yoongi felt dead and exhausted after his exams but was relieved that it was done.
he grabbed his phone, wondering what his friends were doing.
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yoongi
hi what are u guys doing
taehyung
hi babyy
im getting ready to go to a party
wanna come?
yoongi
no thank u lol
hoseok
yeah im going w him
partyy ‼️‼️‼️
yoongi
i hate parties they are creations of the devil
namjoon
im going too cuz why not lol
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yoongi pouted as he stared at his phone. everyone was going to a party, he felt a bit left out.
—
yoongi
can i go?
taehyung
yeah but you just said they're literal creations of the devil?
yoongi
so?
hoseok
okk!! we're all at taehyungies house getting ready so!!
yoongi
ok i'll ask my mom to drop me off
—
the boy was already regretting this and they hadn't even gotten ready.
why did he want to be neurotypical so bad? why couldn't he just be yoongi? he was frustrated by himself, he asked himself all these different 'why' questions.
"do you want some makeup?" taehyung asked the boy, yoongi looked puzzled, "uh? i've never done makeup" he said, "i think it would look good on you"
yoongi shrugged, "sure" he spoke, he didn't know what he was feeling about this.
—
the house was loud. tons of people laughing, flirting, whatever.
yoongi instantly regretted it bt pretended he was fine although his hands were shaking inside his jean pockets.
he followed the other boys and sat down next to him. oh gosh, he was terrified.
he could be at home stimming as he looked as he looked at frog but videos but here he was, paralyzed as his eyes wandered around the room.
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froggie | taegi
Fanfictionwhen yoongi was diagnosed with autism at a young age, his biological parents saw him as imperfect leading it to mistreatment and abuse. fortunately for yoongi he was adopted by two perfect, loving mothers who he adored. with that comes new challenge...
