My Yoongi | Taegi [Ongoing] Chapter 4

Taehyung’s PoV

   Argh! Answer it damnit!

 *Leave a message after the beep*

 “Hey min fuck! Answer my call”, I shouted to the phone and the Police looked at me but I just ignored it.

 And yes Police, apparently I’m here at the police station in the village where Yoongi lives. I didn’t fucking know that cogarettes aren’t allowed so I just drove there with one hand while puffing cigarettes. 

 Why didn’t Yoongi’s little friends told me? Are they fucking toying me?

To: Yoongi

 ‘Hey min twink! Come here at your village’s police station in 10 minutes or I’ll rip your ass.’

sent.

  “Is your friend coming?”, The police behind the desk asked me boringly. I’m here almost half an hour and my friend which is not, yoongi is not answering his damn phone. 

  “Good afternoon officer.”, The small twink arrived and greeted the officer and didn’t even glanced at me.

  He explained to the officer that I didn’t know the rules and blah blaah blaaah etc.

  “Hey min!” I called him when he is walking outside the Police station. 

  Why the hell is he always ignoring me? Calls, text even in personal. I know I’m annoying but I’m handsome.

 “Min!”, I hold his wrist to stop him.

 “You’re hot.”

 “I know.”

 “I mean you’re sick.”

 “I know.”, And he is talking in monotone again with that annoying poker face.

 “Is it why you are absent?”

 “Isn’t it obvious?”

 “I’m just asking, so answer seriously you shorty.”, I frowned cause I’m getting irritated.

 “So, let’s go to your house.”, I pulled him inside my car. He didn’t bring his car, I guess. Maybe he just walked on the way here.

 “Who said you can go?”

 “Me.”

 “K. Whatever.”

  Then we drove to his house and hell! It was huge!. I mean my house is huge but his place is huge and cleaner. 

 “Are you alone?”

 “Can you see someone else?”

 “No, I thought you’ll have someone. You know, with your parents cause you are weird. And looked like a mama’s boy.”, I dropped myself on his sofa.

 “You look like one too.”, I just ignored it.

 “Will you serve me something to eat, min?”

 “I have none. Go home probably you’ll  have something to eat there.”

 “Why so rude?”

 “Just go away.”

 “If you don’t have something to eat for me then maybe I’ll just eat you?”