Illusion || VMin

9- Annoyed

Tae's POV

"Yes, anyway I will go to sleep because my father is visiting tomorrow," she excused herself.

I moaned. I made her angry.

"You made her angry," Kookie said my thoughts out loud, making me sigh while rubbing the back of my neck, "I already know that. No need to say it in my face."

As a reflex, he bowed his head, apologizing. I flinched at his sudden movement, saying "I-It is fine. No need to bow like that."

Until when are you willing to act like that kookie? We have been together for a very long time. 

I shook my head, pushing these thoughts at the edge of my mind. "Anyway, I have to speak to that idiot."

I put my hand on my waist as I continued, "Go and try to make friends with Hoseok."

He nodded and went off. I returned to Yoongi, who was apparently returned to his later position on the bench. His wavy brownish hair which was tied in a ponytail was spread on his chest to not reach the dust on the floor, but some strands were sliding on the edge, screaming for help. I chuckled at the scene then moved my eyes to his face.

He was shutting his hazel eyes and sleeping peacefully. How can he sleep so fast!

"Yoongi!" I called out his name. He opened his eyes slowly and rubbed them with the back of his hand.

"Forgive me," I uttered, returning to our earlier topic.

Yesterday, ordering the generals to guard the palace for the marriage was unnecessary. However, out of all people I knew that my father just wanted to separate Yoongi from me to not cause any scene. My father's hatred for him was unbearable.

Gritting my teeth, I whispered to myself, "He's just making me hate him more."

I'm trying my best to forget what he had done, but-

"Yah, chill out," Yoongi hit me with the back of his hand and smirked, "Just tell me. How was yesterday? huh!"

How was he that calm!

I sighed, leaned my arms on the seat, and looked at the sky, saying "It was- good."

I nodded at my words, repeating, "Yeah, it was good."

"Why do you make me feel that I was asking you about the food," he exclaimed and extended his hands, putting some pressure on my cheek, making me face him.

"I was speaking about yesterday. The wedding! your wife! Do you understand me?" I nodded at his words and said, "I told you. It was good."

What does he want me to say? I don't get it.

"Waoh! it seems that you exerted lots of effort yesterday that-" I covered his mouth as my face turned red.

That bastard! He was speaking about that.

"S-Shut up!" I stammered. He set himself free from my grip and started laughing at my expression.

N-Nothing happened you, idiot!!

"I wonder whether I'd be like that after marriage," he continued laughing at me.

"Don't wonder. You'll never find someone prepared to live with someone like you," I cursed under my breath.

He glared at me then hit my head with his fist, making me groan in pain.

"It really hurts. You are really tough," I held my head, hissing.