Hoseok POV
Though I told Yoongi to stay, my mouth wouldn't move. The words that desperately wanted to come out were stuck in my throat, held back by fear. The thought of being rejected scared me, but the thought of Yoongi rejecting me scared even more. My heart throbbed at the mere thought of it.
"Are you going to say anything or can I go home?" His words made me tremble. If he went home, closed the door and got on with his life that would be the end. But I didn't want this whatever this thing is between Yoongi and I to end, to be a blank memory behind a closed door.
"Uh actually...I need to tell you something," Yoongi raised his eyebrows looking at me, his dark eyes staring right back into mine.
"I like you Yoongi. Like a lot more than in a friend way. And if you don't like me like that then I'm sorry for feeling the that I do about you. I hope that even if you don't like me like that we can still be friends because I don't know you but I definitely don't wanna stop this friendship with you." Even though I couldn't see it, I knew my face red with embarrassment. My eyes were tightly shut, I didn't want to look at Yoongi's face, scared of the expression that might be on it.
"Hoseok, y-you can open your eyes." I opened my eyes and saw Yoongi standing a few inches away from me, tears slid down his pale face, the sun hitting them perfectly making them shine so beautifully. even when crying Yoongi looked so pretty.
"I um...I like you too Hoseok. Like like like you."
