don't you call him what you used to call me -males

[Completed] : Short story ! Just a normal day in the dorms when everyone is out and there's only a sick and tired Yoongi and the concerned and playful maknae, Jungkook. Later on, a scene of feelings and confessions after Yoongi got well. -bottom Yoongi -top Jungkook Turkish translations here! @youmayliehere

"you still look miserable" "fuck off" "ani you dont get to talk to me like that now Min Yoongi"

You taste good, I'm sorry

The bag boy looked at the pretty boy as he skipped into the store, his big yellow bow and bright white hair making heads turn. His included. The mayonnaise jar he was trying to put into a bag dropped to the floor with a crash, and he gasped as he stepped back, slipping on the mayonnaise spilled all around his feet and falling on his bum. "Boy, if you'd rather look at pretty boys instead of packing my bags, I might as well just do it myself." The old lady giggled, and Jungkook blushed scarlet, the pretty boy turning to look at the commotion and giggling at the cute lad sat on a puddle of mayo.

"We're trapped in here without food or water, and all you care about is that shitty friend of yours!" "Well, at least I care about someone that isn't myself!" "Do you, really?!"

Yoongi is trapped, alone, forgotten. Hasn't seen another human being in decades, almost 50 years. With the only thing tying him to where humans mingle hidden in an asylum in which his mother had left it to rot, he could only wait- and hope- that this wouldn't be the last of him. The last of Min Yoongi. Jungkook was a special kid- a kid with special... abilities. He could see things no one else saw, speak to people most can't notice, touch things that aren't there. Basically, he co-existed in two worlds- humane and plasmatic. Is this Yoongi's chance to escape..?

"Excuse me?" "...Sorry daddy."

"Baby I abused you because I love you"