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i had just come back home from an appointment at the hospital when i saw yoongi again. he was leant against the wall of my house, eyes closed and earplugs in. he had dyed his hair black now; certainly a change from bright blonde.

but i loved it. i loved the way it framed his handsome face. i loved the way it contrasted to his naturally paler skin. it was perfect. he was perfect.

"hey. min yoongi." i stood in front of him with a small smile of disbelief etched on my face. he really has fallen asleep on the spot. i unlocked my door and took his arm.

"hm? jiminnie?" he yawned, voice slightly croaky from sleeping out in the cold. "where am i?"

i chuckled softly as i locked the door, not bothering to answer his question. the boy wouldn't have been able to acknowledge it anyway- i had never seen such a sleepy beauty in my life.

i took him into my bedroom that day; i didn't care about the mess, didn't care about the marks both our shoes were going to leave on the carpet from the mud outside. i slipped off his shoes and my own, throwing them down the stairs. i'd tidy later.

the boy had already fallen asleep on the bedsheets; his lips parted slightly, reminding me of the first time i saw him.

i lay beside him, facing him on my side. i reached up and ran my fingers through his thick, black locks. he looked so peaceful.

all i thought about that day was how lucky i am. how happy i am to be snuggled with this boy i met two months ago. how lucky i am to have such a sweet, handsome, talented boyfriend.

and whilst i was thinking these things... whilst my lover was snoring away... i began to cry.

first, small hiccups. tiny little tears framing my eyes.

but soon, they turned into proper waterfalls. i cried silently that night. i held my left hand in his right; fingers intertwined like i was never going to let go. with my other hand, i gently stroked yoongis beautiful, pale cheek.

my biggest mistake was mistake number six; i wish i had let him go, then and there.

i wish i could just watch from the sidelines.

i wish mistake number one never happened.

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