⊹♡ᵎ . Min Yoongi ⁸ . 🐈‍⬛ ˖୨୧ ⋆

Everyone knew Min Yoongi.
The newspapers were talking about him.
The magazines were talking about him.
People whispered his name at every high society event.
He was rich.
Powerful.
Untouchable.

And you didn't understand why someone like him had chosen you.
Because while the daughters of businessmen were trying to get his attention...
While models and celebrities sought a single glance from him...
Yoongi only had eyes for you.

The test was every gala.
Every party.
Every elegant event I took you to.
The women watched him.
The men were trying to impress him.
But he barely paid them any attention.

That night was no different.
A room full of important people.
Crystal glasses.
Expensive dresses.
And dozens of eyes following Yoongi.

You saw him talking to a beautiful woman.
Perfect.
Those who seemed to have been born to belong to that world.
And even though you tried to ignore it...
A pang of jealousy appeared in your chest.

So you walked away.
Just for a few minutes.
Just to breathe.
But not even five minutes had passed when you heard a familiar voice behind you.
What are you doing here alone?

You turned your head.
It was Yoongi.
With a serious expression.
As if I had been looking for you.
I thought you were busy.
With who?
He asked, confused.

With her.
Yoongi let out a small laugh.
Shaking his head.
I don't even remember his name.

And before you could answer, he tucked a strand of hair behind your ear.
A small gesture.
Intimate.
Natural.
I left the conversation unfinished when I noticed you had left.

Your heart skipped a beat.
Because suddenly none of that mattered.
Not even the cameras.
Not even the people watching.
Not even the women who wished they were in your place.

Because while everyone wanted a piece of Min Yoongi...
He always ended up coming back to you.