"Min Yoongi!" I called out, my eyes blazing with anger as I stormed over to the music room. As usual, he was hanging out with his friends near the classroom, and he seemed surprised to suddenly see me charging at him. "What the actual fuck, Yoongi!" With tears in my eyes, I looked straight up at Yoongi, peering into his chocolate brown orbs. He stared back with a confused expression, unsure of what was going on.
"What's wrong, Y/N..."
Before he could finish, I started ranting while bursting into tears. "How could you do this to me? Although we don't really act like it, we're still a couple, right? W-why would you ch-cheat on me like that? If you don't like me anymore, just break up with me! If you were going to go on a blind date, you could've just told me instead of making me feel like an idiot after hearing it from Seokjin!" To my surprise, Yoongi didn't say anything. He simply sheltered me in his embrace and stroked my hair, while everyone in the hallway watched us.
"Y/N... baby, I would never cheat on you." He spoke softly, resting his chin on the top of my head. "I'm not interested in blind dates. I don't know what Seokjin told you, but I think he got the story all wrong." I sniffled, not quite getting what Yoongi meant. He continued on, "You see, Seokjin and I were just talking about some things in Professor Kang's class when he suddenly brought up the topic. I said no, but he kept insisting so I shook my head and left. I guess he took that as a yes and went straight over to tell you..."
At hearing his explanation, I wrapped my arms around him, crying harder than before. I felt bad. I felt bad for blaming Yoongi just because of something someone told me. I felt bad for not being able to trust my boyfriend more. I felt bad that Yoongi was stuck with an imperfect girl like me. He didn't say more; he continued to pat my back comfortingly until I finally calmed down. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have trusted Seokjin so easily..."
Yoongi shook his head and planted a soft kiss on my forehead. "No, sweetie, it's not you're fault. Seokjin shouldn't have went to you first-thing. I'm gonna kill that bastard." I frowned at his words but simply buried my head in his chest, too embarrassed to face the crowd watching our little drama unfold. "I love you, Y/N."
My heart fluttered when I heard the three words Yoongi said. It was a simple phrase, and although I'd heard it more than a thousand times from him, it still made me feel happy.
"I love you too, Yoongi." I said, still not lifting my head.
He pulled away from the embrace to wipe my tears away and straighten out my hair. Leaning down to look into my eyes, he said, "There. Now you don't look like a girl that just got her heart broken." When I scoffed, he chuckled and stood back up, scanning the crowd. "Where the fuck is Seokjin?" He barked into the crowd, and the students started to shuffle around the hallway in fear, not wanting to get on Yoongi's bad side. "Jungkook!"
The young-looking male I saw at the restaurant with Hoseok came running towards us, his eyes wide.
"If you see Seokjin, either beat him up or drag him to me." Yoongi instructed, wrapping an arm around my shoulders protectively. Jungkook nodded and scurried away.
I furrowed my eyebrows and focused on Yoongi. "Seriously? Telling a younger student to beat someone up? You're one heck of a role model, Yoongi."
"Don't worry. What I told Jungkook to do is nothing compared to what I'm going to do to him." He answered, a cold smirk on his lips.
