A/N: lol guys idk when i'll update this or edit it again so here's something to pass the time.
Hoseok liked to love.
Love books, TV shows, Movies, Songs, Bands, Games. He liked to be happy and make others happy. He liked to bottle up his pain and anger so others can feel special, an emotion he wished he knew.
Yoongi liked to hate.
He's turned bitter because of the world around him and is numb. He likes to scoff at innocence, and happy people. He liked to play with hearts just like had happened to him.
Namjoon liked to know.
He liked to understand, absorb, and use it for his own growth. He liked to talk to others and gain information. He liked to know where he was wrong so no one can ever call him out again.
Jin liked himself.
He liked to accept that he sounds selfish. He liked self-love and solitude. He liked to know that it's fine because it's always him. He liked to believe that he can only trust himself.
Jungkook liked to do.
He liked to do everything. Sing, dance, rap, photoshoot, edit, write, read. He liked taking action. He liked to think someone will notice all of that one day.
Jimin liked to be liked.
He always watched his diet, worked out, and use his body. He always liked attention from others. He liked to feel validated by other's thoughts on his efforts.
Taehyung liked to cover.
He liked to make sure that he seemed professional and smart, but also weird and caring with friends. He liked to read and dress nice. He liked to know that because of his charade, no one could feel his insecurity.
They all never loved themselves but still repeated the dreaded quote in their heads.
"I'M FINE."
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whatever you call me | sope | BTS
FanfictionYoongi sweetly grinned and said, "So, how will you fall for me? Should I call you sunshine, sweetheart, or Seokie?" "Whatever you call me, I'm yours." And then the mafia got involved.
