one week before college starts again.
it's monday.
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yoongi's wardrobe consists of an array of colorful pieces. he has this leather jacket he never uses. he also has these trench coats he never uses. there's this shirt he never uses too, because it's too tight and he's insecure and has a soft tummy. he also has these nike shoes he never uses because they're grey. there's nothing wrong with them.
he puts together an outfit, something that would look nice. he's going out for bubble tea with seokjin and taehyung. he's not that excited.
the first outfit is this denim jacket he never uses, paired with a white shirt and black pleather jeans. his shoes are normal white canvas shoes.
this outfit is scrapped.
he goes through his whole closet before he finally ends on a dirty, old hoodie that has their school's logo on it. school merch. yoongi is shameless. but they don't have this style anymore, so it's vintage. his bottoms are his old navy jeans that he always wears. his shoes are a different pair of canvas shoes. just more dirty and worn out.
he always chooses outfits like this.
he always tries the first one eager to look good, but once he puts it on, it looks ugly, it doesn't feel right either.
the last one he always seems to end on is his hoodie and jeans. it's comfortable. it's warm. it's oversized. it's just right, even though it's dirty, it's old, and it's worn-out.
with that, he's out the door.
"yoongi hyung is here!" taehyung exclaims upon yoongi's entrance, the same boxy smile on his face. the same bright teeth. the same glittery eyes and the same coconut head. "seokjin didn't get anything yet 'cause we were waiting for you. but i got this," taehyung says excitedly, holding up his green colored bubble tea. "it's matcha."
"okay." yoongi replies.
"i can buy it for you if you want." seokjin offers, "taro with extra tapioca?"
"yes please," yoongi smiles, "i'll give you my money."
seokjin smiles back before walking to the cashier, and yoongi takes a seat beside taehyung.
"i've always wanted to ask but why does seokjin hyung buy stuff for you? like not with money but i guess the act of actually going to the cashier and buying something?" taehyung asks.
"i think i have a fear of cashiers," yoongi replies quietly, and taehyung's ears perk up. he looks like he's about to laugh but stops himself. "i get a sort of anxiety when i see the cashier, and have to like, talk to them. and like, y'know, hand over my money. it's worse if i'm using my card, because there's this awkward silence between us and i'm just putting in my pin and i'm just waiting for the thing to charge my card. i never know what to say. i can't do small talk. i wish communicating with humans was easy. like how you or seokjin do it, like normal people."
taehyung doesn't say anything. all he does is lean in next to yoongi and pat his back. yoongi sighs.
seokjin comes back with yoongi's and his bubble teas.
"do you buy sakura for the taste or do you buy it because it looks good on your instagram feed?" taehyung says as seokjin shakes his drink. he rolls his eyes. again.
"both." seokjin says.
yoongi silently sips from his drink.
