attention;; yoonmin

the sky was dark and heavy rain drops kept hitting the club's windows. the club wasn't a normal one, not at all. the place was only known by mafia gangs and it was used for 'not-so-friendly' meetings. that was exactly what was happening right there. the min and park gang were sitting on two couches opposite from each other, throwing glares and snickers. on jimin's side there were his three best friends. kim seokjin, kim taehyung and jung hoseok. and yoongi brought his two best mates. jeon jungkook and kim namjoon. they didn't wanted to make this 'meeting' too packed so they didn't invite too many people. "so what did you wanted to talk about, shorty?" yoongi asked smirking at the annoyed expression of the orange haired boy. "im literally one centimeter shorter than you." jimin said giving the mint boy a dirty look. "still a shorty to me." yoongi chuckled drinking his beer. "shut the f**k up. also, i called you shits here because someone thought that drawing graffitis all over my house was a great idea." jimin gritted his teeth, remembering the 'c**k sucker', 'slut' and other insults written everywhere. "why you assuming we did it? it could be the song gang or the wang one." yoongi said smiling innocently. "im not assuming, jagi. im f*****g sure it was your stupid ass idea." jimin spitted out, cringing at the nickname he just used. "why tho? i dont have time to waste on a c**k sucker like you." yoongi replied, kinda admitting he was the one. "you're the only asshole who calls me c**k sucker." jimin said fuming. "true there. you know me well." yoongi chuckled amused. he loved pissing the younger off. "if you won't clean my walls and re-paint them, i will personally get revenge." jimin said in a threatening tone. "im so scared, really. you just look like an angry p***y. i bet you can't even kill a mosquito." yoongi curtly replied rolling his eyes. "we'll see, jagi." jimin said facing the annoying boy and just to give him a challenging look. "such a cute nickname you found for me, didn't you?" yoongi chuckled mocking the younger. jimin didn't reply, rolling his eyes. "what should i call you? yeobo?" yoongi was obviously trying to piss jimin off. "shut up, jagi. you don't want to get a punch in the guts, do you?" the orange haired asked glaring. "i dont think that'll even scratch me. your punches are weak." yoongi said remembering their past fights. jimin didn't lose time as he charged a powerful punch at the older, making both of them fall on the floor. "is that all you got, yeobo?" yoongi grinned looking at the boy laying on his body in a compromising position. jimin tried to punch him again, only finding himself on the floor, their positions now switched. yoongi gave in this time, his knuckles meeting jimin's jaw, making the younger press his lips together not to show any emotion, feeling his whole face hurt. "that was what you call weak, jagi." jimin said ignoring the pain and shooting another punch at the guy who was straddling him. yoongi managed to dodge it, grabbing the younger's neck harshly being careful not to actually kill him. "next time you wanna fight, make sure to find someone your size, yeobo." yoongi said squizeeng his neck once again, making sure to leave signs. he then got up and signalized his friends that time was up and it was time for them to leave. they left in silence.