self harm and angst warning
Yoongi hated everything.
He was too late.
Today, he was gonna confess to Hoseok, tell him he loved him and wanted to be with him.
By the time he was gonna tell him, he'd found out that Hoseok now had a girlfriend.
It broke Yoongi's heart when he had to smile and say that it was great.
As soon as he had arrived home, he broke down.
He just fell to his knees and screamed, tears streaming down his face as he gripped his hair.
Nobody was home, so he got up, still sobbing as he rushed to the kitchen.
He found the sharpest knife he could, and grabbed it, waddling to the bathroom as quick as he could.
He didn't even hesitate to take the knife to his skin, crying as the crimson liquid ran down his pale thigh.
He just shut his eyes, continuing to ruin his thigh.
He rolled his head back against the wall, finally dropping the knife.
It wasn't Hoseok's fault.
It was his.
Yoongi was the one who avoided his feelings.
Yoongi was the one who failed to tell Hoseok about how he felt.
He looked down at his thigh, watching the blood drip down onto the tiled floor, and he felt tears well up in his eyes.
He felt like an idiot, really.
When he hadn't liked Hoseok, he would've been so happy for Hoseok, but now it was different.
He was in love with Hoseok and he would never even get to tell him.
Yoongi cleaned up his new scars, and wiped his tears, pulling his jeans back up and staring at the knife.
He didn't even speak, cleaning the knife and walking to the kitchen and returning the knife.
Right now, he didn't care if his family saw him with the knife, he just wanted to feel something.
He didn't even feel most of the pain he just put himself through.
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