Min Yoongi

“Hmmm, maybe I shouldn’t ask that. You always text me what you’re doing that night anyway, even if it’s getting drunk and sending me the pictures at three in the morning.” Seola teased with another sip of her coffee; turning to watch the other choreographer while they left the room then turning her attention to Yoongi once more. “Come on, I have some stuff to work on in the room. I shouldn’t take too long if you’re not doing anything, I’m hungry and would love to eat after.” She gave an bright smile while waiting on his response. Shortly after his response, she would lead him up to the last level of the building to enter into the room while glancing around. “Television remote is right here.” She spotted it in an instant with picking it up off the table and handing it to him. Moving to take an seat in the middle of the room, she would turn on her laptop after grabbing her purse off the table in the room room to set next to the laptop and coffee.

For a minute he was pretty mesmerized by all the different things they had on t.v. . Once he stumbled upon the news channel, he became confused. “What’s with this alert?” He turned to Seola for answers. “Is this the real news?”

Yoongi flung open the studio door with his foot and made his way to where he’d thought she would be. “Seola!” 

Slightly jumping due to the outburst, she would turn to send an glare his way then noticing the two coffees in hand. “Thank you, Yoongi Oppa.” She said aloud when stepping over to him with an bright smile. “What are you going to do tonight? “ She asked with taking the coffee from him once he indicated which was hers to take an long sip of.

  Upon seeing her bubbly smile, he couldn’t help but grin. “No problem.” He replied before taking a sip of his own coffee. The taste of coffee wasn’t even one he was that fond of, but he knew she liked it. Most of the time he’d prefer beer or soda. “Tonight?” Yoongi scrunched his chin trying to remember if he’d made plans. “I don’t think I’m doing anything.” Even if he’d planned something, it was probably while he was out drinking and he would never remember. It wasn’t unusual to be careless with this planning anyways.

“Call,” he muttered to the phone, hoping that the person he’d seen the other with earlier was just a friend, just someone that didn’t mean much if anything. “Call me and tell me it was nothing,” he muttered again, huffing and setting his phone down on the couch when nothing happened. Within seconds his phone started ringing, and Roe scrambled to pick up the device and laughed aloud when he saw the caller ID. “Damn, maybe I have mind control too,” he joked with himself. Letting the phone ring a couple more times to give himself more power, he finally answered. “Oh, I see you’re not too busy to call today. I would have figured you had a mouthful or were bending over right now, or something?” It was petty. He could have just said hello like a normal person. Yet he wasn’t normal right now, he was jealous.

 After hearing the other’s start to the phone call he shut his eyes and mentally sighed. “Technically I do have a mouth full.” He replied sarcastically with the lollipop still stuck to the inside of his cheek. Yoongi let out a slight giggle at his own ‘witty’ response. “Why’re so mad?” 

Every man dies, but not every man lives.

      Yoongi took a deep breath, wondering where he would go tonight. Honestly, it wasn’t going to be much of  change since he spent all night partying most nights anyway. “I won’t bother you anymore.” He said with a hint of attitude in his voice. Yoongi bit his lip. “I guess I’m destined to live on the streets anyways, right?” This time he was twisting words.  He had been told a million times by his own parents that if he didn’t straighten up he’d end up as some old man drunk sleeping on the streets. At this point he was starting to believe that. 

Oscar nodded at the male’s words pretending he didn’t care at all, he did probably a tiny bit but still cared. He bit his lower lip harshly, fists curled up as he shut his eyes not wanting to say anything to provoke the other. He wanted to say it was his choice he ended up on the street always; it was his fault he wasn’t making the right choice. He got tired of repeating the same words again and again, how many times did the other even listen, he doubted it was even once. He didn’t want to be the other’s nagging parent but he had ended up taking that role, at first things had gone smoothly, but Yoongi had fallen into his routine and it was too late for Oscar to do anything.

     Yoongi scoffed at the other and shot him an icy glare. “Right, stay silent.” He said angrily. It was starting to get to him, and this time he didn’t have anything in his system to calm him down. There was hardly a time where he wasn’t intoxicated or high on something, so reacting to something now is going to be much different. “If you have the balls to kick me out, you should have the balls to reply to me.” He added with a sharp tongue. This wasn’t like Yoongi to act so hastily, but he couldn’t help it. 

     Yoongi let out a soft laugh at the offer of cat ears. “Twin...brother?” He asked with wide eyes. Now Yoongi really thought he was dreaming. “Does he do this too? You would make double the money if he looks anything like you.” His lips curled up into a gummy grin. Without a word, he gave a slight nod and leaned in to kiss the other.