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A Part-Time Sitter (Yoongi)

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Your body jolted awake to the sounds of birds chirping. You rubbed the cold from your eyes and looked to see the sun rising.
"What time is it?! Your voice felt hot as you grabbed your phone and checked the time. "7:14am"
You sighed lightly and stood up to stretch.
"Maybe...it's safe to leave?"

You grabbed your bag and walked to the door slowly. While making one last glance in the now quiet room, you hear a car door shutting and go to the window to see what's happening.
Once again, Yoongi was down there making a sale. While watching longer, you noticed the second male driving off with a truck load of "whatever" and Yoongi turning back to glance at you with four duffel bags in his hands.
You turn back to head out the door but is stopped by your phone ringing.
"Hello?" The number was unknown and your pretty sure that your voice came out shakier than you expected. "I know that you want to leave, but nows not the time "Sitter"."  The voice on the phone spoke with a calm yet mocking tone and felt so familiar that you heard it before.
"Yoongi? You ass wipe, let me leave!" He chuckled on the other end of the phone and you struggled to get the door open. "Sitter? What did I just tell you? Nows not the time....Give me a few hours to get all of my sales in and I promise you can leave."
You walked to the window and took a glimpse of the male once again. He had the most annoying smirk on his face and looked at you eye to eye.

"Yoongi look, I understand clearly that you don't want me around and that I can drop dead....BUT, it gives you no right to treat me like this and lock me in this room! I would've never came all this way if I would have known you were a grown ass man but PLEASE! Just let me go and I'll tell your mom to let you be."
There was dead silence on the other side and you look down to see the male looking back at you while biting his lip nervously.
"Yoongi?"

"On a few conditions." He started walking towards the building slowly and making eye contact with you from the window. "I take you home and you tell NOBODY about me or what you saw...got it? As far as my mother...she already knows about what I do and only wanted you to come to make sure I don't get killed." Your eyes widened but quickly reduced in size after you heard the door knob shake. You hung up the phone to see the male walking in with his bags.
"Get your things were leaving." With that he walked back out the room with you following behind closely.

The drive back to your place was filled with silence and thoughts racing through your mind. The male before you was handsome no doubt; but why would he offer to take you home after stating he had other sales to make?
"We're here..." the vehicle came to a stop and you get out the car to make your way to your apartment. "Thanks for bringing me home" he nods in response and drives off leaving a light dust trail.

The rest of the day was slow; your morning quickly turned to the evening and was filled with Bang Yongguk blasting through your headphones.
You did cleaning around the small apartment and soon enough it was 8pm.
The sun was setting slowly and the view of the city was too beautiful to miss.

"Maybe tonight I'll go out?" You stopped your playlist and jumped off the gray sectional couch and raced to your closet to get ready.
You decided on a bright red, square neck ,strapped mid thigh dress; and long earrings to complete the look.
Your hair was brushed and laid into a neat low bun and a small diamond clip your mother gave you before you left from home.
Last, you placed on your heels and grabbed your purse and keys to leave.
You actually felt like tonight will be fun and the whole Yoongi situation was a bad dream that's over.

The club was packed and the music could be heard from the next street over. You would've thought it was Itaewon with everyone pooling in and out with drinks and food and friend groups.
You walk in after showing your ID and become immersed with the surrounding. You grab a few drinks and keep your stomach full with a small plate of mozzarella sticks from the bar.
It wasn't until you took another sip of your third drink that you looked around the room and laid eyes on a smirking Min Yoongi.

He was looking at you like a tiger in a tree ready to pounce. He was surrounded by his men and you were able to make out a few familiar faces along with him.
Jimin off the back was to the side talking to what looked to be three girls and Hoseok was rolling a joint between his fingers.
Yoongi waves lightly at you before taking two of his fingers to wave you over.

You grabbed your things and finished your drink before walking out of the club and to your vehicle that sat in the parking lot.
You took a moment to think about the situation and get more aggravated by the moment.
Your phone is once again ringing and you pick it up already knowing what to expect.
"Listen you asshole, I already don't know how you even got my number, but how the fuck are you here at the same time I am?!"
You hear chuckles coming from not just him, but from the males surrounding him as well.
"Sitter, I told you I had sales to make earlier...your the one who showed up at MY sale hotspot. In fact..." he pauses and hits Hoseok's joint slowly before answering. "I own this club."

You roll your eyes in annoyance and hang up. The drive back home was filled with silence yet again as you watched the city glow fill the night.
You unlock your apartment door and stopped immediately at the site.
Yoongi and his men made themselves at home on your couch.
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