Taehyung jumped onto the balcony, plopping himself next to Yoongi.
"Hyung, I think I like Jungkook," he admitted quickly.
Yoongi almost choked on his tea, the news coming way to quick for him. Once he swallowed his tea, be looked at the sky, "N-nice."
The clouds seemed to become darker, along with Yoongi's mood. He didn't show it though, just sat and watched as a warm rainstorm began.
"Yoongi-Hyung, are you coming? I don't want you to catch a cold."
"No. I wanna stay out here," he breaths out, not realizing the venom laced in his words.
Tae steps back, "O-okay. See you later then."
Yoongi sighs, letting the rain drench his hair, the faded blue color contrasting in the storm. He sheds a couple tears, though nobody notices.
He puts up his headphones, letting the music drown out the yells of the members asking for him, and the sound of the storm getting bigger.
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Romansa"Hyung, I have something to tell you." Short story about how Taehyung trusts Yoongi so much that he's blinded by his own trust. Finished in one day because I was too bored to make a whole novel. (Also the stories that aren't published won't let me e...
