Chapter 37: "What do you mean, 'kinda'?"

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"Yoongi let me up!"  I laughed as my boyfriend had flopped on top of me and was "sleeping".    

         "Can't too comfy."  he hummed back.  "Sleeping."

"If you were sleeping you wouldn't be talking."  I shot back at him.  He moved his head next to mine so that it was facing the side of my head as I was looking up at the ceiling.  

     "Go back to sleeeep..."  he moaned into my ear lowly causing me to involuntarily shiver.  I knew that he had felt it because I could just feel the smug look growing on his face.  

      "I want to get uuuuupppp!"  I groaned back before I finally shoved him off of my causing him to roll over onto the bed next to me.  I could see the smirk on his face...and the glint in his eye.  As soon as I saw it I tried to bolt for the door only to get caught as soon as I had reached for the knob.  I spun around as he had me penned against the door with his arms on either side of me leaning against the door.

    "You're up now, but that doesn't mean you can just leave me."  he pouted.  I rolled my eyes before leaning forward and lightly kissing his lips before pulling back.  He gave a satisfied smile. before letting me go to leave the room.

    "Your such a needy kitty."   I teased as we walked towards the kitchen.   

"And your such a mean girlfriend always depriving me of kisses."  he huffed dramatically.

    "Okay, drama cat.  Sit your ass down and quit complaining or I am not making you any breakfast."  I threatened.  He pouted as he sat down at the table with is arms crossed over his chest.  I couldn't help but giggle as I made eggs and toast.  He was just too adorable.  

    "I can hear you giggling over there to yourself, (y/n)"  called out Yoongi.  

"Damn you and you hybrid hearing."  I cursed him under my breath knowing that he'd be able to hear me.  I got a snort of a laugh in response to that.  I brought the finished food over to the table and sat down after putting a plate in front of him.

    "What did I deserve to get this kind of service this morning?"  he asked.  "Or did you do something...(y/n) did you break something?  Did you dig into my music again?  I swear if you sent out more of my stuff I'll..." 

     "First off I didn't break anything...this time.  Can't I just make breakfast for my lovely boyfriend?"  I asked coyly as I tilted my head to try and look cute.

    "Don't you dare start doing aeygo or I will get up and leave."  he threatened.  

"Awe, I thought you liked when I did aeygo."  I pouted. 

     "Its cute when you aren't doing it to hide something.  Come on, what did you do?"  he pried.  I let out a sigh.

     "Fine.  Please don't be mad at me, okay?"  I pleaded.  He just nodded for me to continue.

"I know that you said for me to stay out of the whole thing with Taehyung...but I kinda didn't totally listen.  Don't worry I've been using a friend's connections to find out stuff, so my name isn't swirling around anywhere!"  I promised.  Yoongi pinched the bridge of his nose as he let our a heavy sigh.

   "I told Mi-lin to not get you involved!"  he hissed irritated.

     "Well we kinda found out where Tae might be..."  I trailed.  This sparked Yoongi's interest.

"What do you mean, 'kinda'?"  he inquired.  

       "Well Mi-lin, as I'm sure you know, has some connections in the Underground too, she found that Taehyung has been put up for sale...for rent."  I whispered.    Yoongi's eyes widened knowing what I meant.

    "Do you have a name?  Anything?  A place?  A price?"  he asked earnestly.

"Mi-lin gave me an address to give to you, but she didn't tell me anything.  She said that I should show you first."  I explained before handing him a piece of folded paper with an address on it.  As soon as his eyes scanned the address he stiffened and his stark white cat ears appeared pressed back against his head...in fear? anger?  I couldn't tell, but I knew it wasn't good.  He looked up at me before looking down at the paper again.  He banged his fist on the table causing me to jump in shock in my seat.

    "Fuck."  was all I heard him say before he stalked out of the room, taking the paper with him.  I sat there in shock.

     "Yoongi!?  Yoongi?"  I called after him.  I suddenly heard the door slam and I stood there in shock of what had just happened.  

      "Yoongi?"  I whispered softly to myself.  I could feel tears prick in my eyes.  I ran to the door and saw that the car was gone.  I started to actually curse letting him get his drivers license.   I paced around in the house, my hand running through my hair, stressed out.  I was low key panicking.  What was at that address that was so bad that caused him to react like that?  Did he know the address?  Had he been there before?  I remember that I actually had the address still in the text on my phone that Mi-lin had sent me.  I quickly ran to my room and grabbed my phone and fumbled with it to get it opened and to the right text that she had sent.  I put the address into Google Maps and found that the location was some sort of high end night club downtown...which was kinda unexpected I kinda thought in my head that it would be some sort of sketchy ass auction place so something...I looked up more about the place and saw that it was a fancy night club... I called Mi-lin.  After a few rings she answered.

     "Mi-lin I showed Yoongi the address and he stormed out of the fucking house!"  I shouted frantically.  

     "Yeah, I know, he called me...I got an ass chewing from him.  Which I kinda took as a thank you.  Anyways, what I did gather was that he was going to go get Taehyung...which probably isn't the best thing.  He's not thinking straight.  He's going in blinded by his emotions."  explained Mi-lin.  

     "What can I do?  He won't answer me.  I don't know where he is!"  I pleased.  "Please tell me what to do."  

     "Well...we do know where he is going to be tonight..."  she trailed....

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