waste it on me | myg

XI

[after the party, one month time skip]

what is this feeling?

yoongi clutches his chest. his eyes began to water, and he couldn't help the lump in his throat from forming.

"ah." he grunts, weakly.

no. he can't be like this.

"i'm min yoongi." he looks into the mirror, clutching the sides of the sink tightly.

"g-genius—"

and he breaks down.

what's happening to him? he himself is unsure. all he knows is that his heart seems to crack a little every time he looks at them, holding hands, being happy...

no. he must be strong.

wiping the tears from his cheeks, he puts up his front once more and builds a wall between his heart and the people around him.

because God knows he's not going to be piecing that heart back up again.