last summer ;; yoonmin

FOUR

- august fourteenth

park jimin.

    yoongi is quiet.

i hate it when he's quiet.

maybe i should've waited, maybe i shouldn't have told him at all. looking at him this morning makes me want to take back what i said, but it's too late now.

god, why is this so difficult?

everything could've been okay and stayed okay if i had kept my damn mouth shut.

why couldn't i just obey his first command until the end?

it was inevitable, however. our castle – home – of cards has toppled on us, and now there is nothing except broken pieces, discarded cards.

but one question burns at the back of my mind:

will we rebuild it, or is this the end?

it is up to him to decide, but i find myself unhappy with whatever he's going to choose. after all, the question itself is a mask for another:

are you mine?

and i want to be his. i want to belong only to him, have it marked on my body in hickies and love bites – YOONGI'S.

i yearn for it terribly.

maybe in a different world, under different circumstances, that could've happened. yoongi and i aren't that lucky, though.

we've never been lucky, and i guess we were blind to that. but now it's out in the open, scorching us like sunlight.

unlucky, unforgiven, unyours.

and it hurts so terribly.

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i keep forgetting to update bc idk what day of the week it is most of the time lmao soz
this is what summer does to me
- kat