Min Yoongi Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Thank God I had put on the jacket to cover my arm. Didn't want her asking what happened. These constant lies. It was getting tiring. “Yes, I just wanted to… go clear my head.” She pouted dramatically. “I’ll just chill with Yoongi then. At least he’d not keep abandoning me.” She sighed, dropping onto the nearest sofa with a sad sigh. Yoongi was her bias from BTS and she wouldn't stop ranting about him all the time. “Drama queen.” As I turned to leave she suddenly shot up from the sofa and whirled me around, staring directly into my eyes.

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The only sound was the snap-snap of Madam Choi’s fan and the drumming of the rain against the glass. Felix was about to make a joke about the tension just to stop his own brain from imploding, when the heavy doors creaked open one last time. Instead of the expected lawyer, a woman stood in the doorway. She possessed a soft appearance, seemingly untouched by the harsh world of the Mafia, with prominent cheekbones and dark eyes. Chey Ji-yoon, formerly known as Han Ji-yoon, Min’s sister. He remembered Jun mentioning her. The one who escaped. The one who married a dentist from one of the wealthiest families in South Korea or something and tried to pretend she was never a Han.

Myung Sik appears to be sulking, but he is not truly upset with Joon Woo. Hyun Ki, on the other hand, serves Joon Woo his preferred sandwich. They have a feeling Joon Woo is depressed about something. In normal circumstances, he would never leave his friend, especially Hyang, and would prefer to be alone. The fact that Joon Woo is alone there indicates that something is bothering him. As a result, his friend decides to track him down and cheer him up.

I cannot place him, but I think he’s famous. “Min Yoongi…..Suga from BTS. One day, as a prima ballerina, I hope to grace a South Korean stage where he will be captivated by my grace and beauty and finally know who I am.” She sighs for effect, then kisses her cell before gazing at it adoringly. “He will fall for me at first sight, know I am his soul mate, and we shall forever be together… Please wait for me, Yoongi. I will marry you.” “Is she ok…you know, mentally?” I lean into Dane, asking in a hushed tone, even though she can still hear me.