a singular, miniscule part stands out amongst his thoughts, it's carefully embedded in his lyrics and buried deep in his soul. yoongi indulges the thought at times, mind wandering as he sits at him with nothing but his existence to keep him company. it's a weak, weak question to others but to yoongi he's screaming everything he cannot say. and that question is composed of seven words:
who am i when i've lost everything?
min yoongi doesn't realize the birth of someone else began that afternoon, with kim namjoon's pep talk, with the beginning of a rapid progression of developing social phobia, with yoongi beginning to think for himself.
the concept of time is lost that night for yoongi watches the sun set and the moon have its turn in the sky, for yoongi scribbles lyrics with tears in his eyes that are symbolic of his animosity and the melancholy that he's kept inside himself for so long, for yoongi writes and writes, dissociating all the while. he writes until he has a song, or two. fucking phenomenal ones at that. he's also littered the page with little verses, notes, compositions and rhythms.
but it's only later when yoongi looks back at his notebook, much later actually, does he name those two songs and pieces random verses together to create a third.
so far away, first love and the last.
agust d was born that day.
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{hi! I'm a kpop hoe now! it's something that's been posted on AO3 for a while now but I thought I'd post it here too! Let me know what you guys think! I'm up to chapter 12 on AO3 and currently have 13 & 14 written as well. Love you guys! Stay cool!}
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Fanfiction❝jeongguk glimmers in the moments when the sky is dark and endlessly alive, his eyes a mirage of The Universe, the Earth from afar, in all his sheer beauty as Jeongguk wanders the lonely cosmos. Yoongi could scream from the sight alone. If he wasn...
