"It's not what it looks like." I say almost instantly which probably didn't help In-jung's suspiciousness.

"Then what does it look like, Y/n?" He asks, eyes hard.

I had never seen In-jung this angry looking before.

I contemplated telling him everything but that wouldn't be a good idea seeing as he already has problems with his brother.

"In-jung." I begin but he stands up.

"Where are you going?" I ask.

"I'm going to talk to him." He says as he starts to walk.

My eyes widen and I reach out and grab his arm to stop him.

"Let go of me." he says, anger seeping into his words.

"In-jung please. I told you it's not what it looks like." I say and his head snaps in my direction.

"Then tell me what it looks like. Please Y/n , enlighten me." he says and his tone is serious yet dripping with sarcasm.

"I can't." I sigh as my eyes drop from his.

He yanks his arm from my grasp and walks out.

I try to stop him but he gets in his car and drives away.

Since he took my phone there's no way I could text Yoongi and tell him what was about to happen.

All I could do was wait.

____
Yoongi's pov~

"Have a good night, Sir." Eun-bi says as I walk into the lobby from the elevator.

"You too." I wave as I exit the building.

The cold air sent shivers down my spine.

I covered myself and made my way to my car but before I could get inside I heard my name.

When I turned I came face to face with my brother.

"What are you doing here?" I ask and my eyes trail down to his hands which are bawled into fists.

"How long have you been using Y/n? And don't lie to me!" He says with a voice as cold as stone.

"don't know what you're talking about." I say.

"Don't lie to me! I saw the text!" He snaps but before I can even talk he comes to me and grabs me by the collar, tugging me forward roughly.

"I swear to god Yoongi I'm not going to let you use her." He threatens.

"I don't intend on ever using her so I don't know where you got that idea. Now let go of me." I say lowly so no one hears and tries to make this bigger than it already is.

"What are you trying to do exactly?" He asks as his eyes narrow.

"What are you talking about?" I ask as I try to loosen myself from his grasp.

"Why are you trying to drag Y/n into your fucked up life? Leave her out of it. I'll will do everything in my power to make her quit if I have to." He threatens.

"My fucked up life? You don't know anything about my life." I hiss.

"And who's fault is that?!" He snaps back.

When he says that I fall silent.

"Leave her alone Yoongi. I won't accept this. I won't let you toy around with her and make her be your fake girlfriend just so you don't get in trouble by your douche of a father." He says as he let's go of my shirt and pushes me roughly.

"Fine."

"Fine?" He questions, eyebrows raised.

"I said fine." I repeat.

"Fine as in you won't play around anymore and you'll keep it professional?" He asks.

"Fine as in I won't have her fake being my girlfriend anymore." I say and his eyes narrow.

"What are you trying to say?" He asks as his fists begin to clench.

"I'm saying that I'm going to make her my real girlfriend."