Who Are You | Min Yoongi

25.

His Doubt

Complaints and whispers filled the spacious living room as five men sat in confusion of sudden notice and frustration over their canceled celebration. "Can we ever just spend a night like normal people I was so close in getting laid tonight" Jimin sighed brushing a hand through his silky hair.

"I'm sure your dick needs aren't as important as this so keep it to yourself" Namjoon scolded his younger earning an irritated groan from him. "Hyung why are we back home?" Jungkook's doe like eyes looked up at the older man with a questioning expression.

"I don't know myself something must have happened" giving the curious boy his honest answer as a pulled smile of reassurance crept up on his face showing his prominent dimples.
"Do you know?" Taehyung turned to Hoseok who just calmly rested at the end of the couch observing everyone in the room.

"I wish, Yoongi's earpiece has been off for days god knows what he did to it again" He was so done with his immature bosses actions and wanted nothing but for it all but to finish. Silence crept up upon the group of men as they waited for some sort of explanation.

To their relieve, soon enough the white wooden doors creaked open revealing Yoongi as Jin's broad figure followed behind, neither of them looked happy. Both of their faces were serious and covered in scratches and bruises from their previous "talk".

Namjoon stood up walking over to Jin closely examining his beaten up face. " What in the living hell happened to the two of you?" His voice raised along with his question as his eyes scattered from one man to another. "It's nothing, sit down" Yoongi commanded putting a hand on Namjoon's shoulder stopping him from further actions. The younger did as he was obliged and went back to his previous spot. "Yoongi what is this all abo-

"I'm getting Y/N back" He cut Hoseok off in mid sentence making everyone's jaw drop at the said statement as Jin only nodded his head in agreement. "Are you fucking crazy, do you realize how much of them are in there might aswell start digging our graves right now" Hoseok growled shooting up from the couch as his strong hands reached for Yoongi's collar grabbing it roughly and pulling towards him.

"Atleast I'm not the only one with dick needs" Jimin sarcastically commented but got ignored by others "Have you really lost your mind completely? We just got rid of her and you're bringing this back up, what's so special about this girl anyway? there's millions like her out there in this world" Yoongi's hand wrapped around Hoseok's. His knuckles turning white with the amount of pressure put on them as his gaze filled with rage and disgust. The intensity of it could cut deeper than any knife.

"You and your selfishness will never understand how it feels to care for something other than status and money, I'm giving you a choice right now Jung Hoseok either follow me or leave, go against me and you be the first man killed by my hand this night" Pushing himself away from the man infront of him Hoseok gave his final glance " I won't follow someone who doesn't know the direction he's going in" with those words he exited the room, slamming the doors behind him letting the tension built up.

"I'll need another bottle of wine for that" Jimin kept talking to himself after seeing what just happened before his eyes. Jin attempted in comforting Yoongi by giving a squeeze to his shoulder but he just shrugged him off. "Get all the supplies we have in the shed ready" he said to Jin in a monotone voice "anyone else have something to say?" Raising eyebrow, dark eyes scanning the room.

Jimin's hand was about to raise but quickly got dragged down by Taehyung sitting next to the idiotic boy, he wished to knock him out after all of his witty jokes that he tried his best to ignore during the skit of his hyungs. Getting no response Yoongi smirked "that's what I thought" letting a breath out, his hand snaked into one of his pockets fetching out a packet of cigarettes and leaving to the balcony, as others just starred at his figure walking away.

Yoongi's POV
The cold night air hit my face as I let out a puff of smoke into it deep in my thoughts. After a long time in my life I was getting unsure of my actions. Doubt in bringing her back rose up in my guts burning me from the inside, it was a battle I had a big chance in losing but a battle I was willing to fight even if she despised me for the things I've done after everything, all I wanted is for her to be safe once again.

The smell of addicting nicotine filled all around as I breathed out the last puffs before throwing the end of my cigarette out. "Even a devil wishes upon the treasures that he can't get" I say to the moon on the pitch black sky, her being my only true companion in this moment.

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A/N

It has been so long I really apologize for that everyone.

I've been struggling with writers block and had even logged out for some time but nothing lasts forever so I'm back once again :)

Thank you for being so patient and I'll see you soon