He didn't have a lot of cash in there, mostly cards, all his dads, and his pictures. He had pictures with his friends, Cheon and his dad. They were all stuffed in there, just in case he ever wanted to show people he liked. He didn't like these punks. He eyed up his wallet, feeling his heart sink a little at Yoongi's words. He didn't want to be tortured. Not even a little. Pain could be fun, he was pretty into it, but he really didn't want the kind of pain that they wanted to give him. It really wasn't as arousing.
"Shit, look at all these platinum cards." That was a lot of money. He pulled one out and looked it over. "Premium member. Fancy."
"You can take the money if that's what you're after. I'll give you all the account numbers. You don't have to do this, it's fucking stupid. Do you have any idea how dumb this is? Touching me is suicide." He looked at Yoongi, hating to look at him. His eyes were so cold. "What kind of an idiot would do that?"
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He didn't have a lot of cash in there, mostly cards, all his dads, and his pictures. He had pictures with his friends, Cheon and his dad. They were all stuffed in there, just in case he ever wanted to show people he liked. He didn't like these punks. He eyed up his wallet, feeling his heart sink a little at Yoongi's words. He didn't want to be tortured. Not even a little. Pain could be fun, he was pretty into it, but he really didn't want the kind of pain that they wanted to give him. It really wasn't as arousing.
"Shit, look at all these platinum cards." That was a lot of money. He pulled one out and looked it over. "Premium member. Fancy."
"You can take the money if that's what you're after. I'll give you all the account numbers. You don't have to do this, it's fucking stupid. Do you have any idea how dumb this is? Touching me is suicide." He looked at Yoongi, hating to look at him. His eyes were so cold. "What kind of an idiot would do that?"