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– PART TWO

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— pt. 2

“Y/N?” Yoongi’s eyes widened at the sight of you. His lips were slightly parted in shock of your presence. He gulped, walking towards you. You backed away, pushing yourself to move backwards. You ended up coming to a dead end when your back touched the headboard of the bed.

“It’s been a long time.” Yoongi stopped three steps away from you. He senses that you were uncomfortable and best decided to just keep his distance away from you. “H-how have you been?”

You blinked twice realising that you were in daze. It was the first time in three years that you interacted with Yoongi and you hoped that you hadn’t had to cross path with him again, but here you were in the same room as Min Yoongi — the boy whom you used to love but decided to leave you alone.

“I- I’m sorry, I didn’t know that this room was occupied. The door was unlock—“ You wanted to make an excuse to leave, but before you could even continue your sentence, he cut you off.

“I’ve missed you.” He said out those three words to you as if nothing had happened between the both of you. As if you two hadn’t had encountered something so surreal and unforgettable.

Your mind was basically racing. You didn’t knew what to do or say next. You were in such an awkward situation that all you wanted to do was to break free from the uncomfortable scenario, but you knew that you couldn’t. He would stop you from leaving, there wasn’t a point to leave. Just tell him how you feel, Y/N. It’s now or never. You thought.

“Y/N?”

“No Yoongi. You can’t miss me. You have no rights to. Aren’t you with that girl—“ Again, he cut you off. But this time, Yoongi didn’t say anything. He simply crashed his lips onto yours, kissing you roughly as he could, he wanted you to kiss him back badly, but you didn’t gave in to his desires, instead you pushed him away from you, but you didn’t had the strength to. He was just too strong.

“Y/N... I missed you.” Yoongi repeated. You felt the urged to tell him that you did too, that you missed him more than he does. However something was holding you back and you knew that it was because it had been five years. Yoongi and his Girlfriend had been together for three years, they seemed happy in the media and you didn’t want to ruin it. Furthermore, no matter how much you loved him and longed to be with him, you never wanted to be the other woman.

“Say something please.” He held both your wrists tightly, forehead onto yours as he breathed heavily on your face. He whispered those words to you in desperation.

But before you could say anything else, you felt your body feeble. All the crying you did and the shocked that you had after seeing Yoongi for such a long period of time, your mind just couldn’t function with your body. You felt numb. You felt weak. You felt helpless.

And the last thing you knew, it was pitch black.

—

“Y/N ah.” You heard somebody called out to you. Slowly, you opened your eyes and found yourself in the same setting as last night except— well now was early in the morning. The first thing you did was to look out of the window. Seeing the early morning sky, you squinted your eyes when the sun hit them.

Then you suddenly snapped out from your daze, looking at the person who had called out to you earlier. You turned your head seeing Jisoo looking down at you with a wide smile on her face.

“W-What?” You thought that you were dreaming. But it couldn’t be a dream, could it? Last night you met Min Yoongi and it was the most real thing you felt ever since he left. You immediately sat up from the bed, looking confused at Jisoo.

“Jin called me to come pick you up.” Jisoo simply explained.

“How did Jin found out I was here?” You frowned.

“Y/N, Jin is Yoongi’s Friend, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten about what happened to between of you.”

“Huh? W-what happened between us?” Your hands naturally caressed your arms, you thought of the possibilities that might or might not have happened to both you and Yoongi, but either way you needed to make sure it hadn’t had to do anything physically related. You simply just thought that Yoongi have taken advantage of you once you passed out last night.

Jisoo chuckled. She read your mind, and was fascinated that you have the balls to even imagine you and Yoongi together — in bed. You should’ve known better that Yoongi wasn’t single anymore, him taking advantage of you last night was most unlikely to occur.

Jisoo ruffled your messy hair. “Silly girl. Nothing kinky happened last night, he just tucked you in bed before leaving and called Jin to pick you up.”

Your mind was still in perplexity. “I- I don’t understand.”

“You don’t have to understand anything Y/N. Now get up and get ready for work.”

—

At the office, you couldn’t help think about Yoongi. He was in your mind for the past seven hours or so and here you were sitting at your office, fiddling with your pen as you thought deeply about him.

Why did he come back all of a sudden? Isn’t he attached with that girl? Why did he say he missed me? Aish, what do I do? This is all too much for me. D- do I still have feelings for him? No I can’t have feelings for him. Nothing happened to the both of us anyway. We weren’t something back then so why do I still feel this way?

A sudden knock on your office door suddenly jolted you up from your daze. You told the person to come in, and when you saw it was your Receptionist, you frowned.

“Yeah can I help you?” You never really see the receptionist walking around. Usually she just sits there behind her desk, servicing the people who comes into the building.

“Ma’am, a person by the name Min Yoongi is here to see you. He refuses to book an appointment with you. I have already informed him that you have a meeting in five minutes time but all he said was that five minutes was exactly what he needs with you. Should I let Mr Min Yoongi come in?”

You felt your heart thumped faster. You tried hiding your sweaty palms, attempting to look undisturbed in front of your employee.

“Sure. Let Mr Min Yoongi inside.”

From then on, you believed that Min Yoongi wasn’t going anywhere. He was going to be difficult to get rid of.

Why did I let him come back in my life?