To say that Yoongi was nervous would be an understatement.
Eunbyeol expected him to reveal that cute, gummy smile, that small button nose of his (ARMYs' words, not his) hidden behind that black mask.
Yoongi really didn't know what to expect from the night.
A small part of him hoped that she would fawn over his talented, famous, full-of-swag self, Suga.
A larger part just wanted her to look at him as Min Yoongi, the soft guy who had started to like her.
With anticipation running down his veins, he trudged towards the Han river.
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Enchanted | Min Yoongi
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