january 3rd
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There's nobody else in the laundromat when Yoongi arrives the following morning to do his laundry, and he's never been more thankful in his life. He feels a little ridiculous as he saunters to one of the machines near the back of the building. After spilling Ramen on his only clean pair of sweats, Yoongi had donned a pair of Hoseok's old sweatpants that he'd left at his place, which were the brightest shade of yellow Yoongi had ever laid his eyes on. Paired with that red long sleeve of his, and his blonde hair, Yoongi is starting to feel a little like mustard and ketchup or Ronald McDonald in that laundromat. It doesn't help that the machines are an orange-red colour. He shuddered at the thought of someone walking in on him standing in the back there, and prays that he can do at least one load of laundry quick enough to change into something more suitable before someone else walks in.
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Must Have Been The Wind | Yoonmin
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