Fxcking Friends ⇒Yoongi x Reader

Chapter 34

Yoongi P.O.V

I straightened out my outfit and fluffed up my hair a little. It was 6:50pm now...

This was it. My first date.

My palms were sweaty, knees weak and my arms are heavy.

It was no lie; my nerves were set completely on edge.

I gathered my thoughts and in a somewhat gaze I headed downstairs. I stood by the door awaiting my date.

"Hello," Y/n called for my attention. "How's Mr Handsome-Romantic doing?" She cheesed.

"Shush shush, I'll get too embarrassed." I began to smile at her dressed up neatly.

"Yah, you're meant to compliment your girlfriend back too." She pouted and lightly hit me.

"Oh darling girlfriend you look stunning, let's go!" I dramatised. She grinned and linked her arm through mine.

We strolled to the restaurant just in time for our reservation.

"Have you booked a table?" A waiter asked us.

"Yeah, in the name of Min Yoongi?" I explained to him.

"Ah yes 'Mr. And Mrs. Min' table 5" He spoke.

Y/n's eyes widened, visibly shocked.

"You got a reservation under Mr. And Mrs. Min?" Y/n said to me quietly.

"I er I think it was F/n." I nervously exclaimed.

"You think?" She questioned my diction.

"Er yeah. I er well." I stammered out.

"Aw is someone shy?" She teased.

"Just sit down." I huffed. "I thought it would make you flustered or something..." I then mumbled.

"Awe, it just made you more flustered!" She sat opposite me.

"Hush hush." I chuckled, hoping this night would be perfect. Because damn did I work hard to get F/n to book this reservation for us.

We ordered our food and drink almost immediately. Allowing us to quickly blend with the atmosphere here. It was everything I ever wished for in a dinner date.

That was until I recognized a very very familiar face.

Shit. Just had fuck everything up didn't you?

Park Min Jun

Y/n P.O.V

As we sat and ate dinner, I couldn't help but notice that Yoongi had something on his mind.
Obviously I didn't want to intrude on his thoughts, so I simply tried to continue like normal. That's the best thing to do right?

"Y/n I'm gonna use the bathroom," He abruptly stood and strode towards the toilets.

I didn't say anything wrong, right?

I looked around the restaurant only to see a few other men leaving to the toilets at the same time. But I simply thought nothing of it.

I was wrong to have done that- with a matter of moments a series of piercing gunshots fired. Mass panic invaded the restaurant; I headed to the source of the noise. The men's toilets.

As quick as my adrenaline would allow me to, I burst through into the room.

3 men grumbling with gaping bullet wounds laid struggling on the floor. Peering up, I made direct eye contact with the only other person in the room: Yoongi.

"What the hell happened?" I frantically exclaimed.

"They er well, I-" He anxiously attempted to explain. Whilst I stood waiting for him to continue, a police siren could be heard from outdoors. I grappled onto his wrist and I led us out through the window. Uncontrolled shaking from Yoongi's wrist caused my grip to fall loose. Without a second thought, I bear hugged Yoongi's waist and threw his lean body over my shoulder. I sprinted and only until the restaurant was completely out of view I let Yoongi stand on his own too feet.

Distress: the only thing that was displayed on him.

Walking further towards our home, I linked arms with his unsteady body. It was only when we got back to my room and I laid him safely on to the silky covers of my bed, that I ceased any physical support.

Wow this couldn't have gone much worse.

Yoongi froze up in the comfort of the covers. Without any warning, tears streamed down his defense-broken expression.

"Woahwoahwoahwoah," I whispered to him softly as I slowly held his head up and rested it on my lap. Wiping the tears from his eyes, my expression immediately fell. A wide frown formed on my face as I looked at his anxiety struck form.

"Yoongi?" I mumbled to him quietly. "What- what just happened?"

He coughed softly and opened his mouth to speak.

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