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finderskeepersff · 5 years

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50. Part 2

Sofia and this date business, shaking my head as I pushed myself off of the car. Glaring over at that dude Jordan or what the fuck ever his name is, he isn’t even worth a slap. Dragging open the car door “you have changed my seat position Cassius, that was so perfect for me” climbing into the car “you mean my car?” I said smiling “wow, it’s like that then?” closing the door “I am joking, it says your name but you out here complaining you know” catching Sofia grabbing my shades “oh no” snatching them back off of her “you lost my other pair, these are mine. I bought them” she lost the other pair, I was not happy “whatever is yours is mine, that is it? It’s rude” rolling my eyes placing my shades on “so you was acting out because of that dude?” I saw that shit “no, you think I just kissed you because of him? I do not think so, I did it because I wanted too, why would you think I just wanted to act out because of him? He is nothing” putting the engine on “that is fine, I don’t mind being used” slowly driving off “how dare you? That is so rude Cassius!” She spat, I chuckled “well why else you call me here? Why was he sniffing up your ass? You lucky I didn’t come there and beat his ass but I promised you, I keep to my word” sport mode on this car is so good I like it “why are you driving my car so fast? And thank you for keeping to your word, was Cartier ok?” turning the corner “he was content, not amused like you said but his ass is just being moody for no reason, I fed him, changed his diaper and everything before I left him with Amira so don’t think I didn’t” putting the car window down “don’t you ever put the car in sports mode? Look at how fast it drives?” I sped up “stop it! You’re being rough with my baby” I stopped abruptly and Sofia fell forward “like I said, you are being rough” she hit my arm.

Putting the car in park “what we doing here?” Sofia pointed at the bowling alley “date?” taking my shades off “you know what , I decided I don’t like you wearing shades, I feel like you are staring at girls. So hear me out” this is going to be funny “I am listening” turning in the seat a little “so you was driving, and we stopped at the lights when we got off the highway. The car at the side of us, the bitch had a Range. I see your head turn a little, I then see you smile. But them girls in the car were eyeing you up, I can’t put my finger on it if you was looking at them because this car and that car were driving side by side for a while, so they are banned” she is so dramatic “done?” I questioned “not exactly but whatever” she is over thinking “I did look, we humans we look. You looked at that dude, how else did you decide when you said he was ugly, to gain an opinion we look. So I did look and I laughed because she was singing, I found it funny and that was it. I wasn’t wanting her, so anyways. Did he say anything to you?” I want to know, he is so close to being shot at “he called me a bitch, but before that. Do you find other women nice? Better than me?” I scoffed “I mean you right, actually they are. That is why I am driving with you in the car because I think other girls are better? Don’t be so dumb” she is so stupid at times “well, you said you looked. You saw something nice” why did I say it, am I dumb “I didn’t because I love you, I already don’t do dates and now you just putting me off. Like it’s dumb right, I already told you. I told you everything but yet you think I want another female, we look. I don’t care when you say people don’t look because they do” opening the car door, I don’t even want to argue.

I already have so much more other shit and then Sofia talking mess “you’re being very uptight Cassius, I was just saying. You know my body has changed and you know. You haven’t changed and you look good, I didn’t mean to annoy you” stuffing my hands in my pockets “sure” walking towards the bowling alley “I can’t bowl? My nails and everything, no” opening the door “that’s a shame, that is what we doing” maybe I am old school but this is what dates are, are we too old for this, I am sure we not. Walking behind Sofia inside the place, actually it’s busy with people, families mostly “what if I break a nail?” I would laugh if she did “then I pay for another set, happy?” walking over to the desk “I am sorry I annoyed you, that is just me” waving her off “but seriously we don’t need to do bowling” I grinned, she will be doing bowling today.

I find this hilarious, god I am so happy with myself “I want the pink one, Cassius pick it up for me” shaking my head “no ma’am, if you look on the screen it says Bub, your turn” Sofia pouted at me and I just laughed “Sofia just pick it up, it’s ok. Your nails are fine” Sofia is not moving “Cassius seriously, I hate these shoes and you are being an unsupportive partner” I shrugged “pick it up” this partner will sit and watch, Sofia crossed her arms across her chest “I will suck your dick” I snorted laughing “for me to throw the ball for you?” she nodded her head “why you being a flop? Do it, ok look. I will help you hold it and then you throw it” getting up from the seating area “thank you, you’re being mean to me when it’s supposed to be a cute date” Sofia is funny, picking the pink ball for her “hold it” holding it out to her “but it’s heavy?” is she real “hold it or you for real sucking my dick” Sofia bit her bottom lip trying to not laugh and held the ball “so what we going to do for a child like you, the ramp” grabbing the ramp from the side “no nails broken, no tears, good right?” Sofia is trying to not smile at me “there, now play” she is a brat “but Cassius, that is not in the middle? Are you not going to let me win” let me just ignore Sofia she is trying to annoy me, she being a pain in the ass.

At first I wasn’t going to let her win but what can I say, I allowed her to win. Cheating ass with her childish ramp “I am winning you” Sofia turned to me “yay?” I said sarcastically “I am actually liking this Cassius, like really loving it. Thank you” she sat on my lap “that is because I made it easy for you, I am a good man like that” Sofia grinned at me “you are, and I am lucky to have you. I told you that” watching Sofia unlock her phone “did I ever tell you that Ivy liked the picture of us, I wasn’t expecting it and she did, probably out of jealously” Sofia put her camera on and put it up to the screen “I am winning” and then flipped the camera to my face, turning my head away “stop it” Sofia turned my head back “I let you win, with your childish ass ramp, get it right” I pointed out, Sofia laughed “he’s being a hater” she stopped the recording “you don’t post me on your Insta, it’s full of you, Cartier and then the boys. I seen those girls in your comments” Sofia has been stalking “I only post my official people, no can do with unofficial” Sofia slapped my chest “you’re mean to me, why did one of the girls in your comments say check your message? What did she send to you?” she has been snooping hard “I think it was a selfie she sent, I don’t have anything to hide” I really don’t though, I don’t care at all.

Sofia can’t stop giggling, she has certainly cheered up from earlier when she was being mad annoying “this is place is so cute, I am so hungry too” watching the waiter place the napkin on Sofia’ lap “thank you” she said to him, he grabbed my napkin. Glaring up at him “may I?” is he being real “Cassius, let him” sitting back in the seat “thank you sir” that is kind of weird “what would the lady like to drink today?” sitting forward looking around the place, I have no idea this was going to be nice because I just googled it “can I have just a glass of Chardonnay please, thank you” he smiled at Sofia and then looked at me “erm, just a water. Thanks” Sofia poked her lips out “not drinking with me?” shaking my head “I will be back to take your order” he walked off “not tonight no” licking my lips “you look beautiful though, you didn’t finish off what did he say to you? You ended up speaking on my shades” I ain’t forget that “oh yeah so erm, he walked into the room. I was just so annoyed because he upset you and I didn’t like that you was feeling that way, feeling that I would go for him. That I would leave you, that would never happen. To see you like that Cassius has really opened up my heart because I have been hiding it, things happened and I was upset and hurt with you still so I did like hid it. So for you to do and say that, wow. I was internally shook so when I saw him, I made it clear, I said no. I would never get with you, you’re a little man, he is ugly for my liking and that I am above him. I just wanted to bruise his ego and I think it did because he called me a bitch but I was hurt that you was hurting, you wouldn’t lose me Cassius. I am not looking for another man so there is that, but here we are and that is the point” smiling at her, she is right “proud of you, you did well. You need to show these niggas they can’t fuck with you” she is so adorable, and is so happy.

The waiter took the menus from us, I hope the food is nice here “won’t be long” seeing my phone ringing, Ethan as always. Picking my burner phone up from the table, the only reason I have my phone on the table is that I need to keep in contact with Ethan at all times “yes” watching Sofia look deflated that I did answer “got the jet in Atlanta, we need to go. Soon” biting on my bottom lip “yeah, I am with Sofia. I will let you know soon. Are you still outside?” he has been following me “yeah, a nigga is hungry. Get me something” he wishes I will “whatever, maybe Wendy’s for you, talk soon” disconnecting the call “sorry about that, so are you happy in this new job? You like it? You are happy” placing my phone down “I am happy, I am happy with everything but don’t want to take this for granted. I did and look what happened to us” she got a point “and that is my fault, you know I love you” it’s annoying that someone is always trying to kill me, I can’t get away from it at all and I wish shit was different.

I feel so awkward because I have something to say but I don’t want to say it “so erm” playing with my fork “you think you want me back?” I would like to go to Brooklyn knowing that Sofia and I are together “I do think we will” placing my fork down “Sofia I need to go to Brooklyn for a while, I have a little issue happening there which can affect my work, my money and my family. I can’t let that happen so I need to go to Brooklyn to sort this issue out, if I don’t then my whole empire will collapse and I am done for, I will be a dead man walking” I think I ruined Sofia’ meal, she has placed her fork down “how long for?” that is a good question, I have no idea “probably a few weeks” Sofia stared at me, staring back at her “what is this issue? I mean Cartier’ doctor’s appointment is coming up so you saying you won’t be here for that? Is that it?” I didn’t even know that, leaning forward rubbing my face and then clasping my hands together “probably not” I can’t just jump back and forth “what is the issue Cassius?” I don’t want to tell her “just a small issue, it can be dealt with” sitting back in the seat “I just wanted to go to Brooklyn knowing we was together” I mumbled, I just want that before I go.

“Is the meal ok?” The waiter asked “yes, sorry. I was just talking too much to him, but it’s fine” he smiled at Sofia “I will be back later” he walked off “so a small issue, so small you can’t even be near your family. Tell me the truth, what is the issue. If you go and I never see you, your last words were a lie” rubbing my hands together as I leaned forward on the table “there is a hit out for me” Sofia moved back from me staring at me like I just swore at her “it can be dealt with, I just need to be where my people are. I need to be there, not here with you because I am putting you in danger more. I can’t be here” Sofia shook her head staring at the table ahead of her “so when you said the money, family and work. You’re on about you, if you die then you know that it will fall and you tried to play it off as nothing and you expect me to be ok about that and say bye Cassius? Is that what you want me to do? You want me to say Cassius, that is fine. You go, but I won’t see you again. Oh my god Cassius, I will never fucking forget when you came to my place of work near dying. You was broken, you nearly died and you think I will sit back here and say fine? Fucking fine, you think I will be fine about this, playing me off! How dare you!” looking around us as she shouted at me “I need the bathroom” Sofia got up from her chair, I don’t know what else she wants me to do “I am sorry” I said as she walked by me.

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anothayoongitrash · 7 years

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Encounters // Min Yoongi

Here comes my second fanfict heh heh :). Enjoy!

Genre: Fluff Pairing: Min Yoongi x reader Word count: 2734 Type: Oneshot

“I love, I love I love myself, I love, I love, I love myself, I know, I know, I know myself, Ya playa haters you should love your self BRR!”

“Back, back to the basic, Microphone check, Call me baepsae…”

The fans cheer hysterically. Yoongi gives a little smirk while words by words come out of his mouth. He likes this. No, he LOVE this. This feeling. Standing on the stage with the boys, singing the song that they have been practiced thousand times, the cheer, the army bombs, the passionate feeling inside his body. More, more, he wants more. Yoongi smiles when his part is over. He glances over Namjoon and he nods his head slightly. Okay.

And here comes the iconic scene. Yoongi picks up his water bottle that has been provided by the crews. He drinks some of the water and lefts half of it. He glances again to Namjoon and Hoseok who already finish the chorus. He then moves his glances to the fans in front of him. He tilts his head, and pour the water over them. The fans scream enthusiastically. Well, as expected. Another success performance of Cypher 4.

And then he sees you. You, standing in the front row, your left hand hold on to the steel fence, and army bomb on your right hand. There is a small silence moment – for Yoongi – there. Oh, don’t ask. Even he does not know why. It’s just that you catch his attention, standing there while swinging your army bomb, with a smile that never leave your face.

You, who are not sure who is he looking at, just smile. Oh, what a lucky fan. You wave your army bomb so he could see you. Well, at least your army bomb.

��Hurry up, Yoongi. We have to change” Namjoon’s voice from the earphone breaks Yoongi’s silent moment. He then turns and walk backstage. What was that? He wonders. Well, he has stared at many fans before, of course. Because some of them are crying, and some of them just screaming, and some of them waving their army bombs so fast that it catches his attention. But this time, it’s totally different. His mind went blank back then. And his heart – Oh, seriously, don’t ask. It raced so hard

“Hyung, come on. Let’s change. What are you doing?” Hoseok snaps out of his mind. He scoffs. Right, he still has more to go. He could mind this thing later.

Anyway, it’s not that important.

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“Another success concert! Excellent job guys!” Jin smiles at the members. The boys smiled. Their body tired, so are their mind. Their make ups fainted, their hair wet because of the sweat, and they are panting. But it feels so damn great inside. The fans are happy, therefore so they are.

20 minutes later they are already laying down in the hotel. Yoongi is in front of his laptop. Yes, another song. He is composing another song. He could hear a faint voice of Jimin, Jungkook, and Taehyung. Oh, the maknae line is doing a live. He opens his phone and post a selfie that he did before they go back to the hotel.

“Another selfie?” He turns his head. It’s Hoseok. “Nah, just posted” Yoongi starts opening the music maker apps. Hoseok smiles “Don’t work too hard hyung, you just finished a three hours concert. You deserve to have a rest” Yoongi smiles faintly, then nods. Hoseok pops out of the room. This is not working. He is not working. This is a hobby, and he loves it.

Suddenly he sees an army bomb on Namjoon’s suitcase. And your face comes to his mind again.

Yoongi, who already put the earphone on his ears, staring outside the window. Why? He asks for the tenth time today. It’s so hard to just get that face out of his mind.

“Oh, curse Namjoon’s army bomb” Yoongi takes off his earphone. “I can’t work, of course” He chooses to stand in the balcony and stares at the city view. Japan is so pretty, regardless of its season and time. They just finished a two days concert in Nagoya. The next one will be at Saitama for three days, Fukuoka for two days, and Sapporo for two days. Yoongi sighs. Your face came out to his mind again. Where did you came from? Are you Japanese? Or are you Korean? Your face look like one. If that’s so, then where do you actually live? Korea? Japan? Or do you come from abroad? Yoongi scratches his hair.

This isn’t right.

The questions on his mind faded, changed with a big question that needs an answer immediately so he could sleep for the night; When will he see you again?

Oh, come on. He is not the type that believe in soft things such as fate. But regardless of that, what was that silence he felt when he saw you? What’s with the crazy thumps he felt when he saw you? Wasn’t that… fate? If no, then why was his glance just suddenly brought toward you? Oh, shit. He hates answerless questions. This is driving him crazy.

And another thing that he hates so much,

He hates waiting.

“Okay, boys. Let’s make this one another success concert.” Namjoon pats Taehyung and Jungkook. The staffs are gathering, praying. Yoongi stands up. He looks at Jimin and smiles. Jimin replies his smile.

“Let’s give it a go” The boys walking to the stage. First day at Saitama. The concert of course reminds Yoongi of your face. But no, this is not the time. Again, the concert comes first. He puts you as his delusional mind. Maybe that was first and the last time you see her. He chooses to not believe in hopes and fate again. Because we all know, all those hopes and fate things only lead you to waiting.

Waiting, regardless of time and place.

Not Today’s intro starts. Yoongi manages his breath as he will have the first line of the song. And here it goes. Yoongi’s part. Well, of course he did it successfully as usual. But something made him does not really looking at the fans, especially on the front row. He’s too bothered, he’s too annoyed,

He’s too scared to see that you won’t be there.

The song has finished. The next session will be the members’ talk and introduction. Yoongi sighs, if this keeps going, he won’t feel satisfied with the concert at the end, as he was bothered by whether you come or not as the concert going.

“Hello, I’m BTS’ Suga. Nice to meet you all”

Okay, he takes a deep breath, anticipating the down feeling he will have when he seess that you’re not there. He glances over the front row. See? He didn’t see you at the left part’s front row and the middle part’s front row.

But he sees you there, the right side’s front row. You are here. With light brown overall and baby pink T shirt. And you still doing that, waving your army bomb while smiling endlessly. Again, that silence moment Yoongi feels. Oh, this is getting interesting.

And the rest of the concert, he feels reassured. Because the second encounter has happened. He constantly shows his trademark gummy smile, a sign that he’s happy. He has his concert, he hears all those screaming, he sees all those army bombs, he feels that passionate feeling inside him,

And he’s happy that you are there to see him.

You may not know this, but that cold boy started to believe in those soft things he used to hate. Who knows that waiting could be this happy at the end? Who knows that fate could be this interesting? Well, waiting and hoping could have a sad ending, but that’s okay. Every sad ending hopes will turn into a new hope. Every sad ending fate will turn into a new fate with, maybe, different ending. Every missed chance will turn into another chance. Everything will renew itself. Just like his heart which has started to believe in fate.

And so that happened. The next day and the last day of the concert, you still there. Doing the exact same thing. Only your outfit changed, and Yoongi likes all of your outfits you wore to the concert. Yoongi is happy. You are happy. This just feels like a dream, till it wakes him up that the concert is ended.

“Another success concert!” Taehyung embraces Jungkook on his right and Yoongi on his left. Everyone smile. 2 places to go. Everyone is packing up to go back to the hotel. Yoongi has his things packed up already, as he did not bring much here. He walks to the stage that is now completely empty, only the staffs that are packing things up after the concert. He walks to the spot where you were there. From there, he looks at the stage, and smile.

Was I cool? Did I made you smile? Did you see I’m rapping and I finished ‘em all with scream?

Yoongi smiles. Oh, this is getting out of control. See, he just looked like a weirdo. This feeling, the feeling that he has right now, he’s enjoying it. Yeah, it’s true that he did not like it at the first. But now that he knows that you will always be there, in the same spot, in every concert, he feels reassured. And, yeah, happy.

“Hyung. Let’s go back to the hotel” Jimin calls. Yoongi nods his head.

See you in Fukuoka.

“Everything ready?”

“Yes”

“Ok. VCR play in 3… 2… 1… now!”

They are on it again – the concert. And again, Not today. The fans are screaming, army bombs lighted everywhere, everyone is heated. Fukuoka, is where they are. You are there, of course. This time, you wear a floral knee-length skirt, white t shirt tucked in inside the skirt, and jeans jacket. Yoongi smiles, yes, to you. You smile back. This time, you know it’s for you. Don’t ask why, you just know it.

But happy fates are just sounded not right. Your phone rings. It’s from your mom. No, you have to answer it. You look at Yoongi. He’s still doing his part on First Love. You walk through the other fans outside the building.

Yoongi finished his part. He looks at your spot, like usual. But you are not there. You disappeared. Toilet break? Is what Yoongi thinks. He walks backstage, it’s the vocal line’s part now singing Lost. That’s okay. You will come back. Yoongi quickly changes his outfit for Save Me.

But just like that, you disappeared. You did not come back to your spot at all. You gone. And Yoongi, of course, knows this. Sometimes everything just doesn’t happen as what you expected. But no, Yoongi is not the type who easily thinks bad about something. He still believes hope, remember? And it was all thanks to you. He believes that fate won’t just left both of you like that. That fate has so many ways to bring you together, if you are destined for each other of course.

And just like that, the concert has ended. But don’t you worry, Yoongi still waits for you. He still believes that you will come tomorrow, the second day of the concert. With the exact same smile and army bomb movement, and different outfit that always successfully catches his attention. Yes, Yoongi admits it. He likes you. Oh, if only you know it. He likes you since the day he first saw you after that Cypher 4 performance.

Since that silence moment happened in his heart.

Love could change people easily, everyone knows it. Including Yoongi. He never feels so enthusiastic like this. He used to think that if tomorrow will happen, then it will happen. Just like that, without any hope, not bothering himself to wait impatiently what is going to happen tomorrow like other people do. But since the second encounter, he always waits for tomorrow, impatiently. What will she wear tomorrow? Will she smile when I pour the water to the audiences? Will she keep shaking that army bomb enthusiastically? Is what he always thinks every night before the concert.

Congratulations, you won his heart.

But hey, fate does not go like that. Fate has its own way, of course. And no one knows what the hell will happen to anyone. That’s why you are not there, on the second day of BTS’ concert in Fukuoka. Yoongi freezes. Yeah, he freezes. She’s just late, right? Is what he thinks. But dear, being late doesn’t mean you’re not there for the whole concert.

And suddenly everything changed. You didn’t come on both days of BTS’ concert in Sapporo as well.

You know, if you let out a bowl of hot porridge for a long time, it will soon get cold. And so is people’s heart. He likes you, but you left his heart flaming just like that, for a long time. It then becomes cold. It loses its flame. Yoongi is back to his old side. Not believing anything relate to hopes and fate. No, he does not hate you. How could he?

But poor Yoongi has so many questions that he could not even answer or search for it answer. You left him without a reason. But the most tragic thing is, that you actually did not know. No, both you and Yoongi do not know. You do not know that you left his heart just like that, and Yoongi does not know where you are right now. Are you in Korea? Are you already abroad, back to your home? Or are you still here in Japan? But why did you leave the concert that day? Why didn’t you come afterwards? All of these questions, he wants to search for the answer. But where to? Who should he ask? He doesn’t even know your name, dammit.

Yoongi thinks this is the end. Just like that. Just like him and the other armys. Meeting, smiling at each other, leaving, forgetting. Now, he will scoff every time he thinks about fate and hopes. He scoffs because he knows that they are just bullshits. He scoffs because he knows those are only for people to hold on their life, holding at nothing.

He scoffs because he used to believe to them, which leads to a broken heart.

“Hyung, you alright?” Yoongi snaps out of his mind. “Yeah I’m fine” he replies. Namjoon nods his head “Don’t think about anything too much, the fansign will start soon. Fans will be disappointed if they know you only wandering around” he chuckles. Yoongi nods. Right. Namjoon is right. Hard feeling is not needed. He still has his fans. He still has his boys. He still fine.

The fansign starts. Yoongi smiles. This always end up exciting. He likes meeting his fans. So are the other members. He smiles at their weird and funny questions. But thinking about it just makes him a bit envious. They have questions, they came to him, and they got the answer. Not like him, who is wandering around nothing, with bunch of questions, with no one able to answer it.

And suddenly, a pink post-it dropped in front of him. Yoongi almost scoff when he sees the question.

“Yoongi oppa, do you believe in fate?”

He raises his view to the dropper. And he quickly freezes. It’s you. You. You are standing in front of him now. And in the blink of his eye, that feeling comes back. Fully fills his heart. Oh god, if only you know how all of his hopes come back, turn into a new hope. See, Yoongi? Everything will renew itself. Even the encounters. It has renewed itself, thanks to fate. Because fate knows what’s best for both of you. See? Just like this, all of those hatred feeling has disappeared. Flowers are blooming. As it turns out, you are the fortune that he wants to keep the most. As it turns out, both of you came so close being in love.

“Annyeong haseyo, Yoongi Oppa. My name is y/n. I’m a huge fan of you. Nice to meet you.”

And once again the smiles have exchanged with each other, just like that time. And of course, with both of you know that it means for each other.

fin.

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