My STD Coach: Yoonmin

IV

"Did you think about your decisions Mr. Park?" Is the first thing the bastard tells me as I enter his office.

I sure didn't think about my decisions but I have been more cautious.

Last night for the first time in years, I didn't sleep with someone. I went out but I just couldn't bring myself to kiss a bitch, let alone fuck them.

I'm not worried about my decisions, I'm just afraid of how I'll execute them.

"Sure, I guess." I shrug as I plop down on one of the chairs in front of his desk.

Yoongi raises his eyebrows.

"Did you really think about your decisions?" Yoongi leans onto his desk, elbows planted on the slick brown wood.

"What do you mean 'think about my decisions'? I thought about them, isn't that what you want?" I answer angrily.

"Okay. What'd you do last night?"

"Went out."

"And..." Yoongi presses on.

"I didn't fuck anyone okay?" I'm getting so irritated with this shit.

"Your being cautious then?"

"Yes I am."

"You're not thinking about your decisions." Yoongi stands up from his desk.

Why did I let Jin drag me into this BS?

"Come." Yoongi holds his office door open for me to pass through.

Reluctantly, I get up.

"Such a gentleman." I joke.

"Such a non-changing man." Yoongi jokes.

I really hate this guy.

Yoongi leads me outside. There, we find Taehyung and the three of us go on a walk due to Min Dummy orders.

"You're seriously a robot?" I ask Taehyung.

"Yes I am." Taehyung does a curt nod.

"Who made you? Please don't tell me it was this doofus." I point to Yoongi.

"Of course he did. Him and Sir Namjoon." Taehyung smiles.

"What in the hell." I shake my head in awe and disgust.

Is Min Shitty a genius?

"Taehyung, take control of the lights so we can get to our destination faster."

Just as Yoongi demands, the traffic lights turn red and the crosswalks turn green. That's pretty awesome.

"Here we are."

Once we finally stop walking, we're in front of an array of businesses and buildings.

"When I said think about your decisions, I was implying that you change your decisions." Yoongi explains to me. His dark, almost soulless, brown eyes stare at me calmly.

"Really?" I scoff.

"Instead of going out to parties and clubs, try getting a job or helping out the community."

My face bunches up in disgust.

"Those are boring and gross. There's no fun in that." I answer objectively.

"That's why you balance your lifestyle. Put work first and then have the time to play. Build a relationship with people for themseleves, not for their body. You'll never make it anywhere in life if you keep going your ways Mr. Park."

Dammit. I wish I could say he's wrong, but he's dead on spot. I'm so broke, I begged Jin for at least 10 bucks last night.

But I can't agree with getting to know people though. I honestly don't like people, I just like their asses.

"Today, your going to apply for jobs."

Yoongi's announcement causes me to choke on my spit.

"Taehyung made your resume already. Let's go." Yoongi escorts me to the gallery of shops.

I notice we're walking to McDonald's.

"No! No way in hell I'm working there." I refuse.

"What other job can you possibly do? You didn't go to college. You had a 2.9 GPA in high school. You've never had a job, you have no qualifications to get a better job. So McDonald's it is."

Yoonbitch grabs my arm and drags me to McDonald's.

"You start on Monday!" The fat fuck smiles and pats my back.

I really hate how life is turning out right now.

"Great. He'll be here bright and early Monday morning." Yoongi smiles at the man that I'll be calling 'boss'.

The walk back to Min Bitch's office was filled with my yelling and cussing.

I can't believe this bastard made me get a job at McDonald's! I wish I could punch his face in, but that's a lawsuit and I'm fairly broke.

"I hate you." I glare into his crescent eyes.

"Hate is a strong word Mr. Park. I'm just helping you. You should be saying thank you." Yoongi smiles as he talks.

"You-"

"See you tomorrow at 10am." Yoongi interrupts.

"I don't want to come back tomorrow." I grumble.

"Well you'll throw all of Mr. Kim's money away if you do that." With his part said, Min Douche walks into his office and closes the door.

Taehyung turns to me. I stop him before he can say anything.

"You called a taxi. I got it." I roll my eyes and exit the piece of trash called a building.

"Have a nice day!" Taehyung yells from behind me.

I hate this crap so much.

Yoongi and his lessons(: Is this book any good? I'm wishy washy about it.

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