arms unfolding

00 nervous

you were made for the winter
i like to think that it's the reason behind
why you didn't stay for spring

"are you nervous"

"no"

"you seem nervous"

"namjoon, shut the fuck up"
yoongi snapped, heart racing.

"i'm just saying, you look shaken up. plus it's the first time you've seen him si-"

"i know, i know" the older sighed putting his head in his hands.

"do i look okay?" yoongi croaked out.

"of cour-"

yoongis breathing picked up its pace

"i think i've gained some weight over the past few year-"

yoongis eyes began to swell

"no you hav-"

namjoon looked at his hyung anxiously, beginning to walk towards him

"oh god j-joonie what if he doesn't like me- i mean it's understandable b-but i dont- i d-"

"hyung"

"fuck, why did i do this? what, how did i- why did i do it- no, fuck no- i-i can't im too"

"hyung"

"he's going to hate me joon- he's-"

namjoon hugged him

when yoongis head stops spinning, he's looking up into the eyes of his concerned friend. and judging by the way the younger was looking at him, he knew he wouldn't be able to get out of this one.

"oh, yoo-"

yoongi takes a deep breath, cringing at the terrible headache his crying had caused.

he loved many things, and one of those was his best friend. his best friend who always had his back and had always been there to help him, even if it was cheating on an english exam that happened during the 7th grade.

but yoongi hated even more things, like the pitied look his best friend, who was always there for him, no matter what, would give him each and every time he cried. yoongi hated crying almost as much as that. he especially hated the way his brain would pound after doing so.

yoongi chuckled a dry, humorless chuckle

"i just want to be good enough this time"

this is the first story i've ever published, i'll rewrite or fix it later on, thank you for reading