Bottom buddies || k.nj x bts

just know you're not alone

ship: k.nj x bts
genre: a lot of angst (with fluff at the end)
summary: 'we got different stars and stories,we got different night's and mornings, our scenarios ain't that boring' six men have six different stories that revolve around one man...

-trigger warnings
-comforting!namjoon
-homophobic language
-bts rn't idols
-idc abt grammar anymore srry im tired lmao

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yoongi

growing up sucks

yoongi grew up alone, he had no one to turn too. his parents died in a car accident and was living with his cousins, scarily enough the people who were caring for yoongi wouldn't care about the male for one bit. when they had issues like getting angry, they pent out that frustration towards the 6 year old.

of course as basic rights of children, they had enroll yoongi to a school seeing as if they didn't they would have cause trouble to the law enforcers (again).

so here was yoongi walking to school, with a small grey sweater and jeans on. wearing sneakers as well as a black backpack on his back. he silently walked towards the bus, the male was never a fan of socializing, he never had the confidence in doing so. the people at his 'home' would tell him he shouldn't speak because it was a nuisance.

the bus arrived and yoongi entered the bus, looking around for a seat. gripping his backpack tightly, he felt nervous seeing as a group of people were staring at him. some with disgust looks, the other children started to whisper things like.

"he looks sad"

"who's he?"

"i wouldn't want him to sit beside me that's for sure"

and various more, yoongi looked down. as a child it was the usual reaction to cry, but the boy didn't, he was used to it. he didn't want to be labeled as a 'crybaby' whenever he teared up. so he sucked it up and looked around once more.

the male then saw a small boy with chubby cheeks as well as a plain red sweater on him to stand up and approached yoongi. he smiled and had dimples on him, the latter's heart fluttered slightly.

"you want to sit with me?" the mysterious boy asked cautiously, yoongj starred at him but nodded shyly in response anyways, he put his head down and felt a hand grip on his wrists.

the unknown boy dragged yoongi to his seat. "you seem the type to look out the window! so here i give you the honor to sit at the window seat!" the boy offers yoongi shyly nodded once more and took a seat.

the boy sat down beside him and turned to yoongi "nice to meet you! i'm namjoon" the boy greets, showing off his dimples again.

"min yoongi, call me yoongi" the said boy muttered in audibly.

namjoon nodded "i'm 5-in a half! should i call you hyung or..?"

"i'm 6 so i guess so?"

namjoon nodded then started to get quiet, he let his legs swing back and forth on the bus seat as soon as the vehicle started to move. the rest of the ride the two have been quiet, yoongi liking the silence and not being bombarded by questions he opened a notebook and started to write down some lyrics.