Min yoongi's public persona is that of a tough, cold badass, but is that who he really is? Behind every persona is a story, what's yoongis?
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"My parents said they don't truly understand me, I don't know myself w...
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Age 8...
"Happy birthday dear yoongi, happy birthday to you~" loud claps echoed throughout the crowded dining room for the birthday boy, however, his parents seemed uninterested. At the time, the young boy didn't understand his parents behavior nor did he mind it. He blew out the candles with the biggest simile on his face, not a care in the world.
After everyone had their cake and ice cream, they made their ways to the door. "Yah, brat, clean up this mess!" The young boy's mother shouted from the kitchen. He slightly flinched at the name, but made his way to the kitchen anyways. "Hi mom-" before he could finish his sentence, his mother walked away, slightly bumping his should on her way out of the kitchen. "Hi mommy..." he whispered to himself, frozen from shock at his mother's behavior. "Whatever" he mumbled to himself, thinking he was just being sensitive. AN: if I hear a mommy joke I swear- Age 13
"Happy birthday to you~" yoongi heard the familiar tune for yet another year. He lazily blew out his candles, not really caring much about the "special" day. After he blew the candles out, he heard the same claps that seem to get louder every year.
It was now late and everyone had left. His mother was giving him another useless "talking to" "what is this even about" he mumbled to himself a little too loudly. "What did you say you little brat?" She asked in a slow, scarily clam voice. The boy suddenly felt a harsh slap on his cheek and a forceful bump on his shoulder. It all happened so fast, he didn't notice his mother leave the room.
"I'm going out for a drink!" He heard his mother scream followed by a loud slam of the front door.
Present day, age 18 "Happy birthday to me, happy birthday to me~" yoongi quietly sang to himself, staring at the lit candle that was shoved into a purple cupcake. He blew out the candle and let out an exaggerated sigh "I should get going to work" he said aloud to himself, getting his work hat on.
Time skip :b
"Welcome to D-town dumplings can I take your-" yoongi cut himself off as he saw his friend namjoon on the other side of the counter. "Hey joon" he said flatly, expecting a reply from his usually playful friend. "Why isn't he saying anything? What does he want?" Yoongi thought to himself confused and still waiting for his friend to say something. He clapped in in front of his face a few times until he was finally knocked out of his trance. "What a weirdo" a slight smile came on yoongis face but it dropped as quickly as it came.
"Oh hey yoongs" namjoon said with a dimpled smile. Yoongi rolled his eyes at the nickname. "What do you want" he replied in an annoyed tone. "I need a favor..." namjoon said skeptically. "The last time he asked me to do something for him, he almost made me set a building on fire" "No" yoongi said firmly. Namjoon gave him his adorable puppy eyes while having his hands together in a pleading way. "Please 🥺" he said in a higher voice. Yoongi couldn't resist. "Fine what do you want"
"Well..."
Authors note: ooft I didn't like that but here's the first chapter. It'll get more interesting as the story progresses (I hope 👀) um ye have a good day/night/afternoon. Also...
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