The first time Hoseok met Yoongi, he puked on his shiny black shoes. The second time he met Yoongi, he was naked and was in a very.. appropriate position. Now seven years later they meet again. And thing is- Hoseok, he is superb at making an ass out of himself. (Someone save him, pls)
"I'm alright," Hoseok whispers to himself, feeling the pain of another cut forming on his body. Now his back, which would eventually become a scar. "I love you," Yoongi mumbles, feeling the sharp pain of a cut on his neck. Everytime you lie, a scar appears on your body. You only find out where when you feel the pai...
A story including more or less everything but smut. __________________ "And who the hell is he?" Yoongi asked, nodding his head in Jimin's direction. "Him? Eh... he's... nobody." J-Hope said. Jimin shook his orange hair out of his face. "I'm nobody, obviously." Jimin bowed to Yoongi while side glancing at J-Hope. "...