- Chapter 6 :

I tried not to scoff or sigh as I padded behind Yoongi, my eyes wandering up and down his back instead for pure entertainment.

If he knew that I was present, he definitely didn't show it at all. My head dropped to the marble floor as I suppressed a sigh, reminding myself that I was mute. Talking would cause more suspicion and doubt, more trouble.

I haphazardly wondered if the hospital would be enthralled to see me again, probably not though. However I needed my medicines back if I wanted to last another few weeks. I bit the inside of my cheek and immediately felt myself rocket into a hard body, a inaudible yelp leaving my lips.

I felt myself fall back and waited for the fall. I was half expecting Yoongi to catch me since it was his back and well, it usually happens.

I was hella wrong.

My butt made contact with the cold marble floor and at that moment in time I wondered if life could become any worse. Apparently it could. I looked up to find Yoongi's cold dark eyes watching me, disgust and a sadistic amusement swirling with his iris.

"So you're not only mute but your also clumsy?" He smirked and I frowned, looking down. I stopped tears from falling from my eyes as I tired to push down the memories of betrayal and hate my mind had registered.

I quickly got up myself and dusted my pants, walking past Yoongi with my eyes trailing the floor. I heard a pause before he sped up and resumed walking in front of me, forgetting that anything had happened. My own mind was in a spur, reminiscing all my child hood memories.

This time I stopped when I saw the door and avoided Yoongi's body as I pushed the door open. I was about to leave the building — and hopefully these people's lives forever when a warm hand latched onto my cold hand. I discreetly looked back to see Yoongi challenging me, his eyes boring straight into my eyes.

"I'm sorry." He nonchalantly muttered and my eyebrows raised, my lips slightly parted. Was he feeling guilty this whole time? I nodded, realizing that he too was soft on the inside and tough on the outside.

"It's alright." I mumbled and froze, using my free hand to cover my mouth. Yoongi also paused, before his eyes widened and his grip on my hand increased, eliciting a yelp from me. "Did you just speak?" He commanded, eyes hardening. Why the hell was he getting mad?

"I—" he didn't let me finish as he grumbled. "Does that mean you were lying about your real name as well, Yoonie?" He asked in a mocking tone and I gulped, years forming in my eyes. I felt a surge of panic embrace my mind and I fought it back hard, however without medicine, it was tough.

"Please let me go!" I whispered, tears dripping from my eyes. Yoongi seemed confused to see tears but hid it as he released me, bringing my inside the building once more and holding me in place.

"You are going no where until I know your real name."

***

Yoongi padded back into the dorms, whistling 'I need you' as he closed the door, finding Jungkook on the couch, asleep. Yoongi sighed dramatically before looking around the kitchen and smiling, grabbing the ice cubes he had discovered.

He then slowly approached Jungkook and placed one ice cube in his ear to test the boy out. Jungkook only snored louder and Yoongi found it hard to stay quiet. He chuckled before acknowledging how deep of a sleeper Jungkook really is. He silently placed a cube in his other ear, and finally one in his mouth.

Stepping back to admire his work, Yoongi smirked before taking a few photos and leaving his phone in front of the boy on record, it would be fun to see the younger boy wake up, trying to swallow an ice cube.

Satisfied with the outcome, Yoongi walked away and directed himself to Hoseok's room, knocking on the door. A squeal was heard from the other side and Yoongi took that as consent to enter the room.

"Hoseok what the fuck are you doing?" Yoongi questioned when he saw Hoseok dressed in a black skin tight dress, curlers garnishing his hair. Yoongi had a strong urge to use the bathroom and puke his guts out, but instead he stepped back from Hobi, who was waving more curlers at him.

"Oh nothing, I'll change back soon enough don't worry!" He assured, waving his hand casually at Yoongi. Yoongi in turn sighed and welcomed himself onto Hoseok's bed, sitting on it comfortably. "So how did it go?" Hoseok slowly asked while picking out the curlers.

Yoongi looked up in confusion. "What?" He questioned and Hoseok glared at him, pouting. "With Yoonie of course!" Hobi added and Yoongi nodded, flinching as he labeled her Yoonie.

FLASHBACK :

"You're not going anywhere till you tell me your name." Yoongi snarled and Yoonie let out more tears, crumbling herself against the wall.

Yoongi didn't understand why she was crying over something so small and focused on her name, wanting to dig out more secrets about the girl. "Two conditions." Yoonie hiccuped, wiping her tears.

"Which are?" Yoongi's brow arched, suspicion emerging into his mind. "O-One, don't tell a-anyone that I can talk.....and d-don't tell anyone my n-name...." She stuttered and Yoongi nodded, surprised it wasn't something more fanatic like. He was starting to realize that Yoonie really didn't know who BTS was.

"Promise." Yoongi confirmed and Yoonie looked to the side.

"Jihee"

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-lunar1029