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mrsparknamjoon · 3 years

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drabble #89

yoongi x reader || angst || 1.301 words (oops?) prompt: “i noticed” warnings: cursing, mentions of violence, death & murder rating: pg-17 tags: brother’s best friend to lovers, spy!au

“You know what’s funny? I never asked for any of this. You think you’re doing me a favor, but you’re not” you pointed your finger at him, “I don’t need your help, I don’t need anything, to be honest. Matter of fact, I don’t know why you’re still here.”

“Because I care about you” he walked towards you.

“Oh, you care about me?” you scoffed, “Please, just get out” pushing him out of the way.

“I promised your brother I would take care of you” he turned his back, grabbing your wrist.

“That’s not my problem” you yanked your arm away, “That’s between you and him.”

“You’re acting out. It’s fine, go ahead.”

“I’m not acting out. Don’t treat me like a child. I’m a grown woman.”

“You didn’t have time to process his death” he pinched the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes for just a second, like he was talking to himself more than to you, “This is your way of grieving.”

“Shut up” you shouted.

“Let me help you” he reached for your hand once again.

“Are you deaf?” you took two steps back, hitting your lower back on the doorknob, “I don’t need help. And if you’re not getting out then I am.”

He was faster than you, and as soon as you tried to cross the threshold he blocked the way, both hands on the frame, “You’re not going anywhere.”

“Watch me” you challenged him, feeling the rage burning inside, and proceeding to go below one of his arms.

“No” he moved his right leg and blocked you. Again.

“Move” you warned him, punching his left rib with your right hand, yet he didn’t even flinch. “Yoongi, get out of my way.” You weren’t shouting anymore you were straight-up yelling at his face.

“Not until you calm down.”

“You know I’m not scared to punch you in the face, right?”

“I noticed” he mocked. The frustration you felt was overwhelming, and the mere fact he was alive and breathing instead of your brother was driving you absolutely insane. So you tried to punch him a few times with no luck. He kept dodging.

“You’re going to get hurt” he held your wrists firmly, “I don’t wanna hurt you.”

“You already did! Now move!”

“I did? When?” he asked, letting you go.

“When you let my brother die.”

“You don’t know what you are talking about” Yoongi's eyes displayed so many emotions at once, it was hard for you to understand what was truly going through his head. But one thing you were sure of: he was on the verge of shedding a few angry tears.

“He trusted you, you know? He really did. Fuck, at some point so did I. Never, in my wildest dreams, thought you would betray him.”

Yoongi took a step closer, your noses almost touching, “I didn’t betray him.”

“Fine. Whatever you say” you laughed, and then pushed him, “Now let me go.”

Yoongi closed his eyes in exasperation as soon as your hands touched his chest.

“Calm. Down” he replied annoyed.

“Stop telling me to calm down. Stop telling me you’re going to help. Stop telling me you care about me. Stop with all this bullshit. You’re not who I thought you were. Again, you think you’re doing me a favor, but you’re not. I’m tired of looking at your face and being reminded of what happened. I will always be better off on my own. You took him away from me. You really did. He never wanted this life, this was not his dream, but he went along with it because his ‘best friend’ needed him. And where does that leave me, huh? He never cared to ask either. It’s okay. I get it. But you? Ha, you have some nerve showing up like this, trying to boss me around. You act like you need to save me or something. I don’t need saving. I need my brother.”

“I know” Yoongi ran his fingers frantically through his hair.

“Get out of my way” you walked past him, heading towards the door again.

“Please,” he shouted and you turned, “just listen to me” he added more softly.

“Let me make one thing abundantly clear,” you ran up to his face, tears streaming down your cheeks, “I don’t know what my brother told you but I’m not some fragile little girl. If I wanted to I could kill you right now.”

He tilted his head, eyes red, looking like a mad man, “Why don’t you?”

“Because I’m not like you” you stared at Yoongi like he was trash. Absolutely disgusting. You couldn’t hold it in anymore. You were hurt, lost, and scared. Living in a world without your brother was very scary.

“You don’t know what you’re saying” Yoongi sniffled and started pacing around the room, “You don’t know the whole story. Stop acting like a child then I might stop treating you like one. Fuck!” he punched the air, “Do you think this is easy? I lost my best friend, my brother.”

“You’re so fake, oh my god” you covered your mouth.

“That bratty attitude won’t get you anywhere” he stopped and faced you, “Instead of saying so much shit, why don’t you ask me what truly happened that day? Why don’t you ask me the full story? You go on and on about your brother’s death but you weren’t there. You didn’t see it. You didn’t feel it happen. You didn’t hear him take his last breath. You don’t know what it was like to see your favorite person just cease to exist right in front of you.”

By the time Yoongi was done with his rant he was once again right in front of you. It was a stare-down contest for a few seconds before you managed to voice more calmly what you really wanted to say.

“I don’t trust you” you poked his chest, “I don’t know you” you poked again, “For all I care you can lie about the whole thing, which is exactly what I think you've been doing since December so…” you turned and walked to the couch to grab your bag. You were leaving.

“So what? What are your other options?” Yoongi confronted you, coming right behind, “Who can you call right now that knows your brother better than I do? Who? Do you know any of his friends' names? Numbers? Addresses?” he stood beside you and leaned down to see your face as you threw a few things into the bag, “Were any of these people there when he died? No. So there you go. I’m all you got” he slapped his chest a couple of times, “You have no choice other than believe me.”

“This is ridiculous,” you threw the bag over your shoulder, “go fuck yourself.”

Yoongi chuckled, “You’re not leaving this room”, pulling you by the bag.

“Here we go again” you threw your bag on the floor, ready to slap the shit out of him if you had to.

“Listen to me very carefully because I won’t repeat myself” he kicked your bag to the other side of the room, “As of today, February 23rd, you have been placed in the witness protection program due to your brother’s death. He was targeted and killed, and we suspect you’re next.

“We?” you looked at him confused, “Who is we?”

“The government” Yoongi bluntly stated.

You felt your head spinning all of a sudden like you opened your eyes too fast on a bright summer day, “Are you a spy?”

“Something along those lines” he nodded, “So was your brother.”

You gasped.

“That’s why I need you to stay fucking inside. I promised him I would take care of you, and I’m going to keep that promise. Whatever it takes.”

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monobts · 4 years

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Carved Ice PT. 1

Paring: YoongixReader Genre: Ice Hockey AU, Social Media AU, Angst, Fluff

PT1, PT2, PT3

a/n: This is my first fanfic ree, I’ve been daydreaming about this whole idea for a few days now so here it is. Please excuse any errors and stuff.

As the snow settled on the ground around the lake, your skates carved small circles and loops around its frozen surface, coming to a stop you looked up to see a dark haired boy sheepishly watching, in his hands were a pair of hockey skates and a hockey stick. "S-sorry, I just couldn't help but watch.." He shyly said as his skates clanked against each other as he nervously smiled and looked at you. "That's ok! I'm guessing you need the lake now right?" You said pointing to his skates as you glided over to the edge. "U-uh y-yeah, I mean if you're finished." He stuttered as you waddled over to the bench seat and sat down. "Go ahead, I need to head home soon anyway" You said as you fought with your laces trying to get them undone. You felt the weight shift on the bench as he sat down too, his hair starting to stick to his forehead as he bent down to put his skates on. Now you could look at him properly, his skin was pale and his eyes were dark to match his hair, you were pulled out of your daydream as he looked up at you. "You okay?" He said as you jumped a little at his voice. "Y-yeah of course! I've got to go, good luck with your practice!" You said as you gathered your things and headed off. As you started to walk you felt a hand wrap around your wrist, looking back you saw the boy staring at you. "I'm Yoongi...M-Min Yoongi" He quietly said as he let go of your wrist.

"(Y/N)... (Y/N) (Y/L/N)" You said smiling slightly and looking at his face as he broke into a gummy smile.

As you approached the lake you groaned and whined, you had hoped to get one last skate in before the ice became too thin but as you got closer the shimmer of water gliding along the surface said it all. "Ahhh shit!" Was all you heard from behind you as you threw your head back and sighed. "You can say that again!" You said as a boy stopped at your side. "But now you can't ruin the ice before I skate, I guess that’s good." A small laugh came from the boy as he looked at you. "Me? Min Yoongi? Ruin the ice? Don't kid yourself, all your twirling is what ruins it!" Yoongi said in a whiny voice.

You smiled and looked at him, you’d become close friends after the time you met here at the lake, everyday he’d come earlier and earlier to watch you skate until he ended up getting here before you on many occasions.

“My twirling does nothing to the ice Yoongi! You know this!” you said as he laughed and looked at the lake.

“Well I guess we aren’t going to skate today, do you want to come over for a while?” He asked as his boots kicked at what was left of the snow.

“Sure, It’s better then feeling sorry for ourselves here.” You said as he smiled, picking his gear up and heading off towards his house. You ran after him as you placed your skates into your bag and flung it over your shoulder.

Walking to Yoongi’s house didn’t take very long as he only lived a few streets away from the lake, the house was small but no larger than yours and the yard in front had a hockey goal placed in the middle.

“Mom, we’re home!” He yelled as he swung the door open and let your through first. “We?!” You heard back as he laughed and dropped his gear in the doorway, you smiled as you dropped your gear on top of his and followed him further into the house.

“The lake’s finished” He said as you both walked into the kitchen, his mother standing by the sink washing some fruit and other plants off.

“Ahhh! (Y/N) It’s great to see you again.” She said as you smiled and said the same to her.

“We’re going to go upstairs and we’re going to watch a movie, okay?” he said giving her a hug and taking your hand as he leads you away, you manage to smile and give his mother a small wave before you’re heading up the stairs.

It was your choice this time and of course Yoongi was protesting about it, he knew he’d fall asleep and even the weather agreed, the clouds had covered the once blue sky and the light patter of rain turned heavy and loud, so loud that the movie started to drain away and all you could hear was the rain on the roof.

You felt warm and safe as the sound of the rain got heavy once again , your eyes opening to find the room dark and the movie playing at the menu screen for probably the 100th time, you curled back into the warmth and you took no notice of where you were, in your mind you were safe.

The loud crash from outside woke you, bolting straight up from were you were curled up as you looked out the window and saw the large tree across the road had fallen down in the winds that had now joined the rain.

“Stop moving so much..” You heard as your gaze shifted down to where Yoongi laid, curled up against the back of the couch in his room, his arms around your waist as he looks up at you.

“Sorry, It’s just the weather outside is getting pretty bad..” You said quietly as you wiggled back down and resting your head next to his again, this was a common occurrence for you both, to fall asleep next to each other and to think nothing of it but something about today made you feel different, like there was something tugging at your heartstrings.

“Just stay here for the night, please..?” He said as he rested his head against yours and pulled you closer.

“You think I’d actually dare step outside in this weather?” You laughed as he held you tightly, the rain was getting heavier as you fell back asleep, it was as if the weather was getting worse and telling you to stay.

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You’d finally made it to the ice arena, your bus was late and you’d wasted half of your allocated time getting to the arena itself. Walking in you expected to hear the sound of skates carving up the ice but instead the rink was empty. Normally you and Yoongi book the arena for two hours, one for him and one for you, but today he was no where to be found, even the ice hadn’t been touched. Whipping out your phone you sent him a message.

No reply. This wasn’t like Yoongi, he’d even messaged you the day before asking if you were still going. As you got your skates on and headed to the ice you felt a pang of sadness hit you, Yoongi would always reply to you but what was more weird is that Yoongi would always stay after he had finished so he could watch you, it was also good having someone there in case something happened. Something was off and you knew it.

You lined yourself up for as simple warm up jump, gliding along the frozen surface as you came up to your take off point, digging the toe pick into the ice you launched yourself into the air, but then a thought struck you, the forecast for the lake said it’d be fine to skate on, but you knew this wasn’t the case as you walked past it on your way to the bus and it was melting.

“What if Yoongi went to the lake to skate and he’s hurt?”

As soon as that thought had passed your mind your whole body came crashing onto the ice, the wind was knocked out of you and you were sent sliding for another few inches. You couldn’t move for a few seconds and you began to panic, wishing Yoongi was here to check on you, suddenly everything went blank and dark.

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