MR.WHO? (Min Yoongi FF)

Part 4

As Lua and I walked into the arcade, we waited a minute for the boys to come inside. When they were all here, I stayed as far away from Yoongi as possible. I'm not tryna get whacked in the face! Even though I was always the one to hit him and he never laid a hand on me... Damn I'm such a violent bitch! I get it from Jimin though! We took off our jackets and put them on the seats where we were going to sit after playing games.

We went to the cashier area to get tokens. Each of us got 40 tokens. "How much you wanna bet I'll get more than you?" Yoongi came up beside me while I was going to this lucky machine thingy majjingy. DOES THIS BITCH REALLY HAVE TO INTERRUPT MY PEACEFUL LIVING??! "BITCH I'LL BET MY FUCKING VIRGINITY AND JIMIN!! I KNOW I CAN BEAT YOU!" I meant to say it as a whisper kind of thing, but Jimin heard... fuck "Y/NNN!!!" He yelled from where he was standing and rushed over to us.

Yoongi remained unfazed by this whole situation and just stood his ground. Me being the pussy that I am, ran behind Yoongi and clawed his shirt. "Y/N! YOU BARELY KNOW HIM!!! AND YOU GUYS ARE ALREADY MAKING DIRTY JOKES AND BETS WITH EACH OTHER?! AND DID YOU BET ME  AS WELL??" He yelled as he grabbed me from behind Yoongi. "I'm sorry Jimin. I just got kind of mad at this son of a bitch." I said that so calmly, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "Y/N! THAT'S NOT NICE! APOLOGIZE TO HIM!" Can he really stop yelling at me? I feel like I'm being scolded by an elder.  "Ugh, do I have tooooo?!" I asked already knowing the answer from the look in his eyes.

I turned to Yoongi and kept my eyes down, not making any sort of eye-contact with him. "I'm sorry...bitch" I said that last part silently and lowly that I couldn't even properly hear it myself. It seemed like Yoongi didn't hear it so he just replied quickly. "It's alright, shorty." I lifted my head to him at the speed of light, no lie. Jimin left after I apologized. I hit Yoongi on the shoulder. He held his shoulder and made weird faces as if he was actually hurt. "AAAHH! MAN DOWN! MAN DOWN!" He yelled and acted it out. I smiled at his dumb actions and couldn't stop it. He stood properly and smiled too. He quickly snapped out of it. 

"So, your virginity, huh? You really up for that?" He questioned me as he eyed me up and down and never have I ever felt so small in front of someone. I instantly hated my dumbass self for  saying shit like that. "Oh? DID I SAY THAT?!" I asked as I held my chest as I emphasized the word 'I'. He was having none of my shit and dragged me somewhere. "Either you give that, or a kiss if I win." Perverted asshole. "Ummm... maybe.. the second one?" Better than losing my V card right? "WAIT! What do I get out of this?" I wasn't gonna let only him benefit from this freaking bet. "20 bucks. Maybe even something extra with that." He winked at me. "Nah, I think I prefer the first option more." I thought he meant some dirty minded shit, buuutt... "Fine, have it your way. I only wanted to buy you ice cream" UGHHH THIS BITCH!

He walked away from me and I instantly went to find Lua. When I went, I saw her and Jimin playing a game together. The 2 people I love the most in life,love each other. To be honest, I've never really asked Jimin about his feelings towards Lua, but I really do think he likes her as more than JUST  a friend. I went to try my luck at these games, hoping I'd do well. I come here every Sunday, so it would be pretty obvious that I would be pretty good at these games. I hope that bitch knows what he's up against. PfFt!

I played all sorts of different games that I don't know the name of. But you know that one game where you spin a wheel and gives you the amount of tickets that it lands on? Ye that one! I saw Yoongi on it and went near him. He spun it and got 25 tickets. Not bad, Jefferson. I went up to him and spun the wheel. I spun it and got 45 tickets (WOAH! BIG DIFFERENCE!). I made it seem like I just won the fucking world cup. "BEAT THAT SUCKKKEEEERRR!" I went up near his face and put the tickets close to him. "Babes, that was pure luck." True, but my stubborn ass self was NOT going to agree to that. "NOPE! It's from experience and precision!" I complained back at him. He decided to just let it be and walk away. HOW DARE HEEE!!?