autumn is so beautiful even though everything is dying.
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mr and mrs.min sat their son on the couch, his scowl proving he was pissed. also from his incident with jimin earlier, but now he had to deal with the people he despised the most.
"yoongi," his mother looked at him stern and firm, black hair smoothed perfectly flat and tight into a bun at the nape of her neck. he raised a brow. "we have someone we'd like to introduce you to."
a girl, around eighteen maybe, stepped around the two homophobes with a confident smirk plastered on painted crimson lips. her eyes sparkled a soft grey and midnight locks carved out her pale face.
to others she may be the most attractive stunning woman to walk the earth.
but yoongi was gay. so he didn't really see her in a sexual way; thought she was cute trying to look so seductive. on other teenagers it may have worked but unfortunately, he didn't even feel nor show a change in emotion.
a flash of a somewhat offended emotion appeared in the stormy orbs she owned, quickly smiling wide to try and cover it up.
"this is hyemin." his father subtly licked his cracked lips as his eyes dragged slowly up and down the curvy figure of the female, lust settling in tired old eyes. mrs.min didn't notice since she was scowling hard at her own son, but hyemin seemed to have; she winked quick before turning her attention back on yoongi.
pathetic. they're trying to set me up.
"uhm, no thank you." yoongi smiled as hyemin's smile instantly dropped, eyes flickering between the two baffled parents.
"but yoongi, you need a wife sooner or later! hyemin is beautiful, talented, sweet: everything you could ask for!" his mother shot at him rapidly, him raising a brow questioningly.
"oh mother, you really are stupid." yoongi smirked and looked at the three snobs surrounding him, winking at a confused and offended hyemin. "i kissed another boy."
they all looked... disgusted.
and yoongi enjoyed it as he smirked wider and grasped the crystal door handle. before he exited the room, he placed a cigarette between soft bruised lips, scanning the rage smothered across elders faces and bafflement filling storm–cloud irises.
"guess what guys? i had the time of my sinning life just by meeting park jimin."
