《The Mafia "bride" (Yoonmin) *Completed*》Chapter 105
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I brought my knees to my chest and hugged my legs. 'This is just a dream Jimin... This isn't real Jimin... He's fine Jimin'. I told myself while I rock back and forth. "Yoongi's safe and sound Jimin... Moonbyul doesn't have him... You wouldn't let them fight her if she had him". I said, while letting my tears fall.
I was to busy letting my sorrows eat me alive that I didn't know someone was standing in front of me til I felt someone pat me on my head. "
I looked up and saw Yoongi. I grabbed his hand and it was warm. "Are you going to answer me?". Yoongi asked. "You". I said. "Huh?". Yoongi said. "YOU IDIOT!". I started hitting him. "What the hell did I do!?!". Yoongi yells. "I hate you! I hate you so much!". I covered my face and start crying again.
"Hey, hey... What's wrong?". Yoongi hugs me. "I...*hic* I thought I lost you". I choked out. "I went to get some food". Yoongi says. "The men didn't tell you that?". Yoongi ask and I shook my head. "Yoongi growls and hugs me tighter. "I'm so sorry Jimin". Yoongi says and kissed my head.
"Get off me". I pushed him away. "Making me worry". I huffed. "I'm sorry". Yoongi said. "You owe me SO many cuddles and ice cream". I puffed out my cheeks. "Ok". Yoongi smiled and a shoe hits him in his head. "Yoongi!". I gasp. "YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!!!".
"Ji... Eek!". I ducked from Jin's other shoe and it hits Yoongi in his face. "Oh my gosh! Are you ok!?!". I asked. "You moved!". Yoongi yells at me. "You deserve it though". I innocently tilt my head. "Making Jimin waste his tears on you for a cheeseburger!?!". Jin shouted. "Actually, I got...". "I DON'T GIVE A RATS ASS WHAT YOU GOT!".
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"Jin? Why are you...". Hoseok sees Yoongi and gave him a dark glare. "You motherfucking HEARTBREAKER!". Hoseok screamed. "Jung, watch your wo...". "Making the bride cry over your short ass! I should beat your ass!". Hoseok shouts. "Hoseok shu...". "No... No... FUCK YOU!". Hoseok barks.
"You don't deserve the bride with your cat looking ass! Your white out head ass!". Hoseok yells. "Get him baby!". Jin cheers. "Bride! Good news! Yoon...". Namjoon came from around the corner and glared at Yoongi. "Oh! So you were just playing with the bride's feelings!". Namjoon nods. "I didn't do...". "No! Fuck you!". Namjoon yelled.
"Why won't y'all let me tal...". "Come on bride, let's get you home". Namjoon said. "Thank you". I smiled at him. "We can have a friend day and talk about your bitch ass ex". Jin pats my shoulder. "Ex? What ex?". Yoongi hissed and Jin scoffed. "You got two bitch ass ex's now... I'm so sorry". Jin said. "It's ok". I giggled.
"What?". Yoongi whines. "To the Hobimobile!". Jin says and drags me away. "I hat... ". "You're walking home". Hoseok and Namjoon says and left Yoongi alone in the hallway. "The hell?". Yoongi blinks.
"FIRED! ALL OF YOU!".
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