Lie to the Touch | Y.M

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The next few days were very awkward for Yoongi, he tried his best to avoid Jimin at all cost. One way he did that was going to his studio, at least making music can make him forget these things. Not to mention how he made sure to spend a lot of time there.

Yoongi didn't really know why he was avoiding Jimin in the first place. He was too scared to confront something, but at the same time not really knowing what that something was.

Locking the door to his apartment, Yoongi faced the ground, in the empty hallway. Pocketing his hands he started to walk.

There was a gaze directed at him, he could feel it. Looking up he met eyes with none other than his neighbour, Jimin.

Jimin cracked a smile at Yoongi stepping towards him. Yoongi gulped, quickly pulling out his phone, and pressing it next to his ear, pretending to be on the phone with someone that didn't exist.

"Yeah, I finished the song yesterday." Yoongi said to no one in particular. Apparently Jimin kept walking towards him. He needed something more.

"WHAT, in five minutes!!! IM COMING!" Yoongi dramatically responded. Looking up he started to jog towards the elevator. Brushing past Jimin.

Jimin sadly smiled at Yoongi's retrieving back, sighing to himself.

"Why did I have to ruin everything," he then mumbled.

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The clock read 9:03 in his studio. He glanced back at the unfinished song in front of him and sighed. Getting back to work he managed to fish more hours for them only to go to waste, since nothing new was done.

Nothing had come to his mind, like it used to before. Looking back at the time once again noticing; 1:13. He needed to get going fast, unless he wanted to get another lecture from his boss for staying in late again.

Yoongi got up with little to no effort, dragging himself to the door, unlocking all the locks binding the door shut. Stepping out in the cold spring air, Yoongi started to shrivel into himself, trying to keep warm in his black hoodie, that he had rushed to wear in the morning.

The streets were dead silent, no human seemed to be lurking at this time of day. Yoongi almost smiled at the thought of being alone. But he knew that wasn't going to last long since he was inching closer to the area that contained a lot of nightclubs that he had to pass.

Pulling his hood up and shoving his hands into his hoodie pockets, he stared at the ground watching his every step, trying to not get noticed.

"Hey, where are we going?" A familiar voice slurred. Yoongi didn't want to look up to know who it was, it wasn't his business in the first place. He kept walking, not paying attention to the voices.

"Are we going to do something fun hmm~?"

"Yes baby now come with me, let's go to my place." A foreign voice responded.

"But I don't want to go, I want to go to Yoonie's place." That's when Yoongi's attention got caught, making him halt in his steps. Was this person perhaps talking about him? No way there's so many people with similar names, right?

"Who the fuck is Yoonie?" The voice scoffed.

"That's none of your business, babe. Now take me to Yoongs!" The familiar voice cutely replied, giggling to himself.

"Stop acting childish just get in the car, and I promise you we'll have lots of fun, at my place instead." The guy answered.

"I want Yoonie!" The boy exclaimed. Yoongi pivoted on his heel, to see who was being so whiny in the middle of the night. He was faced the back of a boy, who was barely even standing straight, and a tall man with blonde locks with his dark roots showing, who looked like some pervert in his 40s. But what caught Yoongi's eyes were the silver locks that matched someone he was avoiding at the moment.

Yoongi pulled down his hood, taking careful steps to the two who were standing near an expensive looking car, with the passenger door wide open.

"Hey!" Yoongi spoke up, catching the attention of the tall man.

"What!?" The man barked looking annoyed.

"What are you trying to do to that boy?" Yoongi asked, glaring at the man.

"What's it to you, hmm?" The man smugly replied, cocking an eyebrow at Yoongi. The short male turned around with droopy eyes, smiling like a drunkard at Yoongi.

"Hii~" The boy slurred at Yoongi, that's when Yoongi's eyes widened, it actually was him, Jimin. Something in Yoongi stirred when his thoughts were confirmed.

"Let go of him!" Yoongi shouted angrily at the tall male. The man scoffed at Yoongi, finding it amusing.

"Why?"

"Because I said so!"

"And who do you think you are?" The man scowled at Yoongi, waiting for an answer. Yoongi didn't know what to reply with. Before he knew it he shouted the first thing that came to his lips.

"His boyfriend!"

"I'm pretty sure if this boy had a boyfriend, he wouldn't be alone, drunk like this in the first place, so quit lying." The man rolled his eyes glaring at the latter.

"I am his boyfriend. We just had a little argument, which is none of your concern. So let him go!" Yoongi tried once again. It just so seems that he'll be going with that lie after all.

"Fuck off already man. Can't you see I'm just trying to get a good fuck here?" The guy smirked. Yoongi rolled his eyes at the man, knowing his intention too well.

"I'm actually done with you! Jimin come over here!" Yoongi ordered, grabbing the attention of the boy who was dozing off in the arms of the tall male. Jimin opened his eyes scanning around to see who called for him, finally his eyes landed on Yoongi. How had Jimin not noticed Yoongi at first?

"Yoonie~" Jimin sweetly called out, making grabby hands at him.

"See! He knows me. Unlike you." Yoongi smirked this time, the man looked a little taken aback.

"So hand him over, or I'll call the police!" Yoongi demanded, reaching out a hand towards Jimin.

"Whatever, just take the damn slut! I'll just find another one." The man chuckled, tossing Jimin away from him, turning to slam the car door shut and walked away. Yoongi quickly moved forward, catching Jimin before he could hit the pavement below. Sighing in relief, Yoongi slowly guided the two down to the sidewalk, holding the boy a little too tightly. .

"Why are you so damn difficult." Yoongi grumbled, a light chuckle leaving his lips. He pulled back a bit to glance down at Jimin, admiring the beauty in his grasp.

Calling a taxi Yoongi took the boy to his apartment, setting him on the mattress for the night.

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