[TALK] The Boy Next Door, Min Yoongi - Must 2
114. It's over
Knock, knock—the buttons on the shirt I wore today began to undo one by one. It was disgusting. The things this kid said, the things he did. No, I should say this kid himself was disgusting. He just seemed crazy. Fortunately, I listened to Yoongi's advice and wore layers of clothing, so it seems I won't be able to take them off quickly.
"Oh shit, you're wearing so much."
"I'm afraid I'll meet someone like you."
"Isn't our heroine very foul-mouthed?"
"What, what do you want me to do? Did I add anything to your bad mouth?"
I bought some time by using words to attract his attention as much as possible. I thought that this way, I would be less embarrassed when Yoon-gi came.
He must have been annoyed, so he grabbed a pair of scissors from the drawer at the back and grabbed the bottom of the white t-shirt I was wearing, stretching it taut.
I started cutting it little by little.
"You have to tremble to be pretty. Try swearing like you did before. I think you'll look sexier then."
"..go away.."
"Oh, she's so pretty. Our heroine is really good at speaking frankly, don't you like it?"
"Don't be so crazy.."
"Are you a little scared now?"
"Don't... Don't touch!!!"
Even though I knew I shouldn't be shaking in this situation, I couldn't help but feel my voice tremble. I deliberately glared at him more. Perhaps it was the iron warehouse, but the chill in my body made my chin shiver.
"Hmm- what should I do now? Should I cut off your top first, or should I kiss you first?"
"I won't do it with a dirty kid like you."
"Is that really true?"
I hated the way his hand stroked my chin, snickering. Just as I was struggling to resist his approaching face, the iron door, which had been so tightly shut, opened, letting in a bright light.
"...shine..!"
"what?"
Lee Hyuk-jun, who was flustered and didn't know that Yoon-ki would come here, picked up the scissors that had fallen on the floor and swung them at Yoon-ki who was running towards him.
"Ah-"
"Yoongi!!!!!"
Yoon-ki, who was groaning and clutching his right forearm as if it had been scratched, dropped the scissors that were in Lee Hyuk-jun's hand.
"Ah, shit-!"
"Huh... Did you touch the female lead?"
"I just touched it lightly. I wouldn't say I touched it—"
Before Lee Hyuk-jun could finish speaking, Yoon-ki punched him in the face. The dull thud sent Lee Hyuk-jun flying backwards. He stumbled, as if he'd been knocked down, then got up again, jumping up again to punch Yoon-ki.
“This bastard..!!”
"Who are you going to hit with such a slow fist?"
But it failed.
*
Yoon-ki, who had been stomping on Lee Hyuk-jun's head with his foot, approached me and untied the ropes that bound me. His wrists were red and swollen, a testament to how tightly they had been tied.
"Cough- Do you think you'll get away with this? I'm going to throw you in jail."
“Who’s putting someone in jail, it’s Lee Hyuk-jun, that bastard.”
Someone approached Lee Hyuk-jun, who was talking crazy again as if he had come to his senses, and spoke.
"This kid is a two-time felon. Thanks for catching him. He sexually assaulted me a while ago and ran away, so I had to catch him."
This man, who appeared to be a police officer, said that Lee Hyuk-jun had a two-time felony conviction. You were truly a piece of trash, beyond imagination.
"There's an ambulance outside, so please get treatment. I'll call you sometime to investigate this kid. Thank you."
"Yes. Goodbye."
The policeman gave a brief nod and dragged Lee Hyuk-jun by the scruff of his neck out of the warehouse. At that moment, his legs gave out and he collapsed. Yoon-gi crouched down in front of me and hugged me.
"It's all over now. You worked hard, baby."
115. Even in this situation, my friend's children
"Men should continue to apply the ointment, and women should only apply it to the wounded area. People who have experienced this kind of thing need psychiatric help, so if you need it, please call here."
I left the warehouse and was treated in an ambulance outside. Yoongi wrapped his warm hand around my still-trembling shoulder. Wrapped in a blanket and held by Yoongi, my fears seemed to fade.
"Are you feeling better now?"
"huh.."
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have sent it."
"Okay. You came."
"Excuse me. Let's do the pickling later and go home now."
"Yeoju!!!!!"
"Uh, Kim Si- entangled.."
"Hey you bitch, do you know how surprised I am?"
"Ah... no.."
"I got a call and came running, talking nonsense."
"Hey, you're sick. Should we stop and go?"
Even Siwoo chuckled at Yoongi's snickering. As they walked toward the house, holding Yoongi's hand, Siwoo and Kim Taehyung followed behind. Finally, feeling a little more at ease, he smiled brightly at Yoongi.
"Why do you keep laughing? It makes my heart flutter."
"I told you to go out and do the pickling?"
"No, Taetae. We can do it too!"
"It's the same for you too, right?"
It's so fortunate to be friends with people like this, but it's also so annoyingI'm going.
I've also finished the materials that Unnie Yungi gave me!
Thank you for the material❤
Oh, and there will be two extra episodes. One is about married life.
One, tell me what you want to see!
I'll write down the one that comes up the most><
Have a happy day today😊
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