Fragile // MYG

七 | seven

"you cut your hair."

"better my hair than my skin," sooyun says to yoongi, running a hand through her freshly cut locks.

got up therapy had just ended. it was already yoongi's 12th session.

"it suits you," he compliments.

"what, me having suicidal thoughts? why, i'm flattered," she sarcastically remarks.

"no, i mean your hair cut," he confirms. "it suits you."

"well thanks dípshit," she smiles. "calling me pretty won't increase my life span, so there's no need to butter me up. it won't get you anywhere."

he rolls his eyes. "can't a guy compliment his friend?"

"not when his friend is depressed, suicidal, and anxious 24/7. it just seems pitiful."

"well i hope you know that me telling you nice things isn't any sort of sympathy towards you or your conditions. it's me speaking my mind. and my mind is saying your haircut looks nice on you."

"oh," sooyun softens. "well, thanks, i guess." she tucks her now above-shoulder bob behind her ear.

"how much did you cut off?" yoongi asks.

"well, i was just planning on trimming a few inches but my mind had other ideas," she admits.

he cocks an eyebrow. "you mean you cut it yourself?"

she nods. "that's why it's so shítty."

"no, no, it's looks really well done," yoongi says. "i wouldn't have known it was self done if you didn't tell me."

"aish, again with the compliments," sooyun says, looking away.

"what made you cut so much off then?"

"just stress, i guess," sooyun says. "emi has been acting up a lot more than usual. the land lord is collecting rent soon and i barely even have enough money to eat a meal."

"i could pay your rent," yoongi offers.

"no no no," she refuses. "i don't want to owe you."

"you can always move in with me."

"and your other friends?" she scoffs. "pfft, no thanks. plus, what am i supposed to do with emi? just leave her?"

"true," he nods. "hey, are you free tomorrow?"

"i'm free literally everyday," sooyun says. "unless contemplating life and why i'm still here is considered busy, i'm open for anything."

"good," he says. "i'll bring you somewhere tomorrow after group therapy."

"sounds good," she says. "where are we going?"

"now that, miss, is a surprise for me to know and for you to find out," he grins.

"and i'm gonna find out by you telling me right now," she deadpans.

"and this surprise i know will be shared with you tomorrow. see you tomorrow, sweetheart." yoongi swiftly walks away, pretending to be unbothered by his awkward pet name.

he turns the corner and leans against the community center wall, facepalming.

"sweetheart?" he mutters to himself. he chuckles and shakes his head.

"sooyun, what is this pitter patter in my chest whenever i'm around you?"

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lol was this too soon

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