~ whether this'll be a short story or a long one, you're in for a ride ~
top jungkook
bottom yoongi
description for the story is in the first chapter
[lowercase intended and updates are slow as fuck]
started: march 27, 2020
ended: ongoing
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ɴᴏᴡ ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ: pretty girl by clairo ————————————⚪——— ◄◄▐▐►►
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yoongi's pov
i was never really a sports kinda boy. i always liked spending my time doing arts or reading. my parents didn't really mind, although every once in a while, they'd tell me to go play outside.
i had a small, feminine body features unlike other boys and i hated that. i also wore round glasses, since my eyesight wasn't too good. i could wear contacts if i wanted to, but sticking silicone hydrogel up your eyes doesn't seem very nice, it seems scary to me for some reason.
when i was in middle school as an eighth grader, i started to notice that i wasn't very attracted to females as much as males. i don't know, boys just caught my eyes more. that's when i realized my sexuality. that i'm. . .homosexual, or as most people call boys who are more appealed by their own sex, gay.
i decided to finally tell my parents before going to high school, and it didn't turn out so well. they started hitting me when i did something wrong instead of the usual hugs and comforting words. they started to call me offensive names that i don't want to talk about. even when i went to high-school and told my 'friends' that i was gay, they all started to bully me and call me offensive names.
i really hated myself, sometimes, i feel like things will actually start to get better. but i could be wrong. probably that.
i was making my way to school, it was a monday morning. i had my backpack on, walking down the sidewalk. it was calm. i like how mornings are usually quiet, it feels nice.
"hey! yoongi! wait up!" a voice yells. i turn around to see kihyun, my stupid yet kind friend, running up to me.
"i was waiting for you but you took forever to get ready!" i shout back to him as he catches up to me and walks by my side.
"sorry, i kinda overslept." kihyun tells me, rubbing the back of his nape as he smiled sheepishly. i nodded as a response to him while i also pushed my glasses up.
the rest of the walk to school was silent. a comfortable silence at that. once we could see our high-school, beotkkot high, we stopped walking. "i guess i'll see you at lunch then." i say, looking at kihyun. ". . .yep. see you there." he responds.
