An Idol is my Sasaeng?! 2 | Min Yoongi

THE FINAL - Part 1

'Found you.', the way he mouthes these two words make you want to throw up.

You just stare at him like you've just seen a ghost. But, actually it's even worse. You wish it was a ghost haunting you for eternity. But no... it was him.

You hate the way he looks so smug, as always. He is ten steps ahead of you at any given time. That's what you despise the most about him. But, in reality, he doesn't look smug, no, he smiles at you kindly.

He clears his throat and then starts walking towards the empty seat across from you. You watch his every movement, not even daring to blink. When he sits down on the old squeaky wodden chair, he exhales heavily while meeting your eyes. But your gaze doesn't change. You stare at him soullessly.

The therapist just starts the session as if nothing happened. No one besides you seems to understand that they just brought the living hell into this 36 square meter room. Which means, you are on your own again. It's you against everyone.

You don't even listen to what is going on during this therapy session. It feels like there is only you and him in this room, staring at each other in complete silence. As usual, reality gets blurry as soon as he is nearby.

Additionally, your head is also completely empty. There are no thoughts crossing your mind. Not even a single question of how he got here. It's just... silence.

You don't even notice how the time passes and before you realize the session is over. "Okay everyone. Good job today, you can go to your rooms now and spend your free time.", the therapist announces. As soon as these words leave his mouth, your flight instinct takes action and you get out of your chair in a rush.

Some other patients seem to be surprised by how quickly and almost panicky you got up. Except for one other person, he knows exactly why you react the way you do.

You get into the big, almost obnoxiously clean white hallway and head towards your room. Now is the moment where questions cross your mind. How did he get in here when he is a nationally wanted criminal. And especially how did he get into your therapy group.

It makes no sense. There has to be an explanation, right? Or he was just able to work his corrupt acts out again. But to this extend? You don't know.

Other people in this seemingly endless hallway stare at you weirdly because of the way you rush towards your room with most likely the palest face ever. But you don't care. Staring people is the least of your problems. Your real problem is Satan himself, or as most people call him: Min Yoongi.

You finally spot the door to your room and you can't wait to lock yourself in there forever. You're almost sprinting the last few meters until you reach it and get out your key card quickly. Your room door unlocks and you open it. You walk inside and a heavy exhale leaves your mouth.

With your back turned to the door you close it without looking at it. But then you notice that it didn't make the usual click sound a door usually makes after closing. You slowly turn your head around to check why the door didn't close. And there you see it, a foot preventing the door to close.

You panic and try to squeeze the foot out of the doorway. "Fucking leave me alone.", you mumble while tears start to form in your eyes. "(Y/N), let me explain!", you hear Yoongi say in a sympathetic voice on the other side of the door. "No! You did enough! Leave!", you are close to yelling. You try to just close the door by force at any sacrifice.

Yet, Yoongi at the other side of the door is pushing against it to keep it open. "Listen, it was all a misunderstanding! I don't know who brainwashed you into thinking I did all this to you! I could never do that!", he explains.

Again, you reconsider reality. What is the truth and what is just pure lies. Maybe he is saying the truth, that would explain how he got into here. Your body gets weak and you let go of the door, letting Yoongi open the door entirely. You stare down at your feet and he looks at you worried. "(Y/N)...", he whispers.

"I know your memories. Your memories are that Taehyung did all this to you. It's the truth.", Yoongi says. "The police suspected you of being my kidnapper. You were a wanted criminal. How did you get here?", you ask in a monotone voice.

Yoongi takes a step inside and closes the door, so that people on the hallway won't listen to the conversation.

"It's true. I was suspected, yes. But it was mostly because I disappeared after all that crap happened. When they found me, I went to court. Yes, someone did all that to you. Someone severly hurt you physically and emotionally. But it wasn't me. And they didn't have any evidence against me. So I was acquitted of the charge.", he explains to you slowly.

"B-But it was you.", you manage to stutter out. Yoongi shakes his head while his eyebrows turn into a sad shape. "No. It was Taehyung. That's why you killed him. Remember? Why would you kill an innocent person?", he asks. "I wouldn't.", you mumble.

"See? I was trying to protect you all along. He, Taehyung, h-he was always a bit weird. I never understood what it was until I saw the way he looked at you. There was pure evil in his eyes. He was a bad person. You just protected yourself. That's why you aren't in prison.", Yoongi goes on with a worried voice.

Yet, one question still won't leave your mind: "Why are you here? Why are you in my therapy group." He sighs heavily and after a second of silence he replies: "Did you think all that was easy for me? Seeing the person I like getting tortured by a band mate of mine? No. I need this."

There is an uncomfortable silence in the room, even the tears that leave your eyes can be heard the moment they hit the hard ground.

"So, my memories are true? Taehyung kidnapped me?" you ask again to make sure. Yoongi nods his head furiously. "Y-Yes! Oh my god, I am so happy you believe me. I was so worried. I don't know who or what brainwashed you into thinking I did all this but finally you believe me and the truth.", Yoongi says in a shaky voice, near tears.

"Thank you for believing me." he adds and you nod slightly. "I-I need a break.", you whisper. "Do you want me to leave you alone now?", Yoongi asks understandingly. "Yeah."

"Okay, just one second. I just want to tell you that you have been so brave and strong. You had to go through so much. The kidnapping, pretending to be in a relationship with him, the physical harm and then also being betrayed by your best friend. All that emotional and physical pain...", he mumbles with tears in his eyes.

There is a hurtful smile on your face. "Yeah, thank you, I-" you begin but you are quickly interrupted by a thought of yours. The words Yoongi just said play again in your head until a few specific words replay over and over again.

... betrayed by your best friend, betrayed by your best friend, betrayed by your best friend...

He couldn't have known about Xhemile, unless he really is...

"Wait!", you gasp out but at the same second you hear the clicking of the door lock.

"Oops~"