HIS... || YOONGI ||

6. She is a dumb cockroach!!

Yoongi's POV... 

1 month... 

Yes, one month had already passed since she transformed. 

She barely talks to me, well, I can also say she doesn't even talk to me. 

She always stays inside her apartment. 

She doesn't come to me anymore. 

She doesn't call me 'Yoongi-ah' anymore. 

She hardly gives me a glance. 

My princess changed. 

She did. 

My life is surfing in misery. I am suffocated in my own skin. I am dead in my own soul. My world feels censor. The wind blows, but all I want to witness is, her scent in it. 

The foreign land she put me in, captivated me. I am enchanted to her aura and lunatic for her. 

Staring at the piano beside me, I wonder. 

How is she?? 

Did she eat??

Did she smile??

Did she blush?? 

But my queries nonetheless remain unanswered. 

My fingertips deliberately play a soft tune. 

Closing my eyes, I perceive her. 

Every moment I ever spent with her. Every air we ever shared. Every roof we ever were under. Every path we strolled together. 

While playing, a flashback occurs in my mind. 

My eyes shot open. 

Why did I witness two kids?? 

One small boy holding a pearl in his tiny hands, and the girl smiling at him. 

I need to check on her. 

I fucking have to. 

I bolt out of my apartment and knock at her door. 

I keep knocking, but no response. 

"where the fu-" 

My sentence halts in middle upon seeing her with a guy. 

He was glimmering at her and so was she. 

Soon, they realized my presence. 

"Yoongi, what are you doing here??" She questioned. 

"What are you?? First, you had been whipped for me now this shorty!! He is a freaking drawf. I am taller than him!!" I yelled in frustration while her mouth hung open. 

"Yah!! Who the hell are you, huh??!! Also, I am not short!!" The drawf sneered at me. 

"Whatever you say, drawf!!" 

"Guys!! Stop fighting!! Yoongi, he is my Oppa!!" She said. 

"Oh wow! Now you have an Oppa!! Great just great!! Why you flirted with me when you already had an Oppa!!??" 

"Eh? I meant he is my brother." She gave me a 'What the fuck?' look. 

"I don't car-. Wait. what!?" My eyes widened at her. 

"I'll go, honey. If this ass irritates you, call me. ok??" The shorty said and left. 

"He was my uncles' son. Park Jimin. What the hell was with you??" she offered me a judging stare. 

"How would I know that?" I plainly replied. 

"Why are you here?" 

"To meet you." 

"why?" 

"Coz you are not talking to me." 

"Why you act like you care, huh?" Her eyes depicted hurt. 

"Yah!! I do!! Who said I don't!!?" I screamed in frustration. 

"..." She was back again with her, 'What the fuck?' look. 

"Y/N.... See, I miss you, ok?" I answered her while fidgeting with my nails.

Damn, it was so hard!!! Ugh!! Min Yoongi!! What's wrong with you?!?!

"Yoongi... You need to go away..." She said and moved inside her apartment. 

I stood there dumbfounded and looked at her. 

She left me... 

She really did... 

No, I am Min Yoongi. I get what I want!!

I banged on her door. 

She, in less than two seconds, opened it. 

"Are you out of your brain!!??" She asked me staggered. 

"Yea..." I replied and held her shoulders. 

She was taken aback by me. 

"What in the wor-" She halted her sentence midway as I leaned in. 

Her features were dripped with amusement. 

I kept leaning in until and unless we were one centimeter away. 

"YAH!! GO AWAY!! YOU MORON!!" She pushed me. 

"WHAT THE FUCK!! I WAS ONE CENTIMETER AWAY!!" I screeched back. 

"You are gone psycho!!" 

"Yes, I did!! For you!!" I glared at her before storming out of sight. 

She is a dumb cockroach!!

I hate you Choi Y/N!!! 

I huff and pout. 

Why can't she love me?? 

Is this how she felt when I rejected her?? 

... 

I'll win your heart Y/N.... 

I will... 

Min Yoongi gets want he wants and now... 

I want you... 

No matter how much forgiveness I'll have to ask for, but I will ask for forgiveness. 

I will make you mine... 

I will... 

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