★ To our dreams ★
Can friends just stay friends?
Aspirations becoming reality.
Two strangers become friends, Yoongi a music genius and Y/n a dreamer. Both are paired for a school project but have a much bigger future.
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A/N:
Currently I'm being fu...
I shook my head promptly. I knew that whatever happened couldn't have been Yoongi's fault. He's the softest little squish ever; there's no way he'd fire a bullet into one person, never mind three people. I sighed into my thoughts.
"As soon as we sat down I saw him." His voice sounded sharper yet he started to wimpier just afterwards.
His closed eyes began to stream further with tears. "Min Jun." He states his name. "He was the one who scammed me when I sold him our song." Yoongi sniffed.
I froze. That guy couldn't have gone in to kill Yoongi just because of that right?
"He's a complete fake. He has a rap channel that's become pretty well known but all of his songs aren't really his. Min Jun either scammed or just stole other's music." He said weakly. "He's a fucking asshole."
My eyes widened. Did Yoongi really hold this much hatred towards Min Jun that he shot him and whoever was with him? No no. He would never, Yoongi's not violent. "You didn't hurt him on purpose right?"
Yoongi weeped loudly at my question. He grabbed onto my shoulders and hugged me tightly.
"God no, no no no. I never even touched a gun." He cried.
He didn't? So how did they end up with the bullet wounds?
"Yoongi what happened?" I asked again.
"Min Jun kept saying that we took his slot in the D-TOWN festival... he kept saying that I've betrayed him or something. That when I was selling him music and he scammed me, it was his way of helping me." Yoongi's raspy voice mumbled. "Without me knowing he'd built this hate towards me. I explained to him that I didn't know he wanted a gig the the festival."
With a scowl he tried to carry on his explanation. I petted his hair lightly.
"That's when- when they brought their pistols out." He paused trying to calm himself. "Fucking hell, I didn't know what to do."
"But Yoongi?" I interrupted him. "You're bulletproof, right?"
"Exactly." He cried.
And suddenly everything began to make sense.
"The bullets. They bounced off me and ricocheted back to them... each hitting them in different places." Yoongi whimpered.
Relief seemed to wash over me like a sudden wave. I knew he wouldn't purposely harm someone...
"It's okay. It's okay." I clasped my hands around his body in a secure bear hug.
"Am I going to prison?" Yoongi bitterly asked. "Is this it? Is this where our dreams are shattered? Did we work this hard just so I could get into some pointless drama?" I shook my head at him frantically. "Y/n... what if I killed one of them? What if-"
"Yoongi." I interrupted. "We will figure this-" The ring of my mobile halted my words.
I gazed at the unknown number. I then peered from the phone to Yoongi.
"You can answer." He pouted.
I held my phone to my ear.
"Y/n? This is your number, correct?" An awfully familiar voice asked. And by awfully I mean, really it was damn annoying.
"Moonbin?" As soon as I spoke his name Yoongi's eyes widened and he swiftly got closer in order to hear my phone.
"The one and only!" I could sense him grinning happily to himself at the other end of the call. "Your boyfriend got himself into some trouble didn't he?" Moonbin chuckled.
I froze. He knew? He must have had someone sit in on our date.
"On your very first date too." He said with some sympathy. "I checked out the crime scene and I managed to cover up any traces that your boyfriend may have been there, thank me later." He said almost nonchalantly.
"R-really?" Yoongi lit up with hope.
"Mmm every security tape is wiped and all fingerprints on the doors etc. have been removed by my guys." Moonbin continued.
Yoongi made brief eye contact with me, signalling for me to hand him the phone.
"Did I- is any of them-?" Yoongi struggled to speak.
"Dead? No. Be thankful. I know what happened in there, a security tape caught it all, you didn't harm on purpose. I don't know how the hell you make bullets bounce of you but I'm glad your safe, for Y/n." Moonbin spoke to him softly as even more tears welled up in Yoongi's eyes. "Make sure she's safe too because one day she will have a company to manage, keep her happy!" Yoongi said thank you like a million times to him. Then goodnight were exchanged and we settled down into bed.
Yoongi's arm wrapping securely round my waist. Our very first date was ruined... how the hell is our relationship going to pan out?
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I keep watching this gif again and again and again and again... idk why...
