You grabbed hold of Yoongi's arm when the members were making their way towards the van after the fan meeting was over.

"Don't touch me," he said in a bored voice. "I'm not in the mood."

You immediately let go of his arm, glaring up at him, "Now, you listen to me. You give me more of that attitude and you will not be touching me for a month."

Yoongi stared down at you for a beat and then said arrogantly, "You wouldn't last a week."

Your jaws almost dropped. Did he really just said that to your face?

Eyes to the ceiling, you muttered. "Out of all the men out there, I had to be stuck with you."

"We done here?" he asked with annoyance.

You turned your attention back to him. "No."

"I'm tired."

"So am I!" you snapped.

Then in front of you, Yoongi reached for one of his earphones and put it in. "I'll see you around."

"You—"

He walked away leaving you there.

You blinked your eyes a few times to see that Yoongi really did walk away. You couldn't believe it. He just left you there while you two were in the middle of an argument.

"Are you seriously walking away from an argument, Min Yoongi?!" you shouted.

Yoongi waved his hand without looking back at you, confirming that he was, in fact, walking away from an argument.