lessons," I held them out. She looked at me and then the money.

"But this won't be enough..."

"Says who?" I asked.

"Inflation."

"Y/n, just shut up and--"

I held up my hand to stop Sehun.

Leaning down, I lifted y/n's chin up and gazed into those lively eyes. "How about you pick a school first, smarty pants? Then oppa'll pay for your lessons."

I opened my eyes, the memory still so clear after all these years. I had not known then how much y/n would grow on me over the next two years, from my friend's little sister to the only girl I spoiled and spent money on to--finally--the person I wanted to have a relationship with.