𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝙼𝚎 𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔

ʏᴏᴏɴɢɪ

yoonxore
im gonna tell
him

babybee.jjk
HWAR

babybee.jjk
WHAT.

yoonxore
im on my way
to his house lmfao

babybee.jjk
EYE- are you
drunk or sumn!?-

yoonxore
no wtf, i just
dont wanna keep
these feelings a secret
anymore yanno

babybee.jjk
i mean- go off ig

babybee.jjk
just- are you sure?

yoonxore
no i had like 2
panic attacks before i
decided i wanted to do it

babybee.jjk
YOONGI-

yoonxore
i'm at his house

yoonxore
help im regretting this
already

babybee.jjk
just...good luck?

yoonxore
fuck you
seen

•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•

yoongi tucked his phone in his pocket and took a deep breath. he stated in his rearview mirror for a few seconds before cursing quietly. "why the fuck am i doing this." he grumbled as he finally stepped out of the car and slammed the door. he stared at his car questioning if he should just jump back in and go the fuck home. judging by how hard he had closed the door; namjoon probably knew he was already here so he didn't bother.

he made his way to the front door which felt like a 2 hour walk but in reality it took 2 seconds. he bit his lip questioning if he should knock, before he made a decision the door swung open. there stood namjoon in all his amazing glory, with a huge dorky smile on his face which always caused yoongi to blush and swoon. he shyly smiled at namjoon; who smiled back. "sorry, i saw you from the kitchen window. come in, sir yoongi." namjoon spoke as he sarcastically bowed and opened the door wider. yoongi snorted and stepped inside, "thank you peasant kim" namjoon feigned a pout, "peasant? since when was i downgraded to a peasant." yoongi shrugged as he plopped on namjoons couch.

"just felt like it." namjoon scoffed and sat next to him. "you're mean." "thank you." they sat in a comfortable silence- well, namjoon was comfortable. yoongi was fighting an internal war inside his head and one side said to just out right and confess while the other said to take it so slow and ease into it. "hey by the way," namjoon spoke up snapping yoongi out of the mini war inside his head. "you said you wanted to talk to me about something, what was it."

.
.
.

"fuck" yoongi thought to himself. how was he gonna confess now? yoongi sighed and fixed his posture. "namjoon, have you ever done- or, liked something you shouldn't have." namjoon gave a confused nod, urging him to go on. yoongi sighed, "thats how i feel." they stared at each other for a couple seconds before namjoon spoke again. "im sorry," yoongi slouched. "i still don't understand." yoongi facepalmed.

"namjoon. i like you." namjoon stilled and stared at him wide eyed. "you...what...me?" yoongi nodded and looked away. the sat in a tense silence; yoongi anticipating an answer and namjoon still processing his friend had a crush on him.

"so," namjoon started, "when we cuddle n shit..you..you felt something?" yoongi frowned. "why would you word it like that? no- i just, us cuddling had nothing to do with it." namjoon frowned as well, "then how did you start liking me? like me, of all people." "i.." yoongi tried to put his thoughts into words but he didn't know how. he was never good at that; being able to vocalize how he felt.

"i dont know myself." namjoons frown deepened, "that doesn't help yoongi" "why do i have to explain myself!?" yoongi growled suddenly defensive. "namjoon, i like you. why is that so hard to understand." "it just doesn't make sense!" "how" yoongi whined.

"it just doesn't! i mean we've been friends for years and you've never gotten a crush on me- so why now!?" "i dont know namjoon, it just happened! just reject me so we can end this unnecessary conversation." yoongi said ending the sentence with a clearly agitated tone. namjoon sighed, "im sorry yoongi..i just..i cant look at you other than a friend. im so sor-" "stop apologizing" yoongi huffed as he stood up and walk towards the door. namjoon scrambled to go after him. "why're you leaving?" yoongi gave him a weird look. "i just got rejected namjoon. in what world would i wanna stay?" "i dont know" namjoon groaned. "ill see you later, k?" yoongi didn't give him a chance to answer before he left and closed the door behind him. quickly sitting in his car; yoongi buckled up and stared off into space. "dont cry dont cry dont cry dont cry" was the only thing in his head as he pulled out of namjoons driveway

"idiot" yoongi mumbled to himself as he drove down the street. he took a shaky breath and shook his head. "i don't know what i expected.." he searched for his phone when he stopped at a red light and dialed jungkooks number

ring

ring

ring

"yoongi?" for whatever reason, hearing jungkooks soft and careful tone made yoongi burst into tears. "oh shit- are you alright hyungie?" "it hurts" yoongi sniffled as he gripped onto the wheel harder.

jungkook had talked yoongi through the drive until he finally made it to his apartment. jungkook had hung up, telling him he'd be over in a few minutes. yoongi plopped on the couch and groaned when he still felt himself crying. he turned over and stared at the ceiling with a frown. "why am i still crying over this shit...im min yoongi, i shouldn't be this upset." after multiple attempts the cheer himself up, he gave up and just stayed silently laying on his couch.

he heard footsteps near his door and assumed it was jungkook, "come in! i know you have a key dummy!" the door swung open and as he predicted, jungkook came prancing into his apartment; arms filled with bags.

yoongi sat up confused, "whats with the bags?" jungkook smiled and put them in the kitchen. "they're snacks!" he called from the kitchen. a smile small graced yoongis face; he pulled himself up and made his way to the kitchen. "so, whats with the snacks?" jungkook stared at him before rolling his eyes.

"we're gonna rewatch all the barbie movies and eat snacks." yoongi laughed loudly, "you literally don't like barbie movies." jungkook smiled, "yeah but you do, and i like making fun of them." yoongis smile widened, he truly had the best friend.

"you're a great friend you know that" jungkook gave a small smile before suddenly attacking him with a hug. yoongi shocked; slowly wrapped his arms around jungkook. "you're a better friend." yoongi scoffed, "you're literally watching barbies and you hate them. you're better." "you always care for me." "because you do the same." jungkook snorted, "you're right, i am better." yoongi pinched jungkooks sides causing him to jump away. "brat. now come on, i wanna watch these movies." "anything for you, hyungie"

•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•

crying for yoongi rn. dont worry he gets better! he'll have his little happy ending-anyways! i..almost 700 reads...WHAT THE FUCK?? if i hit 800, would yall want me to do anything- a special chapter or sumn, lemme know! anywho! have a good day shawties! sorry for any spelling/punctuation errors i didnt feel like spell checking