Beautiful

Four

Yoongi was nervous.
It was obvious that, as soon as Namjoon had returned, he was more worried than the others.
"You're a liar."Yoongi suddenly stated when they were walking to the bus stop, it was just them right now as the others were already there, and these two had music together.
"What?"Namjoon glanced at him.
"Namjoon, I'll let you in on something I haven't even told my brother. I hurt myself. A lot. Because ever since I was diagnosed with having dyslexia, people have been calling me a freak. I know what you're doing and it isn't healthy, Namjoon."
Namjoon looked away. "I dunno what you're talking about, but if you're hurting yourself then you should stop."
Yoongi sighed, and touched Namjoon's wrist, seeing him wince. "Show me."
Namjoon frowned. "I'm not gonna get away with not showing you, am I?"
"You're showing me."
The younger male sighed, but tugged his sleeve up, showing the scars.
Yoongi frowned, and took two bandaids out of his pocket, placing them on the scars; as the scars weren't too big.
The bandaids were Hello Kitty themed, and Namjoon snorted.
"Shut up, don't tell anyone I have those."Yoongi mumbled. "Look, just talk to me instead of hurting yourself next time..."
"On one condition."
"What's that condition?"
"You do the same."Namjoon stopped at the bus stop with Yoongi, and slightly crouched down to make eye contact with him. "Okay?"
Yoongi paused, yet looked away. "Fine."He took his phone out. "Give me your phone."
Namjoon blinked, yet handed Yoongi his phone.
Yoongi typed something in, then handed his phone back. "There. You have my number. Call or text me anytime you feel like you wanna cut. Text me something so I can save your number."
Namjoon nodded. "Thanks, hyung."
Yoongi, for the first time in years, smiled. "It's the least I can do."