Yoongi blinked, adrenalin running through his veins as the alcohol was kicking in, his head buzzed and it felt like he wasn't himself anymore as he cracked up.
,,Do you think my pathetic self will get better?"
He was scoffing at Taehyung and it hurt the younger, even though he knew he shouldn't be complaining.
Just then Yoongi was the one sobbing.
and Taehyung was completely caught off guard.
How Yoongi cried and tried to take his breath again between his slurred words and how he showed Taehyung the feelings his eyes tried so bad to hide all the time.
,,Sometimes I'm weak too Taehyung."
He mumbled with his fingers digged into the fabric of Taehyung's shirt, while Taehyung could smell a weird mixture of the alcohol that was sticking up his nose and the fragrance on Yoongi's shirt that did not belong to him.
it was somehow blooming.
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Nyctophilia
FanfictionI've been down and lost for days; glad I found you on my way. [Sequel to White Walls/Cactus]
