留下；Please S(t)ay - YMN

seventh sentence

Jesus will never allow gay,
If that's true,
Then why let us love?
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Yoongi's POV

"Min Yoongi." As I stepped in my house, I immediately hear my father's voice. I gulped and walked towards it.

I looked at him with my usual face. He sighed.

"Why won't you ever talk? After attending MAS your condition seems to worsen." He said holding his documents while looking at me.

'Since when do you care? Asshole.' I thought to myself and walked away.

"Oh and today we have a dinner to go to. Dress up properly." He said as before I walked upstairs.

How noisy is he? Properly? I can't even see colors in him, the fuck should I care? Maybe I should. I only can't see colors in people that I don't trust and the things that they create.

So yeah, I can't see colors of my father's company. It's really just black and white for me.

I closed my door and laid on the bed. I closed my eyes, hoping that I won't be able to wake up anytime soon.

But I can't sleep, so I just went to shower.

The warm water runs over me as I leaned against the wall. I closed my eyes again because I'm just so fucking done seeing anything related to him.

Yes this house was his design too.

But when I close my eyes, I see Park Jimin.

I opened my eyes again. I just want to make sure that my surroundings are all black and white. It is. Then why is that guy still so colorful? His smile extends to his eyes, creating an eyesmile. So cute yet... so sorrowful.

He can't remember anything about his friends after a week, I can't even think how someone can live a life that lonely. It's like...

A lonely boat, floating on an ocean, either waiting for other boats to come and find them, or it's just going to stay there until it topples and sink.

"Park Jimin.... Who are you?" I said to myself as I turned off the water faucet and dried myself.

I changed into a decent outfit and sprayed cologne. I feel nice. But I'm not going to waste my mouth muscle over this to smile.

"YAH MIN YOONGI, ARE YOU DONE?" My father shouted as I rushed down. He looked at me and smiled.

"You look so nice, sweetheart." My mom said and hugged me from behind. I still didn't give a shit.

"We can go now." He said and we all followed him to the car.

Black and white.

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3rd person POV

"And now our honourable guest has arrived... Min Jung Woo and his family!!!" When the MC finished her sentence, the whole ballroom was full of clapping, talking, and gossiping.

What was the gossip about? It's about how dashing Jung Woo's son, Min Yoongi looks like when he's entering the ballroom.

He followed his father to the VIP seat, which he hates alot and they sat down. His father talks to the so called 'important people' around them while his mother talks to the 'wifes'.

To Yoongi, important people are just people who are restricted to his own job, reaching for the top in their own company. Wifes are just people who are restricted to their husbands.

And both of them are restricted to their boss, Min Jung Woo.

Many girls wants know more about Yoongi but to their knowledge, Yoongi is "Cold-hearted, impatient and quiet". But in reality, he wants to talk. He really wants to talk. But he don't know who.

Maybe Park Jimin? But he's not here, everyone in the room have different hair colors, but to Yoongi, it's black and white.

When he stood up and was walking to the toilet, he accidentally bumped into someone.

"Ah! I'm so sorry mister, are you alright?" The other party said and Yoongi just shook his head and stood upright again.

"Wait, Min Yoongi? Hyung?" The familiar voice rang in his head. No, it can't be. He looked up and saw a familiar sight.

Park Jimin. In a suit.

'Holy fucking shit he's h- ok stop min yoongi stop.'

Yoongi looked at him and typed in his phone.

Why are you here?

He smiled. "Why don't we talk outside? I don't really like places that are crowded." Yoongi nodded and walked outside with him.

"My dad is an employee in your dad's company. Don't you know?" Yoongi shook his head and looked down.

"I guess you're the type that you don't really talk with your family. Taehyung's family are here too. Do you want me to call him here?" Jimin said and took his phone out.

When he's about to dial Taehyung's number, Yoongi grabbed his hand.

"What the hell Yoo-"

"Please don't."

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"Did you just spoke?"

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This would be my last update for the week because it's my exam week for the time, so I will be on hiatus for 1 week. Fighting!