International Stardom (BTS Spanking story)

The Final Scream of Abel {all} pt. 2/5

Double- upload today y'all!

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// Yoongi's POV //

Today was more a chill day to me, and what I mean by that is that I slept all day.

Don't judge me, geez.

Anyway, after I woke up, I walked to my desk to pick up my laptop. I have two laptops: my work one and my own one. That way I can concentrate when I'm working and so I can focus without getting sports ads.

I was intending to work on our new album, we have written three out of seven so far. Namjoon's a better writer than me, but I will never that out loud.

Typing my password and opening word document, I was stabbed with an overcoming feeling of puzzle.

File not found.

What the fuck do you mean file not found?! I remember saving it before I went to sleep last night!

I refreshed, then went through all my files to see if I put the songs in another doc by accident. I didn't find it though, it was already too late.

They were gone.

Tears of anxiety fell down to my dimples, and I released all my energy into one powerful screech of anger. What kind of idiot am I?! How could I have been so-

Hold on.

Out of the corner of my eye, I see a tab open: it was Netflix and I knew exactly where it's from. Jimin borrows my laptop to watch his favorite show, Attack on Titan, and sometimes he forgets which computer is which, causing him to grab the wrong laptop on occasions.

He borrowed it last night. I knew because when I went out shopping yesterday, he called me for permission to use my computer.

But that doesn't make any sense. Jimin wouldn't delete our work. However, he would do it on accident.

Maybe he did it by mistake and was afraid to tell me. That really pisses me off, but I understand why he could keep something like that from me. I have to confront him about this, because he needs to understand what he does when he doesn't tell me something. It shows that he doesn't trust or respect me enough, he needs to learn to be honest with me.

I was pissed beyond belief and felt faint that Namjoon, Hobi, and I have to re-wrote the songs again. I don't wanna scare Jimin, though. I know that he didn't do it on purpose.

I took a deep sigh before standing up to walk to Jimin's room.

I knocked on his door and saw him on V-live. I texted him on the phone, so Army doesn't get concerned that I asked him to turn it off.

His phone buzzed and Jimin put it in his palm; he then waved and said goodbye to Army, touched the button to turn it off, then closed Taehyung's laptop.

He smiled natively: "Hi hyung! What's wrong? Why did you ask me to turn V-live off?"

"Jimin, I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to tell me the truth." I crossed my arms over my chest. I don't know why I needed to tell him that because the eldest maknae always tells the truth.

"Of course, hyung."

"Did you delete the file?"

"What file?"

"The one where our songs are in."

"No."

"Jiminie, I want the truth."