Gray Clouds (Yoonmin)

ceiling view

Author's prov -

As the wind picked up and clouds rolled in , there laid a man in a condo very content with being in his bedroom. Blinds open, letting the pale gray light of the darkened sky creep into the room. While lying with his back to the bed, the young man stared at the ceiling enjoying the continued vibrations on his ears caused by the melody seeping through his earphones .

His name was Min Yoongi.

Min Yoongi was not the most optimistic , bright , and lovable person to be around. Well , if you asked his peers that's what they would say. Just in more vivid words if you catch my drift.

Quite the contrary of those listed.

He was the opposite of the endearing words phrased before hand. He was pessimistic and cold-hearted and down right rude. This fact however did not stop a certain bright eyed boy from seeing past what any other person would assume. There's a special someone that lands in min Yoongi's life that sees past all of the snide remarks , glares and curses. The boy who loves the rain and sees the beauty where others can't .

Wait a minute I'm getting ahead of my self .

This is there story , so let's start from the beginning , shall we.

It all started in a town called Daegu

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Yoongi was making his way home from work, in a rush to get home to his one and only true love. His California king bed specifically ordered with the softest sheets and comforter money could buy. He cut no short cuts when it came to sleep. Being a business man was hard work but he did it because it was his job as ceo of 'For Your Comfort' also known as FYC.

They sold beds, pillows , comforters, neck pillows and more. They were top of there business line. Being the ceo of this company Yoongi had to be an expert at sleep without actually getting any from late nights at the office to scaring the shit out of other companies wanting to combine there shitty products with his high quality items as to raise there sales like the outcome would not lower his. Not to mention the annoying suck ups he had to deal with every day always wanting something from him , even his own family.

He started FYC on his own. His family was high middle class and when he was 18 he built the business from the ground up he used all of his own money . He received no help from his parents because they would never believe in him enough to support his decision and future company to actually put any amount of money towards it. Of course when the company skyrocketed after a year and a half they all wanted to help him after they had rudely kicked him out on the streets for his foolishness and absurd audacity to try and waste there money on a hopeless business.

Being that his business is in the heart or the city along with his home only 2 blocks away he saw no point in driving his car. He may be very wealthy and lazy but this did not mean he was one of those punks that wanted to order a gold toilet. So he walked not because he had to but to keep himself grounded he saw what money can do to a person.

Some he wished he hadn't been around to see in the first place. His parents were examples enough to not let money get in the way of what happened when you got to money hungry. They even had a arranged marriage planned before hand, they wanted to marry him off to another high middle class family even if Yoongi didn't want to. They told him he should because it would make them slightly more wealthy.

They even married his older sister off , not that she cared as long as the guy had enough money for her to drown her pretty face and sorrows in expensive luxury items and fruity alcohol. He didn't want to be a bargaining chip for his parents and they knew it, so he continued to draw away from them until they found out about his future ideas and the following happened.

Just as he was half way home it started raining.

Yoongi prov -

"Shit, I swear the only fucking time it rains is when I forget my damn umbrella !" moving forward , he turns the corner onto his street to get home quickly only to collide into someone fairly short carrying a ton of flowers in a basket that just got knocked to the ground along with a yellow umbrella,  before the next breath left his lips the person now accessed as a really .... soft ... looking male quickly got up grabbing all of his belonging he bowed apologizing quickly staring at the ground in a 90 degree angle before looking up.

He was pale and small not just in height. His looked almost frail like under the 2 sizes to big lavender colored sweater and faded skinny jeans. He looked at me with a questing face , probably realizing who I am and trying to figure out a way to make it my fault so he can make money off me. He was beautiful, I'll give him that .

To bad their all the same . They were always the same. Oddly enough , the words that left his mouth left me questioning what was going on in his mind.

He said ....

YEP , A CLIFFHANGER CAUSE I LIKE MAKING YOU GUYS MAD . HAHAHAHAHH *cough* *cough* *cough* ugh . Any ways see yah next time potatoes. Peace ,this small bean is out !!!!