Pastel ≒ Y.G ~ H.S (✔️)

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"So when you hold my hand, do you wanna hold my heart? When you say you want me,"

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Yoongi woke with a small groan as he touched the snooze button on his phone clock, fuck school. He was actually willing to skip school for today, being an all A's student as he was, missing one day wouldn't be as bad as most would think for him.

"Yoongi! Are you up?" His mother yelled from downstairs, Yoongi once again groaned as he yanked the covers off of himself and sat up, "Yes Mama, I'll be down in a minute!" He yelled back, he forced himself to get up and get dressed, he decided to surprise Hoseok today with what he got at the store.

He smiled as he picked up the cute Stich shirt the younger had to get for him, he then put on some white high waisted shorts and tucked the shirt into those. He tried his best to fix his fading mint hair, he just shook his head and said forget it, he grabbed his white converse and his phone and made his way downstairs.

"Morning," Yoongi said, sitting at the kitchen table with a small smile, his mother smiled at him as she put down a plate that had pancakes and bacon on it, "I finally had a day where I could cook for my little bear, how are you doing anyways?"

"Good," Yoongi started, putting on his shoes and immediately digging into the food, "I went out the other day," his mother gave him a look before he continued, "My new boyfriend took me out, he let me buy clothes and then he took me out to eat,"

His mother smiled softly as she grabbed her cup of coffee and sat across from Yoongi, "That's wonderful, Yoongi, when can I meet him?"

"Oh- mama, do you really wanna meet him already?" Yoongi asked, taking a small bite of his bacon that he had dipped in some syrup. "Of course! He seems to treat you wonderfully, why not?"

"Oh...I don't know, it's just...he's not the greatest guy," Yoongi mumbled, pouting down at his now soggy pancake, his mother frowned as she took a sip of coffe, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing big, Mama! He's really nice, that's all you need to know, but getting away from that...how's dad?"
Yoongi asked, his father had to leave a few years ago for a very big job in America, he hasn't forgotten about the family, he stills calls everyday to ask about how his sport was doing.

If only he knew his "Sport" wasn't as much as a sport as he thought, his father left for the job before Yoongi it his mother could tell him. "About that, your father will be coming home very soon, the company he works for has made a new building that he can work in so that he doesn't have to worry about international calls and all of that crazy stuff,"

"That's great Mama! I can't wait to tell him about everything, I can show him my friends and- and my new hobbies and my room! And-"

"Yoongi," his mother said, cutting her excited son off from his sentence, "What about this?" She asked, motioning towards her sons outfit, Yoongi looked down at himself, he pouted as he looked back up at his mother. "You know I'll love you no matter what, but for you father it's a different story, you know he grew up in a religious household, there's no telling how he'll react,"

Yoongi nodded as he finished the last of his pancake, "I know Mama, I'll find some way to tell him with out...a big reaction," his mother nodded as Yoongi stood from his table, "I have to go now, Tae and Chim are probably waiting for me,"