It was November, and Min Yoongi felt like dying. Not literally of course, but the dreaded thought of leaving his warm, soft bed was slowly killing him. Yoongi didn't like the cold at all. And he made sure he went out as little as possible; especially in the winter months.
Working in a book shop was quite relaxing really. Not many people came in on the weekdays, and Yoongi didn't work on weekends so it was normally pretty quiet.
After many minutes of contemplating whether he should phone in sick or go in, Yoongi got up from his bed (choosing the second option), shivering as his blanket fell from his shoulders.
Yoongi was one to take his time, showering, dressing, styling his hair even though it would be ruined by the wind. Despite all that, he didn't eat very often, especially in the morning.
Once he was changed, Yoongi grabbed his bag and left his apartment, locking the door behind him.Upon arriving at the train station, he bought an americano from the little coffee vendor and sat down, He did go quite far to work in a bookshop, however it was worth travelling the extra miles as the pay was higher.
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When Breath Becomes Air - Yoonmin
FanfictionWhen one has lost everything, is it really a surprise that one has interest in the strangest of things? ************* YOONMIN BOYXBOY This book is just for fun. None of these scenarios are real but a figure of my imagination. Hope you enjoy x Slo...