"Tell me Y/N how does it feel to be Seoul's most known killer and successfully fake your own death?"
trigger warming: mention of death, drug use, gore and violent language.
For the first time in a while I haven't been woken up by the cold breeze coming from wide open back door of the living room but in a warm embrace of a man whom I still couldn't completely understand.
How was it humanly possible to look this innocent and angelic when his personality was the exact parallel to that, I asked myself while quietly observing his resting features. My hands were firmly intertwined around his neck as his laid on my waist holding our bodies close together. I've never had this kind of closeness with someone before and for some unexplained reason I enjoyed it.
His soft pinkish lips slightly open in a pout let out gentle breaths making small snores from time to time.
Carefully shifting in one spot I reached my hand into the loose hair strands sprawled around the white pillows tucking them out of Yoongi's face making his nose crinkle at the sudden touch.
"That's ticklish stop" Just as I was nearly finished he whispered half asleep. "And what if I don't?" Smiling to myself I joked around, but I guess I chose the wrong person and timing.
Letting out an angry groan Yoongi took a hold of my hand and pushed me to the very edge of the bed squeezing me between him and the cold wall. His face was centimeters away from mine, any sudden move and our lips would've morphed into one. "You don't want to know kitten" he smirked eagerly looking up into my starled eyes. Once he made the point clear Yoongi pulled away, his body warmth leaving mine.
"Get ready I'm taking you shopping today"
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"You, shopping why?"
"It's been nearly a month and you're still wearing the exact same clothes everyday"
He was right my wardrobe was completely empty with only cobwebs and a family of moths happily living in it. I just could never afford the clothes I wanted and even if I did gain something the time was always a problem.
Rubbing my eyes I stumbled out of bed. Leaving the room to give Yoongi his own time I tip toed downstairs as it was still early trying not to wake up the six sleeping boys.
"Why are you walking so cautiously did Yoongi make you feel sore with his-"
"Shut up you short pervert" I half yelled at the annoying blonde at the end of the stairs in his baby blue pajamas and slippers.
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"Oh come on you're telling me that the two of you spend the whole night in one bed and nothing happened" He looked unpleased a frown growing on his puffy face. "Can you imagine it Jiminie two people can sleep in one room and not have sex"
"I can't relate it's hard to get a woman into my bed and not well you know" I walked closer to him sympathetically patting his shoulder.
"Maybe you need to truly fall in love with someone to understand"
"You seem to understand it have you fallen in love?" He looked down like a curious toddler softening his features while examining my face in wait for a response. "I'm happy on my own" I smiled at him but before our conversation got any further an annoyed cough came from behind of me.
Few steps away stood Yoongi with his iconic cold stare piercing right through me. "We're leaving in five minutes if your not ready by then I'm going on my own". As he walked past I could feel him sending angry looks towards Jimin. "A bit of jealousy.." He quietly sang to himself giving me a wink and also walking off.
Time skip ( brought to you by Tae's godly looks tehee)
The drive was awkwardly quiet and the air seemed to be tense I felt as if anything I did Yoongi got even more irritated, he kept clicking his tongue and digging his nails into the steering wheel at some point I even thought that it's going to break with all the pressure put on it.
When we arrived he didn't even bother waiting for me, leaving his parked car the dark haired man headed to the entrance making me rush and catch up to him. "Go pick something out and come back in an hour" he mumbled eyes glued to the screen of his phone as his long fingers glided along it.
A bit disappointed with his sudden behavior I just left without saying a word and strolled inside the nearest store. Being so frustrated I didn't even read the sign above the entrance as I stepped in but straight away the utter amazement of interior took over me. This was no ordinary shop in fact this was definitely none other than a lingerie store.
For a second I thanked the lords that I was in here on my own but this relief washed over as an employee came up behind me asking if I needed help. From the voice I could tell it was a man around his early twenties.
As I turned around making eye contact with the male he seemed to get flustered as the apples of his cheeks became deeply flushed and he looked lost for words. "Would you like me to show you the new collection? Maybe you can find something there" He smiled brightly motioning to the neatly decorated stalls of all kinds of bras beside us.
"No, sorry I actually just walked in here by mistake" nervously laughing I tried to escape but before I could his hand wrapped around my wrist taking both of us a back.
Panicky the boy let go and immediately looked to the floor "I-I apologies it's just rare when I get to see such attractive customers and I know this might seem weird but c-can I get your number maybe" By now he was fully red matching the colors of different sets resting on shelves behind him.
His hands nervously tugging on the black uniform shirt, I wanted to reply to him but a rough tug on my shoulder stopped me.
"Sorry she can't" A husky voice filled with rage half barked at the poor employee making him even more anxious. He sent an apologetic bow and before Yoongi would come for his life I dragged both of us away as far as possible.
