Yoongi
The mint-haired boy slammed his phone onto his sheets and shrugged his head into his hands. His shoulders shook in silent sobs as tears streamed down his milky face, falling into his open mouth which gasped for air as the panic set into his body.
The bright light from his open phone shone through the gloomy atmosphere of the dense room, three words marring the white dms with undisguised horror. And oh what a lie those three words were. But he'd typed them and sent them and Jungkook had already read Yoongi's mistake. A mistake he made in cowardly fear and rash decision making.
I'm not gay.
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FanfikceHis mouth flew without his brain's revision and he would have laughed at the words that he spat out had they not been perfect. He would have cringed, thrown up, and cried at the words that burst from his lips had they not made Min Yoongi smile. "So...
