Invisible Strings of the Hearts || MYG FF

YOONGI POV 🖤

I stormed into our room, my heart pounding with fury and fear. Every corner, every surface felt like a potential hiding spot, and I tore through them like a man possessed. Drawers were flung open, clothes scattered, and I even knocked over a vase, shattering it into pieces that skittered across the floor. But I couldn’t stop—I wouldn’t stop.

Leena’s voice reached me, laced with concern as she tried to pull me back from the edge.

"Yoongi, stop! What are you doing? Please, calm down!"

But I couldn’t hear her over the sound of my own frantic thoughts. I yanked at the pillows, overturned the mattress, anything that could hide the one thing I was looking for.

The room was a mess, our sanctuary turned upside down in my desperation. Leena kept shouting at me, her voice strained as she tried to get through.

"What’s going on? What are you searching for? Yoongi, talk to me!"

I couldn’t even answer. I was lost in a haze of paranoia and rage, my mind flashing back to Chanwoo’s twisted smile and the knowledge he should never have had. He was watching us, listening to us, invading our space. I couldn’t let that stand.

Finally, my eyes landed on the side table. Something caught my eye—a small, barely noticeable curve at the base. I reached in, my fingers trembling as I felt around until I pulled it out: a tiny transmitter, small enough to go unnoticed, but powerful enough to tear apart our lives.

I held it up, my breath ragged, and Leena stared at it in confusion.

"What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling.

I swallowed hard, my throat tight with a mix of anger and dread. "It’s a transmitter. It’s been listening to us... for how long, I don’t even know." My voice was low, laced with the kind of fury that could burn the world down.

Leena’s eyes widened, fear flickering in her gaze as she processed what that meant. All our moments, all our words, exposed. My chest tightened, guilt flooding me as I realized just how vulnerable we’d been.

I tossed the transmitter onto the bed, disgusted by the sight of it.

LEENA'S POV 💍

“He’s been hearing everything, Leena. Every single thing,” Yoongi’s voice broke through my thoughts, dripping with anger and disgust. “And I won’t rest until I find out how deep this goes.”

I stared at the small device in his hand, feeling a chill run down my spine. “Who?”

“Chanwoo,” he said, his voice cold and laced with fury.

I looked at him, my earlier suspicions flooding back. “See, I told you, Yoongi. I knew it was chanwoo”

He met my gaze, and the hard lines of his face softened just a fraction as he reached out, cupping my cheek.

“I believed you, Elysium.” He crushed the transmitter under his foot, his expression hardening again. His eyes softened again, “Did I scare you earlier?”

I shook my head, trying to keep my voice steady. “No… I wasn’t scared. I was just worried seeing you so restless, messing up everything to find it. You looked anxious, Yoongi. That’s what scared me.”

“I know,” he murmured, pulling me into his arms. The warmth of his embrace felt like a protective shield, his heartbeat steady against my ear. “I’m sorry.”

I pressed closer, feeling the weight of the situation, knowing we were in this together, no matter how dark it got.

“But Yoongi, how did Chanwoo set this up when he’s locked in jail?”