Double mind (Yoonmin/Taekook)

25. Boyfriend trouble

"Kookie, what are you talking about?" Asked V in shock.

Of course that brat was used to being the freaking pimple of the universe and was becoming extra jealous if he hasn't been in his boyfriend's total exclusive attention for five minutes. Really?

"If you're in love with Jimin..." Jungkook's jaw trembled.

"We're like brothers you idiot!" I shouted when V frowned his brows.

"Min. I'll handle!" He begged.

"Great, tell your super obsessive boyfriend that not everything's revolving around him!"

"Min. Go for a walk I'll talk to Kookie," V became serious.

"Ok!" I was so mad.

Of course Jungkook needed to snap his fingers and start wining like a five year old for V to abandon me. I have said Yoongi won't spoil this day, but now it wasn't even super sexy, Mona Lisa smile owner but freaking Jungkook.

Why has V chosen Jungkook, really, from all people in the world Jungkook. What a nonsense.
I walked off swiftly with my fists closed.

It was an hour later when I was sitting on a bench at an alley leading to a beach. Loud music was coming from a field behind a tree line, some teenagers coming by were excited, as it was some known music festival going on.

I was sipping a drink hoping for V to call, but of course he was too busy with Jungkook, so busy he forgot my existence.

"Jimin?"

I looked up hearing a female voice. It was Soram dressed, she looked so fine, dressed up nicely.

"Hi." I wasn't in a mood to confront her.

"I had no idea you came to support my performance, but it's so lovely." She said coming to me sitting on the bench right next to me.

What? What performance? I had no idea about it, but instead of uttering it I just sent her a smile that must have looked as if I'm biting on a lemon.

"Good luck." I muttered.

"Thank you. I will need it." She took a loud breath. "My performances will start in about twenty minutes and I came out to relax a bit, also he is distracting me too much to be in one changing room with him."

"He?" I asked when my stomach made an unnecessary summersault.

"Suga," she said. "Our collaboration song got accepted for the festival. He's a genius producer. I have the plan to go to his hotel room after the concert and convince him we should become closer." She blushed hard.

"D-d-d-d... y-y-u m-mean you want to hook up with him!" I shouted jumping from the bench.

"For first yes, then... yes a I'll hope to convince him to become my boyfriend." Soram became even redder.

"B-but!"

"Please don't judge me Jimin, you've also had hook ups."

"I... me... don't..." I was stuttering.

"So will you wish me luck and keep your fingers crossed for me and Suga?" She asked.

Freaking no! Never! He's mine! I was screaming in my mind. Could he hear. Ah, he would smile in that hideous way and do nothing as always.

"Good luck." I said taking a big breath in.

"Thank you Jimin you're the best." She got up from the bench hugging me. "Come with me you have to see our performance from first row."

She took my hand pulling me towards the music and crowds.

My heart was beating extra loudly when we were running to a security checkpoint and were let in behind the barriers.

"Stay here! It will be much easier for me to perform knowing you're here." Soram smiled letting go off me disappearing backstage when I took place next to a security guard and a photographer in front of the first row.

A band finished and soon the MC asked Soram and Suga on stage.

My hands were sweaty, I pulled the hood of the black hoodie I was wearing further into my face when Yoongi filled the stage with his presence. He looked fierce, performed like a masterpiece, a machine gun spitting out 117 syllables in 14 seconds. Soram's vocal composing perfectly into the fierce yet dreamy mood of the song. Yoongi was walking towards the place where I was standing, our eyes met, his widened for a second. That hideous smile appeared.

"Jimin." Said his mind and I wished to wrap him up into my arms and cry while telling him off because of how stupid he is, way more stupid than Jungkook.

There was just fire of his rap, the stage his kingdom again. Soft silver sand seeds voice, rough vanilla rain. Just Min Yoongi, a masterpiece I wished to love a little bit less.

"Encore! Encore!" The crowd was boiling, shouting loudly when Yoongi and Soram bowed down.

"Huh! That was a performance. I think we have seen the birth of a new star." Said the MC running on stage.

The crowd was difficult to calm down when a girlband started to prepare for their performance.
I decided to leave, to find V and Jungkook, borrow the car then go for a lonely ride, to never find out if Soram has indeed landed in Yoongi's bed.

"Mr. Park, right!" An out of breath bodyguard caught up on me.

"Yes." I muttered totally confused.

"Mr. Suga had asked to give this you this." He stretched a piece of paper my way.

I took it hesitantly before walking to the barriers, out of the security guarded zone, down the loan changed into a mud field by the massive crowd.

I found the same bench sitting down unfolding the paper, reading through it. There was only one line - 'Susnste17 Hotel, Floor 18 room 06' plus a phone number.

I wished to curse Yoongi again, what was that information good for. Did he want a love triangle or did he want to tease me again?

I decided to forget that nonsense and return to my hotel instead.

Thank you so much for reading. I hope you're still enjoying this book, let me know if I should continue writing it. What do you think about the letter Jimin received from Yoongi? Will he go to Yoongi's hotel?
Also I started a new Taekook book, it's called 'Your Spring Day', if you like you can check it out, I will be very thankful about each feedback.
Much <3