YOONGI IS PERFECT (YoonSeok)

YOONGI IS PERFECT

The day was sunlit, and the breeze was fresh. The weather was fine and beautiful. It was a fine
day. For the world. But not for Hoseok.

Hoseok lived with his boyfriend Yoongi in a comfy apartment in Seoul. They worked for the
same firm. It was during their work, they had found out how compatible they were. But the
compatibility had been rubbing off from their relationship lately. Small disapprovals led to fight,
and God; they were bad! Hoseok hated every part of it, but now it was like a routine. They were
drifting away from each other.

So that day, Hoseok slammed the door on Yoongi's face, and aimed to go far from the apartment,
from Yoongi and from himself. He couldn't take it anymore. They had fought over such a petty
issue, which could be solved in minutes. But there he was, hurt and sad. "How did I ever fall in love with this man? How did I love this man who doesn't love me back? Suga's so not perfect for
me!", he said to himself.

Hoseok walked alone in the empty streets. He kept on replaying Suga's words in his mind.
"I would always love you Hoseok-ah!" But Yoongi didn't love him anymore. He knew that, even
though he keeps on saying he loves Hoseok.

"Hoseok-ah, you mean the world to me. Your smile is the light of my life. Your eyes are the stars
and moon to my dark soul. As a drowning man holds on to a piece of wood, and as a satellite
around it's planet, I would give you the utmost priority and importance in my life." False promises.
Everything false. Hoseok felt like throwing up.

"No matter what, my dear Hobi, I would stay by your side." But Yoongi left him alone a lot of
times to cry his insecurities out, all by himself. He would come from work, change his clothes and
go to sleep directly. Though he would always drag Hoseok to the bed with him and hold him
tightly. Though he would make him bacon and eggs on Sundays, which Hoseok devoured like it
was a King's dish.

Hoseok sighed. His head hurt. His mind was brimmed with confusion. What should he do with
his heart? He loved Yoongi. From the core of his heart. But he was better being without him than
being ignored and left alone. Yoongi also had to prove his commitment.

"Hoseok-ah, whatever may happen, tell me you would always know that I love you, ok?", Suga
had once said, taking his face in his hands and placing a soft kiss on his lips. Hoseok had nodded.

Hoseok sighed.

Hoseok let his mind wander to his moments with Suga. Their first kiss on the ferris wheel, Suga
kissing off a choco-chip from the side of his lower lip, the first time they made love, the first time
they went on a romantic tour to Thailand; those were cherished but precious moments.
Others were the one Suga had created, which Hoseok seldom acknowledged. All those little
things. Suga would tuck him to bed each night and kiss his forehead as a sign of affection. That
would warm him more than any blanket, any wool. Yeah, Suga would leave him alone the whole
day to sulk at the office. Hoseok would feel lonely when he would wake up, but small notes on
the mirrors and walls would greet him. And his day would be made. It would have sweet little
lines like:
"You have awaken, my day at office got brighter. Good morning Hobi-Honeybuns :-*
:) ".
And another one in the kitchen be like:
"As much as I would love to be there and spend every
nanosecond of the day with you, I have to save my butts from my boss :D Tsk Tsk PS-- there's
something for you in the fridge. Enjoy sweetums! XD "
Yoongi was Hoseok's sunbaenim or we can say, BOSS at the office. But while at home, he would
spoil his Hobi with cuddles, hugs, kisses, and totally be a submissive. Hoseok would tickle him
hard on his ribs while kissing him and Yoongi would laugh his tinkling, enchanting laugh. It was
Hoseok's life mantra. Yoongi would whine and try to struggle out of his grip, but to no
success. Instead, he would be left undone beneath Hoseok as a mass of giggling and laughing and
gasping little squishy fluff ball, that would tug at Hoseok's heart. He would finally take pity on
him, and kiss every part of his face, as if memorising them through his lips. Yoongi's smile, which
was rare for the world, but loads and tons for him, would make his heart flutter. Yoongi's gummy
smile was the reason he would call him "Sugar" sweetly.