Le agradaba su compañía, disfrutaba de las conversaciones que tenía. Era tan cálida su presencia. Era una amistad eterna... O eso creían - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - • Hetero ⚤︎ • Historia corta • No se acepta cualquier copia o adaptación - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Diciembre 2020 Concluida en Enero 2021| ✓

"I'm alright," Hoseok whispers to himself, feeling the pain of another cut forming on his body. Now his back, which would eventually become a scar. "I love you," Yoongi mumbles, feeling the sharp pain of a cut on his neck. Everytime you lie, a scar appears on your body. You only find out where when you feel the pain. The more severe the lie is, the deeper the cut. Min Yoongi is a man who barely has any scars, he is always straight forward with whomever whenever. Jung Hoseok on the other hand is full of them, his arms mainly. It seems odd, such a happy person lies so much? Yet the actual solemn one barely has any? We all lie, but how bad will the lie be? How deep will our cuts appear?