Laughter resonated within the booth, Hoseok's cheeks were bright red from embarrassment while Yoongi and Suran were both laughing their asses off.
After lots of awkward silence between the three of them, Yoongi broke it by telling Suran of how he and Hoseok met. The topic helping flow their conversation in different directions, their laughter and words keeping the awkwardness away from them. They already ordered their drinks and food, eating between the conversation.
Yoongi had just told Suran about when he went to Hoseok's for Christmas and Dawon, Hoseok's older sister, bought him underwear. Of course, Hoseok wasn't angry that Yoongi told Suran this, but that didn't stop the embarrassment that coursed through his veins as they laughed.
"So, Hoseok, how many siblings do you have?" Suran asked, taking a sip of her lemonade afterward.
Hoseok smiled thinking about his younger, and elder, sisters, "3, my eldest sister is Dawon and I have two younger sisters, Katsumi and Changmi." he informed, his arm finding its way around Yoongi's shoulders. The elder smiled, leaning into the younger male's touch.
Suran felt her heart pang softly at the action, though she smiled either way, she was feigning happiness for the elder male so he wouldn't be suspicious. Again, Suran has no clue why she feels the way she does whenever she sees the two display affection. It's odd even to her.
The female couldn't help but notice the lines going down Hoseok's forearm, and the marks that don't match the scars from lying. She couldn't stop her eyes whenever they traveled in the direction of his arms, her gaze moving up them before she looked back at the two men.
Yoongi noticed though, and he knew Hoseok did too, since the younger male always shifted uncomfortably when Suran would look at them.
"You can ask," Hoseok finally stated after some seconds of silence, his words catching Suran off guard.
"Pardon?"
"My cuts, you can ask," he clarified, which had Suran's eyes widening and her head quickly shaking side to side.
"N-no! That's not my place, i-i'm sorry if my stares were making you feel uncomfortable-" Suran cut herself off, noticing how her apologetic words were doing nothing to convince Hoseok, or Yoongi, otherwise, "why do you have them?" she finally asked, allowing her curiosity to consume her.
Hoseok sighed, Yoongi interlocking their fingers to help his lover calm down a bit, "While I was a teenager I self harmed, which explains the light scars you see that don't look like scars from lying. While the longer ones..." Hoseok trailed off, biting his bottom lip and looking to Yoongi. He could explain the scars to other people, like his patients, since he knows they wouldn't judge him too heavily for them.
But, with Suran, he didn't feel that same sense of comfort.
The elder spoke for him, "They're from a suicide attempt," he informed, Suran's mouth going agape as Yoongi spoke, "it's why Hoseok is a mental health counselor, to help others so they don't go through what he did when we were teenagers. Those were rough times that we're both passed, right Seok?" Yoongi looked at Hoseok, who nodded in his direction with a small smile etched on his lips.
The love the two had for one another was un-comparable to anything else, it's as if they were made for each other. As if they were created to fall in love with one another when the time came, like two puzzle pieces.
Suran slowly nodded, comprehending what the two men in front of her just said. Hoseok attempted suicide when they were teenagers, yet now he's a mental health counselor. She doesn't know why, but apart of her felt like she could use this information to her advantage. The female quickly shook her head, though, scolding herself silently, she didn't know what was going on.
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"Milk, eggs..." Songhee trailed off as she walked through the grocery store, pushing the cart along while Seokyoon sat inside playing with his figurines.
It wasn't easy for the mother to rebuild her relationship with her only son left, it took lots of therapy on Songhee for her to consider herself mentally stable. Suran becoming pregnant was one thing that pushed her closer to Yoongi, since he needed his mothers help with the whole situation. Songhee is striving to be better than she was before, she wants to keep a good relationship with her son and be there for him, even if she's late in doing so.
"Nana," Seokyoon called, said woman looking at him.
"Yes, Yoonie?" while Yoongi called Seokyoon Seokie, Songhee called the little boy Yoonie. She found the nickname adorable.
Seokyoon pouted, holding the stuffie he always carried with him close to his chest, "whr's dada?"
Songhee sighed, smiling softly as she explained, "Dada is with a friend, baby, he'll be back soon, okay?"
The little boy just nodded, going back to playing with his toys.
Songhee sighed, continuing to shop for the items she needed in her home. As she was shopping, she heard something fall from a shelf, followed by a string of curses.
The woman turned around, her eyes falling on someone she didn't expect to see, "Hayoon?" she questioned out loud, this causing said person to look up.
"Songhee?" it definitely was Hayoon, the woman still adorning the same lovely features. Her hair was cut short, just above her shoulders, and was dyed a deep red color. Next to her feet was a fallen carton of eggs, the female smiling sheepishly as others stared at her.
Songhee couldn't help but smile, a familiar feeling of warmth bubbling in her chest.
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LIE 2 | Truth
Fanfic"The truth is I never stopped loving you." Yoongi says with genuine emotion, looking into the eyes of his past lover. The eyes of his sun. "Please tell me it's a lie, that you're joking." Hoseok pleas, his eyes glossy and heart aching as he looks a...