Who Are You

Chapter 65

Yoongi and I exchanged incomprehensible glances, watching the clingy couple.

"So, she knew about me?" I asked in absolute dement. Top 10 anime betrayals.

"Um... What? Baby, you knew Jerry?" She tilted her head in confusion.

*Throws flower petals at Minho* Best brother ever.

"Yeah. She is my sister," he said. His hand reached the back of his neck as he gave her a crooked smile. Her jaw dropped and her eyes widened dramatically. I fucking love dramatic people.

I leaned slightly closer to her ear, singing, "Travel with me. Don't you wanna run away~"

She leaned back and looked over me but just laughed later.

"What a pleasant surprise. Though I would probably kill him later but it's such wonderful news. My favourite author will be my sis in law!"

"Yeah babe," he leaned slightly to peck her cheek but she pinched his lips together making him look like Donald Duck.

"No kisses for you, for at least a week!" She reprimanded making me and Yoongi giggle.

"Ouch, that's harsh," Yoongi let out. There were a lot of people just watching us.

Some glances are fine, like that of admiration. But some are just like eye fucking my man as if he was their pizza, I wish I could pluck out their eyeballs and boil them in menstrual blood. Gross. Well, that's what they are.

"Gimme a minute guys, lemme talk to my duck first," she said, pulling him by his lips. I stan her.

I looked up at Yoongi with an amazed countenance and he had a similar one.

Well, this wasn't bad at all.

"So, let's go Miss Jarvis?" He asked.

"Yes Mr Min," I smiled.

But before we could, Suho approached us. His hands were jammed in his pant pockets and he gave us a very disgusting look.

"You got a nice one, Jee," he complimented.

"I know. Thanks," I replied, maintaining my smile.

"So, man!" He gently slapped Yoongi's stomach with the back of his hand as if he was elder.

"Suho! Respect!" I almost snapped but Yoongi held my hand, signalling the people watching us.

"Do you like my girl? I mean, she has a nice body. How is she?" He smirked.

Um... Thanks? That's not false. It's a fact.

I felt Yoongi's grip tighten on my hand, his jaw clenching. Please, Yoon, calm down.

"She's not your girl," he grunted through gritted teeth. Fuck. No. Yoongi, patience.

I saw a victory smirk dancing on Suho's face.

"Well um.. she is. I was her first. Right baby? She feels really good. I bet you're addicted and obsessed," he said.

Hah! You wish? I'll cut off your chilli pepper and put it in the museum for the smallest things that exist!

Yoongi knows that he is lying. I fucking lost my virginity to him! But still, his lips parted to speak something that I know would be ruled by the anger playing in his throat.

Before he could, I added, "Oh yeah."

Yoongi looked towards me, bewildered.

Don't worry, my love, I know this bastard since I was a kid.