Suga
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"Why do people call you suga?" I said confused by his nickname. He just chuckled softly. "They call me suga....because I'm sweet and addicting like sugar. Jagi." He said looking at me adorably. "Oh.." I said sticking out my bottom lip and puffing my cheeks. "Your adorable when you do that." He said poking my cheek. "Hey!" I yelled smirking and if it wasn't my chocolate skin complexion I would be blushing.
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You kept walking without looking back. Your shoulders were slightly shaking because you tried to hold your tears. Yoongi followed you quietly. You unconsciously walked too far from the gathering room. It wasn't the resort area anymore. His best guess was that you didn't even realize where you went. "Shut." You stumbled by your own feet. You were prepared to feel the ground and realized it wasn't coming. A pair of strong hands steadying you. "Yo.. yoongi?" You fluttered. You wiped your tears, "Why are you here?" "That will be my question." "He likes someone else.." You turned around and awkwardly hugged him. Yoongi hesitantly patted your back, you snorted on his shirt. "Why do things like this always happen to me?" You cried. "Because you are stupid." He answered. "I think he was in love with me." The boy treated you nicely. He was always around, who knows that he wants someone else. "That explains the stupid part.." You pouted and wiped your messy tears with his shirt, "Oh, God.." he sighed. "I'm done with all this relationship shit." Yoongi frowned to see the smeared mascara on your face. You looked awful. "Yeah, I'm sure after this you won't get any." You could see his bitter expression. "I'm crying.. why are you so mean ..." "Ck, bothersome." He mumbled as he wiped the mascara stain with his thumbs, he just made it even worse, "Stop crying already." Out of many people, you met him. He wasn't the first person for comfort.. but he was here..

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