˗ˏˋ 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 ʸᵒᵒⁿᵐⁱⁿ

14 • 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳'𝘴 𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘦

14.10.18

"I love you even when I know, nothing will ever be the same again."

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With a pounding heart and shaky hands, the nervous brunette walked into the familiar hallway, from the walls to the floors and up to the ceiling he now knew so well, everything was the epitome of red fortune and decorated with the finest pieces of jewellery wherever he looked.

This mansion hasn't changed as much since he'd last came here two days ago, not surprised by how sparkly and expensive every single piece of item was. In fact, he was disgusted. Who would keep so much fortune strewn up all over the place?

But then again..it could be a good advantage; a focal point.

Sunny grinned to himself, a Cheshire smile. It was a great chance for him to bring back what Father really needed.

After all, he's been failing so many tasks- ever since he's been distracted by Yoongi. It wasn't just pure love anymore; it was an obsession.

He wanted to love Yoongi for the game only- and that's what he'll do.

"Sunny?" A door in the hallway creaked open, the person's figure halting as he saw the brunette lingering around the red walls of his own house.

Sunny's cocky smile seized when the man strode up to him, looking as charming and fine as ever since the first time they met, making him lose himself in those dark eyes again.

No matter how hard he tried, there's always a small part of Jimin that would ache and crack open, as if giving his crush a small glimpse of who he really was behind the mask of a  perfect boy of so many hidden flaws.

He didn't want that, but love was in his way.

"Sunny, who let you in?" Yoongi asked, wary. His tone wavered a bit, as if disbelief was all he could muster.

With a drying throat and shaky hands, he threw a thumb over his shoulder coolly, pointing behind to where he came in from.

"Taehyung. He'd just let me in." With a small hitched breath, Jimin took a daring step closer to the male he no longer felt genuine feelings towards- well, it was what Sunny proclaimed.

No feelings in a game except the greed for victory. Yes, he needed to win..

He needed to cheat.

Flinching a little when Yoongi brought up a gentle hand to cup the side of his face, the cheek that was full of ugly colours but invisible due to naked foundation, he couldn't help but blush at the missed contact of Yoongi's simple yet sweet touch, sensing newfound static coursing through his body.

"I thought you didn't want to see me anymore..not after what you've told me." The dark-haired older sighed.

Feelings..the feelings Heol Sunny had for him.

Distastefully, Sunny broke their eye contact as he subtly leaned into the significant touch, closing his eyes and wanting to melt in that moment and forget everything but the incessant beating of his heart against his own chest told him nothing would ever stop breathing.