"How could you do this to me?" -he wasn't angry, he was betrayed, he's voice almost cracking in the middle of his words
"It's not something we can control, you'know...it's feelings" -Jin mumbled with guilt, it wasn't fair
"He was the only thing I a...
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I mean, if you feel something, you feel something 🥀
The first thing Yoongi decided to do in the morning is to go to Soon-bok's house and tell her everything that happened and to hear her opinion.
Soon-bok became somewhat a mother figure to him, and he really wanted to talk to her.
She offered him cookies and milk, attentively listening to his story about his mom's confession, the restraining order and his dad's apology.
When he finished, his kitten like eyes staring at her, waiting for her reaction.
-Do you believe him? -she asks, her eyes slightly squinted as she studies his reaction.
-I mean... -he looks lost for a second -I... I want to.. -he admits, quite afraid of seeing judgment in her eyes.
-I want to believe in what he said... And it looked genuine(?) -he sighs in frustration -I want him to be in my life.
A small smile plasters on Soon-bok's lips.
-Then you should give him a chance -she said, looking at him reassuringly, enjoying the happy expression that now was on Yoongi's face.
They talked for a bit more, but then Yoongi had to leave to work, not before Soon-bok forced him to promise that he'll visit more often.
A second before he hopped on his bike to head to work he checked his phone, surprised to see a text from unknown number.
'Hiii, this is Tae, your favorite hyung (Namjoon gave us your number) just wanted to let you know that I don't have work today and Jennie told me that today is the furniture delivery, thought maybe you need some help?'
Yoongi added the number to his contacts and stood there for awhile, considering the pros and cons of letting Tae help him.
'Ok, see you there?'
'Thought I'd drive you'
'I'm on the bike, there's no need in driving me'
'Please?'
'Just meet me there'
'😞'
Yoongi could not control his eyes from rolling 'What is up with him'-he thought, hopping on his bike, heading to the 'record shop', anticipating the furniture delivery.
