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Yoongi closed the door as Jimin waved goodbye, his eyes gliding towards the pages he still hadn't finished but planned to do soon 


What was romance?

He wondered if it was the bubbly feeling he used to get when he and his former lover would meet at each others lips but not quite touch or would smile during even the worst of moments

He hated that smile yet, he also loved it at the same time

Romance?

He wanted to feel it, he wanted to experience what it was like to have lips meet his own or hands intertwine with his, he wanted to be just like the cheesy couples on tv but he knew that would never happen

No one would want to date someone like him and the thought of that made Yoongi cry, soft drips of rain stained his cheeks as he turned off the lights,

As made his way upstairs, low creaks echoed under his feet as he climbed the stairs and into his room


Alone.

Of course no one was waiting for him, what did he expect? That someone would magically be in his bed?

And even as he stripped himself of his clothing, so he was only in boxers, he hoped it were true.

But he was still alone.

He could feel his eyes fluttering close as his heart beat against his chest until he finally managed to sleep, a small frown creased onto his lips

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