waste it on me | myg

FOU

^ i do not own the song, the video, bts, or steve aoki.

FOUR

넷 -and baby i'm no stranger;

"why are you wearing his clothes?"

yoongi snarls at the girl in front of him.

"h-he, he gave them to me! do you have a problem with it?" minji tries to act tough, albeit she was quivering inside.

"no."

"then why are you here?"

he sighs, knowing he right into hoseok's waiting trap.

"it was hobi, that little—" yoongi turns around to find the other boy gone. "—shit."

"don't talk about him in that way, dipshit." minji had suddenly gained an air of confidence in defense of her best friend.

"i'll say what i want, when i want." yoongi snarls.

"keep talking like that, see where it gets you." she retorts, turning her back to him. he does the same.

"i shouldn't have saved you from jihoon."

"i never asked to be saved anyways."

"get rid of your fucking attitude," he snaps. "it's making my head ache."

"and your face makes me want to puke, but you don't hear me complaining."