thirty seven

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"what the fuck, yoongi!?" hoseok yelled at the smaller boy after class.

"i'm sorry."

"no, what the fuck? i gushed over you, in front of you, and you didn't even bat an eye."

"i-"

"no, don't say it. i can't even find it in myself to be mad at you because for some goddamn reason, i like you!"

"..what?"

"you heard me."

"you like me?"

"you heard me!"

"i like you, too.."

"i don't want your pity!"

"no i... i really do.."

"...really?"

"yeah. a lot"

"kiss me, you dickwad."

"i've wanted you to say that since, like, the day i met you."

"last week?"

"no, last year. i met you last year, i didn't expect you to remember."

"oh my god, yoongi..."

"are you gonna kiss me or what?"

"shut up."

"make me."

-fin.

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