Lie to the Touch | Y.M

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Yoongi pov.

"Who are you?"

"Lee Jieun." The girl spoke, with a smile.

"What are you doing here Ms. Lee?" I spoke harshly, looking straight into her eyes.

"Just call me Jieun." She smiled yet again, only for me to glare in return.

"I was actually just around the corner, and thought maybe we could walk to work together?" Jieun spoke calmly, with the same peppy smile.

"I don't think so Jieun, now please leave." I muttered back.

"B-but."

"No." Yoongi sternly stated, stepping back to shut the door, and that was the end of that conversation.

Third pov.

Finishing up with his work, Yoongi finally stepped out of his studio around 1pm. Taking his normal route, he walked towards the noisy parts of the city, which was his least favorite part.

Like normal his hood was up, and face down with his hands warmly pocketed. He made sure to walk as fast as possible through the drunken strangers littering the sidewalks.

He was two blocks away from his building when he looked up out of instinct. His eyes caught the shine of silver locks, making him drawn to the person that was sitting on the bench head down. Confused, he walked a little closer, being careful just in case it wasn't who he thought it was.

"Jimin?" He whispered into the quiet night. A head popped up at the sound, as it glanced around to catch the source of the voice. That's when they made eye contact and a spark went off between the two. The silver-haired boy quickly looked away at the realization of who it was.

"Jimin, what are you doing out here?" Yoongi questioned further. The boy stayed still.

"Jimin?" The boy then turned to face Yoongi, looking annoyed somehow.

"Go away." Jimin muttered.

"Sorry?"

"I said leave!" Jimin reworded with a hiss.

"Why? What happened?" Yoongi asked, knowing Jimin was lying to him.

"Nothing, just go." Jimin groaned. Yoongi didn't miss the hint of pain in Jimin's eyes, yet again.

"No, first you go then I'll leave." Yoongi argued. Jimin rolled his eyes looking away for a minute.

"Fine, be like that." Jimin yelled, getting up swiftly starting his route home. Yoongi smiled a little and began to follow behind, until he almost bumped into the other male.

"Stay ten meters away from me." Jimin ordered with a glare in his eyes. Yoongi, knowing he wasn't being serious, but to make the other happy he ended up complying.

"Fine." Yoongi waited for Jimin to be further away when he started to walk as well.

"Hey baby boy, got anything on you?" An unknown man slurred up ahead, capturing the attention of male who was lagging behind.

Looking up from his phone that he ended up getting distracted by. He noticed a tall but buff looking man arching over a small Jimin who was leaning against the wall.

Shocked, he glanced over at Jimin, who just so happened to be looking in his direction, frightened. It was clear Jimin was asking for help. He was also on the verge of tears and that made something inside Yoongi ache.

"Please." Jimin stuttered. The man above him smirked, grabbing a hold of the boy's petite waist.

"Oh so you want to do that, baby." The man smiled creepily. That was all Yoongi could handle when he yelled.

"Get the fuck away from him!"

"What the hell-" The stranger started before he was being pushed towards the ground. Instead the man stumbled to the side catching himself, he turned to glare over at the cause of it.

Yoongi stood there trying to look tough, but honestly he was dying inside. Jimin seemed even more shocked than the two, not believing what he was witnessing.

The man on the other hand was about to make a move towards Yoongi, when something made him trip right into Yoongi's arms. On instinct Yoongi dropped the man on the ground, with a disgusted look.

"Ew, don't touch me." He yelled, then glanced over at Jimin, who was smiling. Yoongi then turned his gaze down, noticing Jimin's foot was the cause of the man's fall. Yoongi couldn't help but chuckle a little.

The man groaned in pain as he tried to get up, but Yoongi quickly took that chance in front of him. With a swift move he grabbed a hold of Jimin's wrist, then stepping over the man he made a run for it.

"You b-bastard-" The man winced in pain, but the two were long gone to even hear the man.

The two boys ran away giggling at the memory.