Double mind (Yoonmin/Taekook)

26. In heaven

"Freaking faster." V's moan was so loud I stopped with my hand above the door knob.

Priceless. Were they really doing it in the living room of that apartment we have booked for the night.

"I'll make you scream my name." Now it was Jungkook's voice gasping, a moment later V gave out an even louder moan.

"Kookie!" He screamed when I went totally purple especially as a family with two children was passing down the corridor.

"That's, the wrong door." I muttered awkwardly before sprinting out of the hotel.

Great. All my stuff was in there, while it was getting dark already. I couldn't just nap on the beach, could I, or...

The images filling my mind weren't far from what my best friend was doing right now.

I really shouldn't, but my legs were disobedient leading me into the city, my freaking fingers finding that Susnste17 Hotel on Naver Maps. So I followed like in a trance. What will I tell Yoongi if I appear in front of his door. What if he was with Soram? My blood boiled, my veins turned into ice. Madness was moving me forward, and jealousy, freaking jealousy as I needed to know.

That posh hotel wasn't far, I just walked in, took the elevator up to floor 18 then found door 06 stopping in front of it with a pounding heart. What if she will be there with him? What if she won't be there?

I was considering choices my hand frozen inches from that fine wooden surface I had no courage to knock on. What if I interrupt somethin...

The door opened abruptly causing me to fall on my butt.

"Jimin!" Yoongi shouted equally shocked.

"Yes it's me." I muttered getting up.

He was wearing an usual pajama while holding an ice bucket under his arm.

"Go get ice from the machine in the middle of the corridor." He handed the bucket my way.

Freaking what! Did he need Soram to dress up or something.

"Do you want to get rid of me!" I shouted jumping up.

"Amigo, some of your logic is malfunctioning again." Yoongi sighed rolling his eyes.

"Is she there? Does she need to get dressed." I fell into his room to see his stuff only.

There was a keyboard connected to his computer, some project open, a standing studio microphone ready, a lot of lyrics and note sheets scattered on the bed. No freaking woman underwear, or clothing or anything.

I jumped to the bathroom opening it switching the light on, checked inside the wardrobe, under the bed, freaking nothing.

"You really have some problems." Muttered Yoongi walking inside slamming the empty ice bucket on the desk.

I was catching in heavy breaths. Have I just invaded his hotel room like some freaking jealous wife?

"If you're done with whatever you're doing the door is that way." Said Yoongi seriously.

I shivered lowering my head yet staying where I was.

"Soram was talking about willing to hook up with you after the festival, I thought..."

"Not everyone's like you." Thought Yoongi when I felt like slapped.

"She's not here as you see." He said instead.

"I'll go now." I muttered walking towards the door when he clicked the demo they were performing. "So far away..." I sang under my breath pressing the knob.