Immediately everything with him had been different.
He was treated with things, things he could barely understand.
Gifts were showered upon him.
Every night rather than sleeping on cold, hard concrete, left to make do with the moss growing up the walls... He was held.
Yoongi would hold him tight in his arms in his bed.
He was treated with respect.
And he had no idea what to do with it.
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Fingers twirled through his hair.
He had a name now.
Well, he had a name all along but that wasn't something anyone seemed to be interested in hearing, before it had been beaten out of him.
'Young-min~!' His name was called softly from beside him, the voice full of affection. 'Wake up baby.'
Baby.
That was one of the other names he was often called.
Long, dark fingers intertwined themselves in his hair, a thumb gently brushing his cheek. There was a soft pressure against his other cheek, maybe just the softest kiss to ever exist.
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The Burning of Alexandria ☾ Min Yoongi
FanficHey! Thankyou all for the 50+ reads! 💞 This is sorta gonna be a poetry type fic and I hope Y'all enjoy 💞 Many a chore it is having these... feelings, for you. And for how much they can Burn.
