She turned towards me "Huh, I thought I was just ugly or not your type". She was surprised and her doe-eyes just grew even bigger. How could she not see that she was so special to me?
"You are more than my type you look so beautiful. You light up my life. My whole world. I just can't lose that you know" I said calmly even though my heart was racing. It was true. Anyone else would be an idiot to not take the opportunity maybe, but losing her would break me.
"But don't let that stop you. We will be besties forever, I mean if that is all that holds you back think about it. Maybe we could work out and I promise nothing you do will hurt me" she said.
She booped my nose "as long as you stay by my side at least as best friends we are good. She poked my chest playfully "it means you can't go though".
I laughed. For the first time in a few weeks. It felt good. I felt alive. Here I was with Y/n she was playfully poking my chest. My hands were in her hair and her curls were so soft. I could see the stars and it was just so nice. I knew a small piece of her was hurting. I was trying to ignore her confession. I thought it was for the best between us, though. I hoped she wasn't too upset because of me. I was too dumb of a reason for her to waste time or to be disappointed over.
Suddenly I heard my phone ring it was my mother. "YOONGI where are you?" she yelled. I could hear her going on and on but this time I just put it on speaker and muted it. I looked at Y/n and we rolled our eyes and laughed. "Don't mind them Yoongles" she said patting my head. I nodded.
I unmuted the phone and said, "Now if you are done, I was working on a school project, to improve my grades" and ended the call.
I turned to look at Y/n who mouthed savage to me based on my reply. I smirked. Honestly, it was just her being by my side which gave me the confidence to stand up for myself. For once, I was not simply sitting and listening to all the bullshit. It felt nice.
Our project was done- I did feel bad Y/n did most of it. But we made a deal earlier. I would do the presentation and she knew it meant a lot. I mean I hated presenting I could barely talk in front of people my social anxiety was skyrocketing in front of people. I could barely get words out, but I felt bad, this bad, I would try and basically suffer because I had to do something, right?
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Broken and (Un) loved
FanfictionMin yoongi is a lost college student who is barely keeping up with his life. But what happens when life throws him a series of events which completely change his life and potentially his mindset?
