𝕃𝔼𝕋𝕋𝔼ℝ𝕊 {ʸᵒᵒⁿᵏᵒᵒᵏ ᶠᶠ}

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙: 𝕐𝕠𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕚'𝕤 ℝ𝕖𝕡𝕝𝕪

Yoongi sat on the chair in front of his desk picked up a pen, He began to write on a paper.

Dear Whoever

Hey, I saw your letters.

so, please stop with the letters.

-Room 193

Yoongi wrote and put down his pen, He sighed. Now, he has to try to figure a way to deliver to the mysterious writer.

he looked out the balcony, hoping to figure something out. He looked above him, there's a box attach on the white wall. There's a note that says "put  your letter here, Room 193." 'okay?' He thought and put the letter in.

He backed away and plopped on the bed.

-Jungkook POV-

I've sent the letters to him, my crush. 

He probably has forgotten me, but I won't give up.

I looked at the box I attached and saw a letter. I smiled. 

You see, I've always liked Yoongi. But his possessive boyfriend came to break our now-nonexistent friendship.

 I always knew that He is up to no good...

He would constantly look at his body hungrily, and gropes his ass every time he could.

Or he only cares about his dick.

Or he would always wink at strangers behind Yoongi's back.

Or maybe when he cheated behind Yoongi's shoulder and his excuse was that he was horny and Yoongi refuse to fuck with him?

Or... 

Okay.

He's a dick.

I picked up the letter and read what it says

Oh, Stop?

Hah... I'll make you mine, Babyboy.

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Jungkook smirked and lifted his pen and wrote a letter to Yoongi

Dear cutie

I like you, sweetheart, handsome, sexy, cute babyboy

-Daddy

Jungkook smirked grew and lay it in the box.

Yoongi was cleaning his messy house and he was at his balcony, he looked at the box and reached for the box.

Jungkook's letter was there.

-Yoongi's POV-

I frowned and brought the letter inside, I sat down and looked at the paper inside. I read and his heart sank. Is it Him?

No, He went to the US, didn't he?

well, It's not him. 

I hope...

I lifted my now heavy pen. My hands shaking, felt like I was gonna explode from the nervousness in my veins.

I hesitated, i wrote down my reply, i don't want to seem weak, i want to seem like a strong and a man that doesn't give a fuck.

That has been my goal since he took advantage of me.

I can't let it happen, again.

I finally finished but I erased it, "too weak." I thought to myself.

I decided to play along and play a sarcastic role.

I wrote:

Dear "daddy',

Fuck me then, daddy.

-your 'BABYBOY'

I chuckled and ran to lay the letter I wrote.

I swung my thoughts and laid on the bed, trying to take a nap; and failed miserably, twisting and turning around in bed, my head full of him and he, on the bed... as i ran out crying.

Without me noticing, a teardrop flow out of my eyes.

It kept on flowing, the boiling emotions in me, that i kept in and build up as time passed,

It's finally pouring out of me.

I notice that you can't always seem tough guy, huh?

I realize how weak i am, as tears kept flowing.

I cried myself to sleep, for the first after he cheated on me.

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I woke up, rubbing my puffy eyes from the crying last night.

I did my morning routine, and stare at the mirror.

"you're weak, Yoongi. Man up."

I said and walked to my balcony staring at the view

I looked at the box and saw a letter inside.

 He replied.

I took the letter and looked at the paper inside.

it says:

Dear babyboy,

Needy are we?

-daddy

I  chuckled and sat down, I begin to write a short note to him.

Dear son of a bitch,

Fuck. Off

- Not your slut

I wrote it and laid it in the box.

I set myself on the bed and start thinking,

Why is that handwriting so familiar?

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----------------To Be Continued--------------------

A/N: I hope you liked it, chapter two is coming out shortly.