A whole week had passed by since Yoongi last recieved a note, and he had gotten so used to seeing that pink piece of paper in his locker every single day.
Now his locker felt empty without it, and the warm sense of comfort had turned into an empty hole in his chest and left him blue.
"Why are you looking more depressed than usual, Yoongs?", Hoseok's voice interupted his blank stare, and Yoongi immediately shut his locker.
"Nothing.", he said, nothing continuing to cloud his mind for the remaining hours of the day.
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Notes || Yoonmin
Fanfiction"The frost of your hands caressing me like crystal snow landing on my bare skin" "How the hell did this kid figure out the combination to my locker?" Jimin, the head of the Literature Club, secretly has a crush on Yoongi and puts notes in his locker.
