After silently slipping out of the door, Yoongi makes his way to the sidewalk and begins his long mission. Although he's alone, he doesn't feel danger near. Sighing Yoongi runs a hand through his hair.
"I want him to just show up again" he mumbles as he comes to a stop at an intersection where many other faces began to crowd together.
A small vibration in his pocket makes him slip his phone out to see a message from Namjoon.
~Texts~
Yoongi shoves his phone back into his pocket and looks up. New faces has appeared in his view but soon stated walking towards him. He looks to see that the red walking man has turned green. Green means go.
Walking across the street he slowly stops in front of a few people huddled around a man playing a guitar. Softly, the strange man strummed and sang. His voice was nice but nothing special. He's heard better up stairs. Shrugging, he walks away from the noise and begins his walk down a street filled with bars, clubs, and hole in the walls.
That's when he hears a voice unlike others. It was soft yet powerful. Soothing but gave him goosebumps. It sounded better than all up stairs. Yoongi couldn't help but stop in his tracks and turn towards a bar that had people walking in and out. The voice that was singing was beautiful. Angelic. It was a voice Yoongi could listen to and never get bored of. It was.. mesmerizing.
Slowly Yoongi walking into the bar and that's when he felt it. That feeling of being mesmerized now faded as he looked into the stage and saw exactly what he's been looking for.
Jimin.
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An Angels Sin [YoonMin]
Fanfiction| COMPLETED | | WILL SOON UNDERGO EDITING | "Will you just go back to hell? Or will I have to drag you there?" Yoongi whispers harshly but Jimin never flinched. "Hmm.. sounds kinky. I think I'd love to be dragged by you. As long as it's to my bed"...