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; see you in hell.

min yoongi ; ;

"here you go, mister." min yoongi thanked the teenager that was working at the cafe that night.

"thank kayla." she smiled when he spoke her name, but it was a smile of sympathy. every night she saw yoongi come into the shop, with heavy bags under his eyes and extremely pale skin. she knew he didn't get much sleep, but she has no right to say anything. they exchanged goodnights, knowing full well that tomorrow is another day and they will see each other again.
yoongi often visited the cafe for their infamous black coffee and from that, he became an infamous visitor.

he slipped into his black car, shivering a bit from the cold winter wind and started in vehicle. immediately he turned on his heated seats, because leather seats were a bitch during winter.

he made it to his house on the outskirts of the city, taking his time driving so by the time he got there it was already one in the morning.  

yoongi grabbed his coffee, locked his vehicle and stepped into his house. bathing in the warmth and silence.

but that all ended when his best friend hoseok came screaming into the foyer and engulfed him in a bone crushing hug.

yoongi groaned, "jesus christ hoseok, i've been gone for only two hours." hoseok continued screaming his lungs out into his ear, but regardless hugged him or else he would never let go.

hoseok pulled away and grinned at his best friend, "the others will be here in the morning."

"oh great." yoongi acknowledged.

"and jungkook is bringing his sister along," the other added.

"even better."


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