Who Are You | Min Yoongi

21.

The Lie

"What the hell was that!?" I roared at Yoongi once we left the building and now stood in the car park.

"That's what I'm supposed to be asking you I told you to go shopping not flirt with every human you interact with" His voice, the usual cold tone that I started to forget. It feels as if we are constantly riding a roller coaster with Yoongi one day we're fine and the other I don't even know the person infont of me. It feels like the wall between us can't seem to fall no matter how hard we try.

"I didn't flirt for your information i just went into that store by utter mistake and why on earth do you even care I'm not a property of yours, I have a right to do whatever I want and if you think that my life revolves around you then I'll let you know that you mean absolute nothing to me, I wouldn't even take a bullet for such human being" I raged to the man infront of me not caring for the words that slipped out.

But those words stung him like nothing else even the worst wound he had ever received wouldn't compare to this. If Yoongi was known for his emotionless state then there stood a whole different person.

Completely lost, his face mixed with confusion, sadness and fear. His lips separated a couple of times trying to process something out but all that left was sharp air. Without much thought I took a step closer to him examining his features in attempts of understanding the rush going through his head. Guilt flooded me as I realized what I said, non of my careless intentions meant to hurt him but they did.

"Yoongi I'm so-" My hand raised trying to reach out to him but in response he just flinched away "Let's go home" He said in a monotone voice already halfway to his awaiting car.

Grabbing his wrist as he passed by I spoke again. "Wait listen I didn't mean it to come off like that" I'm felt small and disgusted with myself with all what was left of my strength I looked up at him but by now it was yet another emotionless mask with dead-like dark irises looking down at me. "Then what did you mean" Sending his question into the air leaving it hanging.

As much as he wanted to Yoongi didn't move an inch both of us stood still in the same spot as my arm was still wrapped around his not loosening it's grip. I didn't wanted to let go because I was scared if I did he'd drive away from me like he did before, being left alone was the least thing I wished for.

My chest felt heavy and my heart pounded against it sending painful thuds around my whole body. I haven't even noticed when a burning tear rolled down my face until Yoongi turned around and gently wiped it off my face.

Giving me a weak smile, he started to walk slowly pulling me along. Settling down into his car Yoongi waited for me to get into the seat next to him but the truth was I didn't know how to act after everything so opening the back door I climbed into one of the furthest seats avoiding any eye contact from the said male.

I could feel how tense he was and as much as the idea of starting some kind of mediocre conversation wandered in my thoughts my courage shrank to its smallest form. I asked myself why were people so complicated we either put others down or let them bring us down no matter how hard we try there's always someone on a losing end.

Sulking I stared at the back of Yoongi's seat. His neatly cut hair brushing against the top of it from time to time I sighed noticing how hard his hands gripped onto the wheel making his knuckles go white.

His phone rang breaking the thick silence without even giving it a proper look the call was denied by annoyed the man. Few seconds passed and the phone screamed the same tune from before to be yet again denied but the called didn't give up easily. Calling once again with a heavy groan Yoongi decided to finally pick up.

"Yes"

"I did find what you asked for"

"Tomorrow? but I-"

"I understand okay"

The person on the other side to the call wasn't loud enough for me to hear but from such a simple conversation Yoongi seemed to get even more angrier and anxious. I could see in the rear mirror how his Adam's apple bopped up and down as his breath became unstable.

"Is everything okay?" I cautiously asked moving as close as my seatbelt allowed me. "Don't worry about it Y/N everything will be alright" His voice shaked from my sudden question, keeping his eyes on the road he did try to reassure me but that wasn't enough his body language gave everything away, he was lying.

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