The One Who Hates Me (Yoonmin ff)

Chapter Three

Jimin POV:
I could see the sweat forming on his forehead. Was he scared? Of me, or of what I might do? With a smirk, I stepped away from him and walked away to the kitchen. After a moment, I heard Yoongi's footsteps behind me. "What the hell was that? Was that your way of trying to scare me? Or turn me gay? You didn't even do anything!" he rambled. "I showed you that you don't hate me" I explained. "How?" he asked. I snorted. What the hell was wrong with him? I couldn't believe he was denying it! "Oh come on Yoongi don't lie to me. I know you liked me pinning you against the wall like that. I saw you gay panicking, I could tell by the sweat and your face" I sighed. He looked like he was about to slap me, and I suddenly felt a little bit of regret go through me. "If you are suggesting that I was turned on by that situation, then you are wrong" Yoongi said as seriously as he could, and I couldn't help but laugh. Cute. "Are you sure?" I asked, turning around to face him in such a way that made sure he looked at my muscle. What with having abs and biceps, I knew that this would work. "Y-yes of c-course I am. I-Im Min Y-Yoongi and I'm a-always right so dont q-question me" he stuttered and his face turned bright red. He was just silent and awkward for a minute or two but suddenly, he cleared his throat and glared at me, catching me off guard slightly.
Yoongi POV:
Oh my God. I was so done with this guy! I death glared at him. "You know what? I'm done with you! You think you're so hard, so amazing, but you're not! You're nothing special! Whatever obsession you have with me, you can stop it now because you obviously can't get it into your thick head that I. Hate. You. Park. Jimin. You're nothing but a worthless squirt who, quite frankly, is useless! Now fuck off away from me before I leave here. For good!" Jimin backed away to the other side of the room and slowly, I saw him crumble. Emotionally, mentally and physically. He looked up at me, tears in his eyes. "How the hell did I ever like you?! You're horrible! I can see that you want nothing to do with me, okay? But you didn't have to hurt me like that. I bet this is how you hurt other people too! That's all you are; a people hurter! Well guess what Min Yoongi, no one is ever gonna love you. I did, yes, but you just fucked it all up for yourself! I guess you must be glad you achieved something now, asshole!" he practically shouted at me. Neither of us said anything. Or moved. We just stood there in silence, glaring at each other. And in that moment, I saw all the kindness in his eyes die and be quickly replaced by hatred when he looked at me. And honestly, I felt it inside me too. The hate and anger. The kid was an asshole. Yes, I was a bigger one, but this kid could fuck right off. "I have stuff to do. I would say enjoy your day alone, but honestly, I hope it's the worst day of your life, loser" I growled. And with that, I stormed out of the house.
*2 weeks later*
3rd person POV:
It had been two weeks since the argument between Yoongi and Jimin, and from there it had all gone downhill. Yoongi woke up alone and sighed. Jimin still wasnt there. He went to greet the Parks downstairs since the Kims were out, and they looked as down and worried as he did. "Good morning Mr and Mrs Park" Yoongi sighed. The three of them looked awful. The Parks gave a weak smile in return. "Still no Jimin?" Yoongi asked. Jimin's parents shook their heads. Mr Park looked at Yoongi. "No phone calls, no sightings, nothing. This is getting bad and we don't know what to do. Jimin's been missing for two weeks now."