jimin didn't approve
of our relationship.
taehyung didn't approve
of our relationship.
i didn't care.
i finally had min yoongi
on my hip,
his hand was in mine
and his lips were on mine.
that is all i cared about.

"hoseok, he's going to be so
cold to you, you can't be
any different to anybody
else."

his words
earned him a punch in the face
by the one and only
min yoongi.
i pulled him back,
i held him as he started
to sob into my shoulder.
jimin watched, looking disgusted
with himself.

"shh, yoongi.
don't listen to his shit.
you're mine
and i'm yours."