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I walked up to Yoongi's red door, that had a passcode on it.

I scrunched my face.

9344

9393

2211

ding!

My birthday..?

As his passcode?

I walked through his house, which was in a mess, with laundry on the floor, dorty dishes in the sink.

I look around, I'm robbing his house cause I'm stealing his hoodie.

I walk up the stairs to hear sniffles, I open his door to see paper surrounding Yoongi who was crying on the floor.

"Yoongi.." I said, walking by his side, holding both his shoulders. "What happened?" I asked him, "I-I ruined everything!" He shouted, grabbing my wrist tightly.

"No..Tell me what happened?"

"I've liked this girl from school, Jessie. She has a boyfriend now, I confessed but she called her boyfriend and he got a little too upset." He said, I frowned. "Did he beat you?!" I asked him, Scanning his figure. "Well we got into a fight..." Yoongi finally looked up at him, showing his bruised chin and busted lip.

I sat beside him, placing the wrapped ice on his lip.

"Stay-" I get cut off by Yoongi's lips, I stared at him in horror. "Im- I'm sorry." He said, answering my facial expression. "It's okay.. but I thought you liked Jess-"

"I like you more than her..I liked her as a distraction." He told me, "Its okay, I like you too." I said caressing his red cheek.

"I will get you a popsickle, please stay here?"

"hm."

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