My Hitman Min Yoongi | 21+ | completed ✔️

Chapter 10

Yoongi threw some blankets and towels on the floor to make a bed and laid down on the motel floor. He stuck his right forearm under his head and stared up at the ceiling his mind filled with nothing but the girl sleeping the bed next to him.

This is the first time in a long time he had helped someone, it felt strange. He wanted to push the feeling away, but he had to admit, it felt a little good to do it. Stitching up her wound, getting her pain killers and giving her a place to sleep. Maybe she was like a puppy after all. A puppy Yoongi wanted to take care of.

What a ridiculous thought he stopped himself. This girl is nothing more than a problem, he reminded himself. She is the reason that the police are now hot on my tail. Not to mention her wonderful fiancé is probably going to stop at nothing to catch us. Yoongi was going to have to deal with them later, for now he needed to focus on getting rid of Mina.

Yoongi sat up and peeked over at the sleeping girl, he watched as her soft pale skin reflected in the moonlight from the window. He saw how her chest gently rose and fell with each precious breath. Her neck was particularly exposed at this moment and he couldn't help but think about killing her now. Getting it over and done with. So that he could focus back on covering his tracks from the fiancé and the police.

Yoongi gently slipped his hand into his jeans pocket and pulled out his pocket knife. The pain killers he gave her were pretty strong, she would be out for a while, it would be so easy for him. One slice of that delicate skin is all it would take to clear away his problem.

He played with the pocket knife in his hands and pressed the button so the knife sprung out. Yoongi slowly started to make his way over to her eying her up like his prey. She was so vulnerable right now, it was almost too easy, she really said she trusts me. What a stupid choice to make. She is well aware that I kill people everyday... why did she say she trusts me?

Yoongi paused for a minute hovering over her unsuspecting body with the knife in his hands. She trusts me. The more he thought about it the more it puzzled him. No one had ever trusted him, no one accept for his boys, but they do unspeakable things just like he does. But she... she wouldn't hurt a fly. Why would she trust me?

Yoongi was too lost in his thoughts to realise Mina was starting to mumble something and roll around in distress "please stop" she murmured uncomfortably in her sleep. Her voice surprised Yoongi and he quickly closed the knife away in case she were to wake up fully.

"Get off me" she cried out a little louder now. She is having a nightmare? He watched in amusement "I told you no" her breathing was really fast by now and she was rolling around in the sheets in a state of panic.

"H-hey" Yoongi said quietly really unsure of what to do right now

"Please stop" she cried out rather loudly, Yoongi was afraid someone in another room would hear

"Hey" he grabbed her arm and squeezed it a little "wake up" he shook her a little causing her to violently erupt out of her nightmare. Yoongi widened his eyes as she panted and clutched her chest coming out her dream state.

Then she started crying. At first a little bit and then a lot. Balling her eyes out by now. Without hesitation she grabbed Yoongi's shirt and curled herself into his chest for comfort. Yoongi was completely taken back and really had no idea what to do now. She clutched onto his T-shirt for dear life and sobbed into his chest as he sat half off the bed awkwardly.

Eventually Yoongi slowly started to put his arms around her trying to... comfort her?

"I-I'm Sorry Yoongi" she sobbed

"Sorry for what?" He said as his eyes scanned around the room awkwardly having no idea what to do or say in his situation.

"I hope I didn't wake you" she sniffed rubbing her nose as she laid into his chest

"Y-you didn't..." she realised the awkwardness in his voice and quickly pushed away from him realising she had made him uncomfortable

"Sorry..." She sniffled again trying to compose herself

"Y-you always have nightmares?" He asked trying to make the air in the room become a little more breathable

She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and looked over to the boy next to her on the bed as the moonlight shone down on him "Yes. A lot." She scratched her arm and looked down in nervousness

Yoongi stared at her for a moment studying her body language, he wondered why she had nightmares... And what they were about...

"I-I think I will try and go back to sleep again now" she shuffled in the bed awkwardly and rolled over away from Yoongi.

Yoongi slowly stood up and made his way back over to his make shift bed on the floor before she stopped him "y-you can sleep in the bed with me... it's ok..." she croaked looking at him with sad eyes

"No... it's ok I-"

"Please Yoongi" there she was with those eyes again, those damn eyes made Yoongi feel a soft spot in the pit of his stomach. Why were they so beautiful? So relaxing? So comforting?

Yoongi debated for a moment before slowly slipping into the bed next to her. He made sure to keep a lot of distance between Mina. He faced his back to her body and shuffled on the uncomfortable mattress.

He had never slept in a bed with a girl before. Well he had slept in the same bed as his sister when they were kids but this was very different. He didn't have to kill his sister...

The birds tweeted and the sun beams shone in through the curtains of the motel room directly into Yoongi's eyes causing him to wake. He looked over and almost flinched in fear when he saw Mina clutching onto his left arm with her nose buried into the side of it in a small little ball. She was breathing softly into the side of his arm so he could feel her warm breath against his cold skin.

Yoongi slowly tried to slide her off of his arm only for her to grab tighter in her dream state of sleep. He sighed and tried again to remove his arm, again she grabbed tighter. The third time he really pulled quite hard causing her to wake up.

Her eyes flickered open to see her fingers wrapped around Yoongi's bicep as he froze mid-tug. His face was shock and confusion. Mina quickly realised she has been holding on to him and instantly let go "Sorry" she mumbled awkwardly climbing out of bed and hurrying to the bathroom to freshen up.

Mina was so strange in her sleep, it's like she never truly rests. Constantly in a tense state.

After 20 minutes Yoongi knocked on the bathroom door and cleared his throat "Mina we need to go now"

"Ok, just a second" she called before opening the door. She was much more refreshed now after a shower.

Yoongi's eyes instantly turned into massive golf balls as he saw Mina wrapped in a towel dab her wet hair with another. He instantly turned to look away and spoke to her whilst looking at the wall "I have some spare clothes you can wear" he handed her his jumper and some sweat pants that had shrunk in the wash, whilst still making eye contact with the wall.

Mina looked over to see a very uncomfortable Yoongi holding out some clothes for her to change into.

"Yoongi" she said softly "you can look at me you know" Yoongi didn't budge his eyes still fixed to the wall. Mina smirked and exhaled a little. The big bad murder was afraid of girls? She thought.

Mina slowly glided out of the bathroom towards yoongi and gently took the clothes off of him "thank you" Mina hummed. But before she could turn back to get changed she couldn't help but find out more.

"You still don't want to look at me?" She whispered biting her lip standing next to him. "Yoongi, are you uncomfortable?"

"No"

"Then look at me"

Yoongi slowly turned and looked at her in the small white towel, he didn't know how to feel. She looked beautiful. That's the first word that popped into his head. Beautiful. Despite all the cuts and bruises he could now see visible, it didn't matter to him. She was so beautiful.

Mina looked up at him with her doe eyes and smiled at him softly "Yoongi I-"

"Put your clothes on. We are leaving. Now. I'll be waiting in the car." He snapped and just like that he grabbed his bag and headed out the room, storming down the corridor trying to shake the image of her in a towel out of his mind.