Laundromat Machine

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Jungkook was thankful, above grateful about the fact that the stranger had given the shirt once again to him, the comforting smell of him seemed to still stick on it's fabric and stopped the flow slowly.

Never had the male had a bloody nose, not since he was young and fell on his face while riding his new bike, but this time his nose had just started to bleed, it confused him but then again he was high on the smell of the shirt, he couldn't really tell what it was about but it just made his head feel so light and he really didn't want to just give the shit back and never see the strange boy again. Something about the boy seemed to whine for pity in Jungkook's eyes.

The night seemed to have never come slower and the day suddenly lasted so long when Jungkook waited for his favourite time to see the boy again.

He stepped into the washing saloon, this time he didn't even have any laundry but the shirt, only the boy seemed to still have blood stained clothes with him and his lip was swollen as if in it had been punched or kissed, Jungkook couldn't tell a difference, he was too innocent for that anyway, all he could tell was that a genuine concern grew in his chest.

,,Is this seat taken?" , Jungkook asked and pointed at the free space on a bench infront the huge laundromat machines next to the strange boy and he looked up from his phone. A warm look on his face, he wasn't necessairly smiling at Jungkook but acknowledged his existence by blinking twice and then nodded so that Jungkook sat next to him.

Only then Jungkook noticed for the first time how slim the boy actually was, he could've easily grabbed ahold of the other male's thigh with his hand. They weren't extremly anorexic skinny, but it was obvious that the boy, other than Jungkook who wouldn't go to sleep without a cookie and a midnight snack in those rough nights, did skip one to three meals on some days.
His hand's looked aged aleady and veins were visible, blue lines, blue little streams of ice cold blood were running under the surface of his pale dried skin, that was breaking out at some ends.

,,Here's your shirt, stranger."

,,It's Yoongi."

,,No it's a shirt."

Jungkook suddenly had the urge to giggle, sillily, his bunny teeth hadn't been shown like this in a smile for so long and somehow it made the other roll his eyes, with a small smile. His name, Yoongi and the way he pronounced it repeated in Jungkook's head and finally the once so intimidating aura surrounding the male flew away with the reveal of his name.

,,Thanks,  kiddo"  , Yoongi eventually mumbled as he took it and looked at it for a while.

,,It's Jungkook."

,,No, it's a shirt."

Yoongi turned his face to Jungkook and a huge gummy smile appeared on his face, it was mesmerizing, Jungkook couldn't imagine how rare it was, but perhaps he felt how important it was and joined in by keep laughing.

It's important to engulf those moments of happiness, Jungkook knew, his life had never been any kind of tragic, neither had it been too exciting, he was just another ordinary boy with a usual childhood, that prefered to stay silent about certain things, like the fact that affection scared him and he had probably spendt over one year of his still young life had been wasted on video games and that he let blades run over his skin in endless nights, but Jungkook could tell by the look of genuine relief on Yoongi's face, that Yoongi had something to worry about that might have been worse than the confusion of Jungkook about what to eat for breakfast the next morning.

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A/N: if your heart melts to a pile by the thought of yoonkook, i recommend you to order the skool luv afair album bc damn bighit really shipped them during that photoshoot.