𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐄.

𝓔𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷

"What do you mean she's not here?" Yoongi continued to pry from his burning state. "Didn't think I would have to translate it anymore than that. She's not here." Jimin replied, agitation rooting further into his body.

"Well, where is she then?" He continued to interrogate, showing no sign of leaving the barriers of her abode. "She went to Kole Town. She said she would be back tomorrow, so come back then." Jimin swiftly drawing the door closed.

Only to have the edge of Yoongi's shoes erase his objective.

"Actually, while I'm here, I might as well talk to you." The ebony boy initiated, prying the jaw of the house open, watching the disorientated gaze wash into the melting brown of his eyes. "What would you want to talk to me about?" Jimin replicated the lost look Yoongi had worn a few moments ago.

"You can fool everyone else, but I know something is going on. It started with Jungkook, then you, then Hoseok, then Taehyung, then Seokjin and Namjoon. Don't play the whole 'it's to set you and Bella up' card because it clearly isn't. I'm not stupid." Yoongi flooded the scene with his words, each one growing more harsh as it shot off his tongue.

Jimin couldn't help but feel jeopardised by the boy, his nerves propelled into a frenzy as he sensed Yoongi falling in on his trail.

He no longer felt like the predator he had been cursed to be, but rather the prey of Min Yoongi

"W-what—." Was all Jimin could muster before Yoongi pounced on his act.

"Don't what me!" He snapped. "You and the rest of them are here more than she is. There's something fishy going on and it's really starting to piss me off."

"What? The fact that she won't tell you? Haven't you ever considered that she might not want to tell you? Don't be so bitter about i—."

Jimin's head was turned.

A slithering sting inhabited his left cheek.

The meandering curves illustrated by the discomfort was soon recognised by Jimin, telling him Yoongi had slapped him.

"Jimin?" A voice rang out, pausing the inhuman rage in its motion, preventing him from erupting.

Yoongi turned himself, allowing the picture of Bella to flood in. "What's going on here?" She questioned, voice ascending as she saw Yoongi's print on Jimin's cheek.

Swiftly comparing the two, it wasn't long before he realised what was occurring between them. The gaze he used to greet Bella with, now being made mutual. "Seriously Bella? You too?" He huffed, abandoning the scene, making his way out of the densely populated drive way.

"Wait Yoongi—." Bella ventured.

"No, stop. You're just as bad as her." He continued to blast out as his raven locks showered over his eyes. "What the hell are you going on about?" She questioned, hooking onto the boy's figure before he could further distance himself.

"You're running off with these guys who you barely know! You're clearly sucking Jimin's dick just like Emily is with Jungkook. You're all hiding something and it's just making me realise how quickly you'll change in order to get what you want." He blew out.

"Change? Seriously? The only change I see is in you! After Sofia's death, you've been distant and cold. What the hell happened with the old soft and kind Yoongi?" Bella bit back.

The boy only let his eyes ascend in an arch, jaw tensed as he never offered a reply.

Leaving only the tense atmosphere as his trail

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I really shouldn't be here.