"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?

Jung Hoseok, the human-embodiment of sunshine meets a lonely-looking Min Yoongi in the corner of a coffee shop. By "meets", of course, I mean Hoseok plops down, flashing his signature bright smile and says, "Hello, I've seen you here every day this week. Always with the same order of black coffee, in the same dark corner. I thought I'd come to change that. I'm Jung Hoseok - but you can call me Hobi." A grunt in response, "Mmh... Min Yoongi. You don't have to call me anything." • on hold, loves • This is my first story! I'm really happy with how it's going so far, but I love feedback to help me improve so never hesitate to message me. If you enjoy a chapter please consider voting. It means a lot to me. 😊 💜 highest ranking: #7 yoonseok (i didn't note the date, but :3 ) started: July 3, 2019 completed: