BULLY ✅ [EDITING]

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Songs :
1. Tokyo (RM)
2. Epilogue: Young Forever (BTS)

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As you got inside the bookshop, you felt a bit down. You had no clue what you had ever done to make Yoongi hate you so much. 

You sighed as you tried to understand that boys' complicated mind. You leaned your head on your palms, feeling tired and somewhat sick. You didn't know what had gotten into you but you managed to fall asleep in that position.

You woke up as you were being carried bridal style. Looking up, you found Yoongi. Your eyes widened as your jaw dropped in shock.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?!" you blurted out and he raised one eyebrow, silencing you immediately. 

"Look who's awake." he teased.

"C-Can you p-put me down?" you requested.

"What if I don't want to?" he questioned.

"Please" you begged, feeling completely drained. 

You couldn't find within yourself any more strength to fight the boy.

"What?"

Well, it seemed like you had no choice but to beg.

"Please... Just put me down." you pleaded.

Luckily, he fulfilled your request.

"Where were you taking me?" you managed to mutter.

"Home."

"I'm sorry but I don't want to visit your house." You declined. 

The boy frowned.

"Hell no! For fuck's sake, I'm taking you to your home."

"How do you know where I live?" You inquired, curiosity tingling at the back of your head. 

"Just shut up, okay?! You sounded a lot better while you were sleeping!"

"But... I wasn't saying anything." 

He smirked. 

"Exactly."

You stood in silence for a moment, trying to contain your sharp tongue. 

"So..." Throwing those words to the air was enough to have Yoongi scoffing in annoyance.  "Why exactly are you taking me home?"

 "My grandma's request... I don't really know why she cares so much about you, to be honest. You're not really that special" he seemed upset and you decided to just let him be. 

You were silent for the rest of the walk, although you kept on wondering why the boy was still taking you home now that you were fully awake. Wouldn't it be a lot easier if he had just turned around and got back to his life? But no, there he stood right beside you, still walking you home, still silent. 

 As you got to your house, you stopped walking. He stopped walking too and turned to face you. His hands were in his pockets and he gazed the floor.

"I'm here." you pointed to the door behind you.

"I know." he simply answered.

"So...?" 

Why are you still here? , your subconscious screamed the rest of the sentence but you didn't bring yourself to say it. 

"I have to watch you go in so I'm able to tell my grandma her employee didn't get kidnapped on her front porch."

You frowned in confusion. He was so peculiar. There were times he seemed to hate you and hunt you to exhaustion, and others where he seemed to care, even if it was just for a mere second. Your thoughts were interrupted by yelling coming from your house. Your parents were arguing again, you could hear them loud and clear, you just hoped Yoongi couldn't. You trailed to the grass and decided to sit down, glaring the already night the sky.