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I love it when Yoongi makes this face. Its such a mood

Happy Birthday Suga - Min Yoon-gi !!

Here’s a drawing I did in honor of this sleepy kitty…

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psd by: peachcoloring (devianart)

Yoongi “Daechwita” 2d Animation

Yoongi pencil drawing

SABOTAGE - one-

Themes:angst, slowburn, smut, fluff

Warnings:mentions of violence, drugs, cursing

Notes: Hello & welcome to sabotage, my second ever series here on my blog. This story feels extra special to me, since it is widely based on my life, and my experience with this boy, and I thought Yoongi would be perfect to play the part. I hope you enjoy & please don’t forget to give me feedback if you’d like to! 

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The music was thumping as the world around you was spinning. Happiness. Happiness is what surrounded you. The distant chatters and laughter emerging from all around you. Summer had just begun and you were celebrating the end of another school year with all of your closest friends. From your current vision, it was safe to say you were past the state of being just tipsy, now being drunk. Playing irresponsible for tonight was allowed, there was a reason to celebrate. You got through another year filled with school work and stress, even if your grades did start to slip. Irresponsibility seemed to be your new lifestyle, since you weren’t even phased one bit about you barely passing your classes. Long gone was the goody-two-shoes, who always complained about school work, but ended up studying the hardest anyways. This year you turned into a person, who said “fuck school work” and meant it quite literally, by not just throwing the books into the corner whenever you felt like it, but by not even bothering to open the books in the first place.

“Y/N we’re going to watch Hyun-wu jump into the water from the divingtower, are you coming?” Your best friend’s voice came from your side. “Is he crazy? The water is freezing, the ice has barely melted!” You questioned. “You know he is a show off already, look he has gathered quite a crowd around him”, Ji soo responded gesturing towards the shore. She was right, Hyun-wu was standing in the middle of a crowd of people, currently stripping off his shirt. “I think I’m good”, you ended up passing the chance of seeing him possibly embarrass himself legendarily, by belly flopping into the water, but you couldn’t care less. Everyone out of this town was basically worshipping him, he was the picturesque type of guy, straight out of a 90s romcom or something, and he knew it. That’s exactly what turned you off, he was arrogant and took every girl for granted. It was almost like it was obvious to him that he could make any girl swoon. Ji soo nudged your shoulder friendly, before telling you to take care of yourself and disappearing into the crowd. You were at a huge park surrounding the beach, the sun was hanging low, ready to dip behind the skyline and painting everything a beautiful shade of orange. It was a tradition for all of the students of the city to gather into this specific park every year and get wasted. It was the place to meet all of your mutuals, who had went to different schools after graduating from high school. You were sitting in one of the park’s wooden tables all by yourself, before you saw a bunch of random dudes scooting in to sit around you in the table. You decided to finish your drink as soon as possible, before getting up, but were caught off guard when suddenly someone spoke up.

“Excuse me, do you happen to have a lighter?” You looked beside you to see a pair of dark eyes looking directly your way. You quickly dug through your pockets, and tossed over the spare lighter you always kept in your pocket, incase you’d ever need it. You didn’t really ever use it yourself, since you didn’t smoke, but having one at parties was practical since there would always be people looking for one. “Thanks”, he responded dully. You took your time to take in the sight of the people who had just joined you at the table. It was four surprisingly attractive looking guys, who were in the middle of rolling a joint. The sight wasn’t anything unusual, since most of your friends smoked weed every now and then. The one who had asked you for the lighter really stood out of his friends, who all wore mostly black, since he was wearing a bright red oversized bomber jacket and had a red bandana wrapped around his light blonde hair. You were studying the stunning details of him, noticing how focused he was on rolling the blunt with his ring clad fingers. He was extremely handsome, and you were wondering how come you have never seen him before. He and his friends got up, after rolling a couple of joints, before his eyes suddenly landed on yours. You quickly fixed your gaze towards the drink on your hands. “You want a hit?” He asked you with his low voice. “Offering me your cheap weed? Real classy. But no, I don’t need a hit”, the words slurred out of your mouth as your brain failed to keep up. Your eyes widened when you realized how bluntly you had just spoken, for no reason at all. He just chuckled, seemingly unphased, before responding: “Okay” and turning away from you. You watched his back furthering from you, before yelling back: “Okay then, I’m coming” and running after him.

You walked into the forest surrounding the park, and were making your way deeper into the woods, before suspicion started to rise. “Why are we going in here to smoke? Are you too scared to smoke in the park?” You asked. His friends exchanged amused looks and he scoffed. “Can’t risk getting caught”. You were bewildered that a man as tough looking as him, would be so scared of getting caught smoking weed. Sure, it was illegal and over all dumb to smoke, but the cops never really did anything if they saw somebody smoking, so it was completely fine to do it in the park. “Why? That’s ridiculous”, you questioned. He ignored your question and stopped on his tracks to light the blunt. Soon all of the guys were inhaling their blunts in a circle, the puffs of smoke hitting your face. “Why did you follow us in here if you think it’s ridiculous?” He asked turning to face you. You scoffed trying to snap back, but didn’t actually know what to respond, since you didn’t exactly know why you’re here either. It definitely wasn’t for the weed, you couldn’t care less about getting stoned, but if it meant you could do it with four handsome strangers, you would do it. The new you would do it. It was part of your irresponsible summer, take chances and explore the unknown. Previously you would have never even borrowed that lighter in the first place. Who knows what would come out of this, other than you becoming high. “Because, I want my lighter back”, you eventually gave him his answer. A lie. “I could’ve just dropped it back to you, but sure”, he said and put the blunt in front of your face, offering you a hit. You looked at it for awhile, considering if you should do this at all, but let him place it between your lips and inhaled. It came out quickly as you started coughing, causing the boys around you to snicker. You couldn’t really feel any difference on your state, since you were already drunk enough to numb your senses, so you took the roll off his fingers and took a proper hit yourself. He slightly raised his eyebrows in surprise, but bit back the smile forming in the corners of his lips. You passed the blunt back to him. “How could I trust a stranger, I don’t even know your name”, you finally responded, feeling a bit light headed. “Min Yoongi”, he responded before smoking the rest of the blunt in one go.

Your way back from the woods was a blur, all you could remember was stumbling on the branches and bumps on the ground. You had judged your strength poorly, since you were no longer just drunk, you were hammered. Yoongi helped you stay up, and you were sure he was annoyed to have to look after a random girl. Eventually you found back to your friends and ran back to them quickly, to explain what just happened, missing the look on Yoongi’s face when you just left him without saying a goodbye.  

Summer had not been as exciting as you had expected it to be, once reality started settling in. Most of your friends started working their summer jobs and since you didn’t get one, your days were filled with nothing but free time. Few weeks back you could have killed for a few hours of no worries and nothing to do, but now it became boring. You had decided to go roam around the heart of the city, to waste some time before your friends will get off work. Your yellow floral dress was flowing as the soft summer breeze was blowing around the streets. You raised a hand to cover your eyes from the sun, what should you do today?

Your hand was smeared by the icecream that was melting in a furious pace from the cone you had just bought from a small cafe. You didn’t bother to clean it up quite yet, since there was no use for the hand anyways. You had already visited every possible clothing store and walked every single street and path you could take. The hot summer air was starting to tire you, and your effort of cooling down with the icecream certainly wasn’t working. You were currently sitting in a park, under the shade of a big tree. You watched the people pass by in their shiny cars, everyone looking so happy as the soft summery tunes playing on the radio slipped past the rolled down windows. Oh how you wished you could do that all summer with your crew. These were the cons of adulthood, consequences. You had always thought there would only be freedom once you turn 18, but it only gave you more responsibility. Responsibility you weren’t ready for. You wiped the sweat running down your forehead with your spare hand. It was getting a bit too much, you needed a cold shower right now or you’ll pass out. You made your way back to the train station to hop on the first one going home.

Once you took a seat at the (luckily) air conditioned train, you let out a long sigh. Your train ride took approximately 20 minutes, so only 20 minutes more and you’d be under that shower in no time. Your mind started to drift off as you leaned your head against the window. The train stopped and you watched the bunch of people getting in from the sun. Your eyes stopped as you spotted a familiar face in the middle of the crowd. Min Yoongi? You had not seen him after the encounter at the festival, you weren’t even sure if he’d remember you anymore. Oh fuck, he is getting in through the door right next to you, what if he spots you? Do you say hello, or ignore him? Your questions were answered when his eyes brightened up when he saw you sitting by yourself. “We meet again”, he said as he sat right in front of you. You gave him a shy smile. “Sorry if I was getting on your nerves the last time”, you apologized to him. “It was cute”, he slightly chuckled. Cute? The often awfully emotionless Min Yoongi called your drunk behaviour cute. You felt him grab your hand, as he pulled something out of his pocket. Blush was creeping in, but before it was too visible, he placed the lighter you had forgotten about in your hand. “Oh”, was all you managed to let out, before thanking him. “I told you I’d return it. It seemed important to you”, he folded his arms across his lap. It wasn’t, you couldn’t give less fucks about a simple lighter that you never happened to use yourself anyways, but you recalled how it was the only reason you insisted on following him to the forest, so you had to keep pretending like it was. “Yeah, my life depends on this”, you responded sarcastically. He gave you a half forced smile, which made you feel uncertain about where this train ride will lead to. You knew nothing about the man sitting right across from you, so how could you keep up a conversation for the remaining 15 minutes before your stop would come? “Where were you?” You broke the current silence. “Huh?” He mustered. “Before you came in this train, where were you? I assume you don’t live in this area”, you continued. “Oh, I just had some businesses to take care of”, he answered, “How about you?” “Just killing time in the city”, you responded. “All by yourself?” He scanned your surroundings. “Yeah, all my friends are busy working”, you answered brushing a loose hair behind your ear. “Come hang out with me”, he suddenly requested. You felt your eyes widening. “Right now?” “Yeah, let’s get off the next stop and hang out”, he suggested as both of you turned to take a look at the name of the next stop on the screen above you. It was a random stop, that you have never even taken note of, since no one ever really got off or in from it. “What would we even do in there, I’m pretty sure it’s in the middle of nowhere”, you laughed. “We’ll figure something out”, he smiled. You paused for a moment and glanced at the name of the stop again. “Okay”, you finally agreed. “Okay?” He made sure you meant it. “Okay”, you laughed again.

Once you got out, you were greeted with the hot sun again, this time it was luckily a little less burning, since it was starting to go down. Both of you looked around, when the train finally left your sight. It was mostly fields and some trees framing the sight. He started making his way off the platform to walk on the lonely road leading into the distance. You followed right next to him. After walking in silence for awhile, he started the conversation with you. He told you about his day, and you were surprised how he was willing to tell you even the silliest of details, even though you never asked for them. “What was the business you were talking about in the train?” You asked him. “Just some things I had to take care of”, he responded looking back to you with one of his eyes closed since the sun was shining right at him. “What type of things?” You questioned further. “Had to beat up some guy, he didn’t pay back to my friend for the weed he had leached off of him”, he calmly explained. You rolled your eyes, of course he had to be a part of something as stupid as the weed business. “Wow”, you just responded with a sarcastic tone. “What? Not impressed?” He laughed. “Not one bit. Why did you have to interfere, couldn’t he stand up for himself?” You asked. “It wasn’t safe for him to show up there. He’s had some issues with the other guy’s gang before”, he explained. You just went silent, not wanting to give him an answer, since you’d only scold him. You knew he already knew how dumb it was. “Really, I never beat people up for fun. Only if they hurt my close ones”, he continued in attempt to assure you. You just nodded your head. “Well my day was just as interesting as eating ice cream can get”, you decided to tell him. He chuckled, “I like that”.

The two of you ended up finding an old park, with a nest swing that could fit at least four people on it. He lazily hopped to lay on it as you watched from afar. “Are you not gonna join me?” He asked. You just furrowed your brows at him, signaling that you’re not gonna fall for his charms that easily. You walked up to the swing and gave it a push. He was laying there with his hands folded under his head, looking up to the cloud free sky. You pushed the swing more and more, until it was starting to catch up a pace. “Don’t”, he suddenly said as you were about to push more. “Why not”, you asked him. “I’m gonna get nauseous”, he said sitting up. “You get nauseous off of swings?” You laughed teasingly. “Yes, now stop the fucking ride”, he said in a sudden serious manner. It only fueled you to tease him more and push the swing even harder, until he was screaming. You laughed when you finally hopped on the edge of the swing to stop it. “Jesus, and here I thought you weren’t a wild girl”, he scoffed. “Huh? Who said I’m not wild”, you laughed as you got on the swing to sit next to him. “Are you?” He threw back a question. “Yeah”, you said biting your lip in a cocky manner. “Okay prove it”, he challenged. “How?” You asked. “Climb on to that tree over there”, he said pointing out a medium sized tree. “How is that gonna prove anything? I can be wild, but I’m also clumsy”, you scoffed to him. “Okay, loser”, he said raising an eyebrow. It caused you to open your mouth in offence and you got up the swing to run up to the tree. You managed to climb onto the first big branch hanging from the side of it after struggling for awhile. You raised your hands on to your sides and waved them. “There”, you yelled at him. He clapped his hands slowly as you jumped off and came back to him. “Your turn”, you responded. “I don’t have anything to prove”, he said pushing his hair back. “Okay loser”, you copied his earlier statement. “Fuck, okay! What’s my challenge?” He gave in. You looked around trying to find something to challenge him with, but ended up going with the obvious. “Let me swing you”, you said as a sly grin painted your face. He sighed out loud. “I’m literally gonna throw up on you, but okay”.

After giving each other ridiculous challenges in turns, your topic had drifted off to others, since the only challenges you could come up with were as stupid as “eat a leaf off the ground”. He was laying beside you on the swing as you were sitting on the edge, looking into the distance. “I guess you are pretty wild after all”, he suddenly confessed. “See, I told you”, you looked back at him. He just hummed as he gave you that signature half smile of his. You felt your body starting to shiver, it was getting surprisingly cold as the sun had almost already vanished. He noticed it as he was looking at your back. “You cold?” He kindly asked. “I’m fine”, you quickly responded. “Then why are you shivering?” He asked even though he knew the answer. “I said I’m fine”, you repeated. “I wish I had a jacket”, he muttered before continuing, “Let me warm you”. You looked back at him with furrowed eyebrows and a questioning look on your face. “Come on”, he said opening his arms for you to cuddle into. “Absolutely not”, you said turning away from him and rubbing your arms in attend to keep yourself warm. “Okay then, I challenge you to let me warm you”, he suddenly stated. “I thought we stopped the game already”, you laughed slightly. He gave you no answer. Suddenly you felt him rumbling behind you as he sat up and wrapped his big arms around you, and pulled you down with him to lay on the swing. Your eyes were big with surprise and you turned your head to look at him from underneath his arms. He looked down at you, without changing his rock hard facial expression. You let your eyes wander on his beautiful features, before wonders started to fill your mind. “Why are you so emotionless?” You softly asked. “It’s just who I am”, he was quick to respond. “No, you haven’t been that way always. There’s no way you were as emotionless as a child”, you said seeing as his eyes shifted. He was quiet for awhile before answering: “I guess life has made me this way. I would have been dead if I never toughened up”. “What do you mean by that?” You asked. “I used to be the kid everyone stomped on. I was a bit chubby as a kid”, he started explaining and the chubby part made you chuckle a little. “Min Yoongi, a chubby child”, you smiled. “Yeah, I got bullied for that alot. That and the fact that my own father took out his anger on me was making me weak. So one day I just decided to toughen up, I started giving back to the people who made fun of me before. Safe to say it shut them up”, he finished his story. “That’s still not an excuse to get involved to gangs and drug business”, you said. “I use weed to make quick money, that’s it. And I already told you I don’t beat people up anymore, unless they hurt my close ones”, he explained. “But how about your dad, does he still mistreat you like that?” You asked him. “Not anymore, he knows I will punch back. I only touch him if he abuses my mother”, you felt the vibrations of his low voice against your chest. “Well damn, what a hero story. Is this how you get the ladies, opening up to them about your dramatic past and making them feel special by that?” You pushed him sarcastically, but you were serious. “No, you were the only one I’ve ever told that to”, he said. “The only one? How about your friends?” You asked. “Only Taehyung knows, because he saw me fighting with my dad. I trust that you won’t tell anybody, though”, he confined in you. “I won’t” you said. He was squeezing you a bit closer to him, but before he could move any further you dug out your phone to look at the time. “Shit, when does the last train leave?” You asked noticing it was far more late you had expected it to be.

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