The Underground- Part Seventeen- YoonMin AU
I smile when he walks in.
When he smiles at the man with him, my own starts to fade. What?
I frown when the stranger pulls him to the dance floor. I think he didn't like to dance.
My heart stops when their lips clash. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I have no right. I have no right to crush the glass that I'm gripping tightly. No right to the jealousy that rips through me or the betrayal that I feel.
“I’m fine,” I mutter, not taking my eyes from Yoongi and his ‘date’.
Yura shifts beside me to follow my gaze.
“Isn’t that Josie’s Uncle?”
“Holy Frick Frack!” Exclaims Jungkook. “Someone thinks Yoongi is a snick snack!” He snickers.
My jaw tightens, I really can't stop the betrayal from showing when he looks up.
Straight at me.
Yoongi says something that has the stranger stopping.
The stranger looks over at me, interested. There's no ire in his gaze, only genuine curiosity. He smiles as he replies to Yoongi, who frowns and shakes his head vigorously. The stranger starts pulling Yoongi closer to the table.
Someone steps into their path. Actually, two people.
I feel Yura tense beside me. They're close enough for us to hear.
“What the hell?” Yoongi slurs. “What are you two doing here?”
“Would you believe us if we said we just wanted a drink? Hey J.” Hoseok smiles.
So the stranger's name is J? What the fuck is a name like that?
“Hey, Hope,” J smiles at Hoseok.
Hope? What the hell is happening?
“I know we're supposed to be, like, firm and all right now but oh my god I’m such a big fan,” the other intruder butts in.
“How’s business?” J grins as he holds up...a peace sign?
Taehyung was practically shrieking as he tugged on Hoseok’s arm. “Did you hear that?” he hisses.
“Why are you here?” Yoongi growls again.
“Um…” Hoseok looks back at our silent group. We're obviously listening to their exchange.
Yoongi’s eyes follow Hoseok's but they instantly rest on me.
Is that regret in his eyes? Is that defeat in his posture? Did he feel the same as I do now when he watched Yura and I kiss?
No, of course not. I’m being ridiculous.
I look away as I clear my throat. I sling my arm on the back of Yura’s chair.
I down the rest of my drink in seconds. It burns.
“Why don't we all have a drink?” Hoseok suggests
Now that everyone is sitting, the air is absolutely tense.
“Aren’t you…?” Jungkook looks at J quizzingly.
J smiles smugly. “JPearl, yeah.”
JPearl? The rapper? Second only to AgustD himself? Holy shit…
“Jpearl,” Jungkook whispers in awe. “Is it true you and AgustD are friends?”
My head whips to J. He's close to AgustD?
“AgustD?” J raises his eyebrow in amusement before smirking at Yoongi, who is glaring at the table. J shrugs a shoulder nonchalantly before turning back to the fanboy. “He’s kind of a major dick. Don’t believe all the high and mighty stuff about him,” he chuckles. “He’s a major loser.”
Jungkook frowns as Tae and Hoseok start snickering.
Yoongi’s ears are red as he takes a random glass of alcohol from the table.
When he looks up at me I pout. “That was my cup.”
“I guess I’ll just have to get you another.” The tension loosens as he gives me a small, teasing smile.
“We do need more,” Taehyung looks disapproving at our collection of drinks.
“Jimin and I will grab some,” Yoongi unexpectedly shoves away from the table and gives me a look.
I blink up at him with surprise before following him to the bar. I can feel my heartbeat rising. Great.
He orders multiple things to the bartender before he leans against the bar and looks at me. I lean beside him with my arms tucked in close as I rest my chin on my fist.
Is J going to stay the rest of the night? I'm not sure I could stand watching them be all over each-
“Jimin. I-,” Yoongi instantly stops himself. He glares down at his hands. He looks as if it pains him to be in this moment... with me.
“J and I are just friends...” Yoongi finally says softly.
“Friends?” I huff out a laugh.
“I mean,” Yoongi frowns. “He’s...We’re not together.” Yoongi looks at me. Is... he pleading? Wanting me to understand that he is not in a relationship and yet...The events from earlier flash through my mind. I turn away to look down at my own hands.
“You don't have to explain yourself to me Yoongi Hyung.”
I feel his gaze on me... his eyes burning into the side of my face.
“Why?” My voice is soft when I meet his eyes.
“Hey!” Jungkook throws an arm around each of our necks. “Are you getting drinks or what?” He leans in between us to wave at the bartender who just finished our drink order. Yoongi’s eyes never leave mine.
What was he going to say?
When I'm sitting beside Yura once again I saw Hoseok whispering furiously to Jpearl as the latter frowned. Yoongi sits down beside JPearl and he leans over and punches him in the arm in anger.
“What the fuck, man, you didn’t tell me everything!” JPearl hisses.
Yoongi rolls his eyes and shakes his head at me.
‘You okay?’ I mouth to him, concerned.
‘Jo hits harder’ he mouths back with a smile.
His reply had me giggling into my hand.
Yura looks at me in confusion before looking towards Yoongi who is chuckling.
“I should go now,” Yura stands.
“What? Why?” I stop my laughter to look up at her. I grab her hand before she can put on her jacket. She looks at me for a second and then glances over at Yoongi and then Hoseok. “I have an early private lesson tomorrow. I don’t want to be out too late.”
“Oh, okay,” I let go of her hand and she is gone in a few seconds.
“I should go too.” Jpearl stands. “I’ll see you,” he glares at Yoongi and pointing at him, “tomorrow night".
“Bye, Hope,” J waves and then does a peace sign to Taehyung who practically falls out of his seat with happiness.
Who knew Taehyung was such a huge fan of rap that a single gesture would have him turn into a huge fanboy?
The drinks flow heavily after that. A constant stream of alcohol until I can no longer think straight.
Hoseok shuffles us all to his car a few hours later. Poor Hoseok.
“He’s just...,” Jungkook sniffles. “He’s just so perfect... and-and his mouth... gah... and,” sniff, ‘he,” sniff “likes,” sniff, “kids!”
“You’re a pitiful drunk Kook,” Hoseok grunts as he shoves the crying lovestruck in the backseat.
Yoongi stands quietly, a grumpy expression painted across his face. Taehyung falls over him, causing jealousy to well up in me one more time. Before I could move to pull him off Yoongi takes action.
“Get off me,” he barks at the giggling boy.
“Aw, Hyyyuuunnngg,” Taehyung pokes his cheek.
“No,” Yoongi grumbles and pushes Taehyung away, causing him to stumble.
I smile, stalking towards Yoongi. He pushes Taehyung away again. “Good boy,” I purr as I get closer. Yoongi notices my approach, he watches me with intense, hungry eyes.
I yelp as I'm pulled back by my collar.
“Oh no, pink boy, come here” Hoseok tsks as he tugs me by my shirt to the back seat. Kookie was still gushing about AgustD.
Love. Love? How can someone fall out of love and into love with two different people at the same time? Could that love survive?
“Why does it all have to be so difficult?” I whine as I fall over Jungkook’s lap.
Taehyung gets in the car with a smile.
I see Hoseok motion to the front seat. Yoongi nods and crawls in. Hoseok gets behind the wheel with a deep sigh.
“Why the fuck do I put up with this again?” he mutters as he pulls away.
“Because you looove us,” Taehyung grins cheekily at his friends.
We reach an unfamiliar house. I honestly don't want to think too much.
I don't remember the trek into the house or know where I'm collapsing into a deep sleep.
I can feel something warm against my back and then finally darkness.
