Run In

Part 6

Genre: Mostly Smut with a tiny bit of Angst

Word Count: 13,676

A/N: Here we are y'all. Halfway done!.. Thank you so much for all the love this series is getting and I hope it doesn't disappoint. Happy Readings!!^^

Theme Song for this Chapter: "Charlie Puth- Attention" and "EDEN- drugs"

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Yoongi laid in bed with one hand behind his head and the other held his phone, tapping it against his chin. His eyes scanned the ceiling though his mind was elsewhere. When his mind wasn't on his work, it was always seemed to wander to you. It has been a little over three months since he last saw and spoke to you. And he figured that you wouldn't want to see him after the last encounter. Yoongi smiled to himself. After everything he did, he didn't regret a thing.

After the date with Mina, he went home expecting the guy would call him with an update on you. Mina wanted to come back with him but he convinced her that he would be working and had a meeting to go to. While he waited, Yoongi went over more paperwork, speaking with different business owners about money. Before he knew it, it was almost nine o'clock and there hasn't been one single call from you. He called the man watching your apartment and he confirmed that you haven't been home yet. Yoongi frowned hanging up the phone and dialing your number. Every time he called, your voicemail would greet him. He even sent you text messages but you never responded back. He scratched his head in frustration. Fuck it! If you wanted to be childish then he was going to let you. Yoongi got up from his desk and grabbed his jacket. He met up with Hoseok and Namjoon at a bar to drink and relax. He confided in them about what was going on and although they found it funny that Yoongi stuck his foot in his mouth repeatedly when it came to you, they still offered some advice.

It was around four in the morning when Yoongi decided to head home. Before he fell asleep, he called you one last time and this time he heard a dial tone which meant that your phone was on. He waited for you to answer, trying to think of what to say. But unfortunately, your voicemail picked up. Yoongi angrily hung up, harshly pressing the screen as he typed you a message. But of course, you didn't respond to that either. He bit down hard on his bottom lip, trying like hell to control his anger. He never considered why you were mad because to him, it didn't matter. You had no reason to be mad when you knew what the situation was. He knew he was part to blame, though. He should have never agreed to go on the stupid date. Yoongi made a plan to make sure you knew, once and for all, who were in his life the next time he saw you.

A couple days later, he finally got the call from the man watching your apartment telling him that you made it home but that wasn't all. A man had picked up you and judging by how you were dress, you were going out for the evening. Yoongi didn't say another word. He hung up, dressed appropriately, called someone he knew that could pose as his date, and headed to address given to him. The only reason why he didn't call Mina was that she could be a problem and ruin his plans for the evening. And seeing how she took a liking to you, he knew she would probably go looking for you if you disappeared from your date for a long period of time.

When Yoongi arrived at the restaurant with his date, he searched for where you might be seated so he could pick his accordingly. He found you sitting across from a man that he was very acquainted with. Jinyoung Park, one of city's district attorneys. Even at just a novice lawyer, Jinyoung was making quite a name for himself. He went on television and made a claim to bring down every mobster in the city. Citizens were thrilled at the news. They were tired of hearing about the crime and how it was affecting their children and communities. They demanded that the police take action. He and Jinyoung exchanged words on more than a few occasions. And here you were having dinner with the bastard. Yoongi wasn't worried about you sharing any information about him because you didn't know shit. He avoided talking about any business in front of you just in case you were working for your father. He led his date to the perfect table where he had the advantage of seeing what goes on at your table. Along the way, you seemed to spot him and look in his direction, with a questionable look in your eyes. But he just smiled, everything was going as planned.