-Yoongi-
Last night had been a let down;
my boyfriend never came.
I sighed as I got off of bed
and made my way to the kitchen.
I was expecting to see
a table full of food -- like always --
but it was empty. My smile faltered,
realizing just how lonely I felt.
When breakfast was brought,
I felt like calling Hoseok.
I needed someone to talk to,
or more like them do all the talking.
A soft knock came from the door
and I ran to it expecting it to be
the man I greatly despised.
It was only Jinyoung.
"I'm so sorry Yoongs.
I was so tired when we landed
and went straight to bed."
I wanted to believe him --
I really did.
But the faint purple
on his neck
told me something else.
