The man broke into Sooyoung's house heard a knock from the door. He got up knowing he could so easily beat up whoever was behind that door. He had an arrogant and cocky smile, and that smile was soon about to change.
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Yoongi watched as the door knob slowly turned, he realized that he was sweating. He never saw a girl other than his step-mother so he didn't know how he should react. The door made a click sound as it was then suddenly slammed open.
Yoongi took a step back as he was surprised to see another man right in front of him. What is a man doing in a girl's apartment? He looked down at the man's shirt, suddenly realizing that he was one of those assassins as he saw the red cross on his jacket.
The man looked at Yoongi and his eyes widened. He laughed. "Who are you?"
"Where's Lee Sooyoung?" Yoongi asked coldly.
"Why do you care?" the assassin asked, arching up a brow.
Sooyoung studied the assassin's face. She then looked over to the man who had just entered the room. At the same time, she was shivering, she was having a adrenaline rush.
"I need to speak to Lee Sooyoung," Yoongi said sternly.
"Oh, I see you want to see how I do my job? Come on she's right here," the assassin said smirking, about to point a finger at Sooyoung, "I have obtained what the king wanted, so I—"
"I'm Min Yoongi, and you're violating one of the many rules," Yoongi said in a serious tone. "You're not supposed to be hanging near women at your own will."
"And I'm supposed to be scared of you because...?"
"Don't you recognize my name, bastard?" Yoongi snapped as his tone portrayed anger.
The assassin scowled at him calling the assassin a bastard, looking him straight in the eye.
"What did you just call me?" The assassin was angry.
"I know who you are, and you are the kings son, the king told me to do this, I am not violating anything." The assasin responded coldly.
Before he could say anything more, Yoongi kicked him right where the sun doesn't shine, letting him kneel on the floor in pain.
"Tell me the truth, you bastard, where is Lee Sooyoung?" asked Yoongi impatiently.
Yoongi crouched down, letting his eyes meet the assassin's. "Tell me, or I can hurt you more than this," he had a calm but angered voice that could somehow send chills down your spine. The assassin raised his hand, and pointed at Sooyoung who was curled up in a ball in a corner.
Yoongi let his eyes follow where the assassin was pointing at, he looked at Sooyoung. He felt some sympathy toward her. She was shivering and crying. He couldn't help but feel some pity. Leaving the assassin to lay on the floor he walked over to Sooyoung.
"Lee Sooyoung?" Yoongi asked in a calmed voice.
She didn't respond. She didn't want to. She was traumatized.
Yoongi crouches down, letting there gazes lock.
Sooyoung tensed up when he sat next to her.
"I'm sorry about... what just happened." Yoongi said sympathetically, "I'll get things taken car—"
"Why are you here?" Sooyoung asked.
Yoongi tilted his head in confusion.
"To join in on whatever he was doing?" she murmured.
Yoongi's eyes widened at her accusation. "No, no, I was brought here by the—" He looked down. Should he really tell her? She's probably traumatized after what happened, she can't just be married off so quickly.
Sooyoung intensely stared at Yoongi. Suddenly something clicked in her head, she just realized something. "Y-you're M-Min Yoo-Yoongi!?"
Yoongi nodded slightly.
Sooyoung couldn't process what was happening.
"Y-you're h-his—you're the next leader?!" Sooyoung exclaimed, her eyes wide from shock.
Yoongi simply nodded, humming slightly.
Sooyoung quickly lowered her head in respect.
"Y-your majesty..I'm so—" He held a finger up to hush her, shaking his head.
"Call me Yoongi," he said, looking at her, he gave a slight smile, a flash of gums slightly showing. Sooyoung just stared back, wait am I dreaming? She asked herself, she felt the urge to pinch herself to make sure. Her finger tips pinched hard at her skin, making her eye twitch from the pain.
"What are you doing?" Yoongi asked her, raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing." She mumbled, she was unsatisfied that she wasn't dreaming, cause she just did something stupid in front of the prince. She slapped herself internally for being so dumb. She secretly glanced at Yoongi, sucking up all his facial features, she didn't know how to describe his face, something about it kinda made her stomach churn, is she sick?
Yoongi glanced back at her, making her eyes retreat and go back and look at the floor, it was quiet. An awkward aura was surrounded between the two, millions of questions filled Sooyoung mind, but she had only one that was most important, finally, with courage she broke the silence.
"So...why are you here...?
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