(Y/n POV)
"Where did you go?" I asked after waking up and him not in bed. "I just went to Jimin's room." "Oh" I grabbed a towel and dried off my hair. "Did you leave me any hot water?" He said laughing as he walked into the bathroom. "No I used it all." I said teasingly. "Well if that's the case we will have to kill some time huh?" He said walking towards and grabbed my waist. "There's still hot water plus your side isn't healed." I said getting on my tippy toes to give him a quick kiss. "Yea yea." He said walking back into the bathroom and shutting the door. I got dressed and went to the kitchen for breakfast.
"Hey Jin." I said sitting down at the island. "Oh hey y/n how are you feeling?" Never turning around to look at me. When he cooks he never takes his full attention off of the food. After 30 minutes everyone started coming down including Yoongi. Slowly the room started filling up with laughter and conversations except for Jimin he just seemed depressed and staring into space. Sometimes giving a glance at Yoongi almost like he was trying to tell him something. Yoongi wasn't talking much either he was just poking at his food then he would take a bit.
After breakfast I went outside to practice shooting. I grabbed my gun and looked at it for a second remembering what happened yesterday. I aimed it at the target on the tree and took shot after shot. With each shot I could feel myself get angrier and angrier. "Hey slow down some you don't have to kill it." I heard Jimin behind me. I stopped shooting and turned around. "I'm sorry." I said and held my head down. I don't even understand why I got mad. "It's ok." He said laughing at me. "Has Yoongi talked to you?" He asked. I shook my head at him confused. "Oh then forget I said anything." He said with a smile. "Was he supposed to talk to me?" I asked sitting down on the ground. "Well when he went to my room last night he was crying so I just figured he would have said something to you." He said taking a seat next to me. "I didn't even know he cried. He just came in and said he was with you." I said. Thoughts travelled my head for what he would be crying about then it hit me. "Was he crying about her?" I said with a low voice. "I didn't say this but yes." I couldn't say anything. I wasn't upset about him crying over her I completely understand but to not tell me. "The day she died is in 2 days." He said putting his arm around me. I laid my head on his shoulder. "Why can't he tell me stuff like this?" "I don't know." I felt like he couldn't trust me, and the fact he couldn't tell me but could tell Jimin had to really hurt. I began to cry and Jimin held me tight. "What's going on here?" Yoongi said with anger in his voice. "Nothing babe." I said breaking the hold from Jimin tears fell from my eyes. "What happened? Why are you crying." "I just started thinking about that night that Lay took me." I said before Jimin could say anything. "Why didn't you come to me?" He asked then glared at Jimin. "I didn't want you to worry about me you're already hurt." I said standing up and dusting my pants off. "You don't have to worry about me." He said gently taking a hold on my hand and taking me back to the house. I could see out of the corner of my eye Yoongi glaring back at Jimin.
When we got into our room Yoongi let go of my hand and plopped back onto the bed. "Why do you always go to talk to Jimin?" He said folding his arms under his head. "Like I said out there you are hurt and don't always have to worry about me, plus I don't always have to go to you with my problems." I said sitting on the bed next to to him. "Look I'm just saying you can come to me." He groaned out. "You know what Yoongi your complaining about me going to talk to Jimin then why were you talking to him this morning?" I said glancing over to him still laying down. "I trust him that's why." He said not even opening his eyes. "It's the same for me, and what was it that you could talk to him about that you couldn't talk to me about?" I looked at him again this time his eyes shot open. "It was nothing." He said I could tell he was lying and not just because I knew that truth, but just the way he said it. "It couldn't have been just nothing like you told me I could trust you with anything you can trust me." "It's not like that babe." He said before I cut him off. "I wouldn't have said anything if it wasn't for you and your jealous self over reacting." "I'm not jealous I just don't like the way he looks at you." He scuffed. "Dont even blame this on him Yoongi." I said raising my voice at him. "Fine!" He said raising up to sit on the bad. "If you really want to know what I was talking to him about then I'll tell you. A few years ago before you came into the picture Lay killed my girlfriend the day she died is in 2 days. There are you happy?" He said getting off the bed and walking out of the room before slamming it shut. I rolled my eyes I felt bad but then again I didn't. I'll give it 30 minutes if he hasn't came back ill go find him then maybe I can get him to fully talk about it if not that will be fine too. I laid down on my bed and sighed.
(Yoongi's POV)
I stormed down the hallway to the stairs. Why does she always get me to talk when I'm not ready. Ugh she makes me so mad sometimes I can't stand it. "I'm not jealous by the way!" I yelled as soon as I got outside. I walked over to a bench I've been working on this garden for a while. I sat down taking in the fresh smells. I'm not jealous I thought to myself I just don't want her to leave me for him. He can be so charming when he wants something and won't stop until he gets it. "Hyung, are you ok?" I heard Jungkook walking towards me. "Yea I'm fine." "I heard a door slam and figured it was you." He said taking a seat next to me. "Why do you always think it's me when a door slams?" I said kind of angerly. If he wanted to come and mock me I'm not in the mood I thought to myself. "Well you do tend to slam doors alot, but I was in the living room with the others so that only left you or Y/n." He said looking off into the woods. "Oh." I said placing my head in my hands. "Did you and Noona have an argument?" He said still looking off. That's one thing about him you can have a serious conversation with him and him not seem to listen to any of it, but really he's taking in everything. He can also pick up on your mood very quickly. "You can call it that." I said not taking my head off my hands. "Do you want to talk about it?" After a few seconds of me not answering he spoke again. "You know talking about it always helps." I nodded my head and told him everyone from how I seen Y/n holding onto Jimin to me slamming the door. "Hyung don't worry about Jimin I'm sure he just sees her as a friend." He said finally looking at me. "Thats the thing I know he likes her. Back when we did that mission before she got taken she had forgotten the knife I gave her, but instead of asking for mine back he gave her his." "Wait he gave her the knife with his initials? You don't give a girl that unless you are dating." He said cutting me off. "Yes that knife you know Jimin never has just one knife on him when we go on missions." "I know it sounds bad hyung, but I can't see Jimin trying anything besides I don't think noona would do anything with him anyways." "I guess your right. I better go check on her I left without telling her where I was going." I said before getting up and walking back inside. I hope she's not mad at me anymore, but I wouldn't blame her if she was. I just raised my voice at her then left. Before I knew it I was in front of the door. I stood there for a second debating if I should walk in or wait a bit longer, but before I could grab the knob the door already opened. I stared into her eyes for a second before wrapping my arms around her. "I'm sorry Y/n."
(Y/n POV)
He took me by surprise when he took me into a hug. "Its OK Yoongi." I mumbled smushed into his chest. He walked forward making me step back as he shut the door. "Lets talk." He said still holding on to me. I nodded still smothered in his chest. His chest was so firm pressed against my face. He let go of me and walked me to the bed to sit down then sat on his side of the bed. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have raised my voice at you." He said looking me dead in the eye. "I'm sorry also I shouldn't have poked at you." I said repositioning myself to sit criss cross cupping my hands between my legs. "No I understand why you got mad. I shouldn't have said anything about you talking to Jimin and I should have told you about my ex." "I just wish you would have told me, so I'd be prepared. I know losing someone like that has to be hard." I looked down at my hands then back up at him. I could see tears forming in his eyes. "Lay did it that's why I hate him so much. I only worked along side him to find his weakness, but I didn't get a chance I seen how he treated you, I had to get you out of there." He said as a tear rolled down his face a little before he wiped it away. I didn't say anything not that it upset me, but because I felt like I needed to help him. "What if I helped you I can get captured again stay long enough to get answers then I escape or you come get me." I sad shooting my head up to look at him. He scrunched his face then shook his head. "No no no that won't happen I can find what I need a different way. He doesn't treat you good and if he got his hands on you again he might kill you who knows." "Then we wouldn't have to worry about him anymore." "No you're not going, and that's final." He said but before I could respond his lips were pressed against mine. "Y-yoongi." I barely got out before he pressed them harder. I wrapped my arms around his neck then bit on his lower lip hard enough to get him to let go. He let out a moan giving me enough time to pull back from the kiss. "I don't think this is a good time." I said just before he grabbed me pulling me under him. "Its OK babe." He whispered in my ear. His deep whisper sent shivers up my spine. Damn he know how to get me I thought as his kisses trailed down my neck. His passionate kisses stopped when we heard a knock on the door.
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Temptation 18+
FanfictionWhen Y/n the daughter of a well known and well of C.E.O gets kidnapped by a notorious mafia leader when her father wouldn't pay him the money that he owes him she's left to wonder if anyone would save her or if her parents even cared. Will she ever...