Yoongi

          "What do you mean?"

          I looked down as I nervously tapped my fingers against the wooden surface of the table. I heard Changbin sigh and get up. At first, I thought he was leaving. But then I saw his shoes in front of me. I felt him delicately lift up my chin with his hand as he slightly crouched so he was eye-level with me. He looked at me seriously and I stared back, entrance by his gaze. 

          "Please don't play dumb with me."

          His voice snapped me out of my daze and I quickly went back to acting as if I was clueless.

          "Yoongi, there's a reason why you're here. You need somewhere to stay, but why?"

          My eyes started welling up and I looked off to the side. By now, I knew he would keep nagging until he got what he wanted. I told him everything. How my parents weren't completely accepting when I came out to how I was kicked out because I had "gone too far" when they found me wearing makeup and a dress. Changbin listened intently the whole time I was talking. When I finished explaining everything, he looked at me sympathetically.

          "It's okay. You're far away from them now."

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          I was laying on my bed scrolling through social media when Changbin entered my room.

          "Do you want a quick tour of Seoul before it gets dark?"

          "Sure. Why not?"

          I got up and looked through my half empty closet. Eventually I found something to wear. I quickly put on black ripped jeans and a cropped gray hoodie. Then I put on a pair of gray Converse and walked downstairs. Changbin was waiting for me downstairs and smiled when he saw me. He walked over to me and grabbed my hand, not noticing me blushing.

          Maybe he could be the hot boyfriend Geum-jae wanted me to get? Would he even approve me dating his friend?

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          Changbin did not hesitate to drag me around. He showed me every nook and cranny of the city. We were both startled when his phone started ringing. He excused himself and walked away. Now my tour guide was gone, so I decided to walk around by myself, ignoring all the little voices in my head saying this was a terrible idea.

          While I was passing an alleyway, I heard soft mews coming from inside. Me being curious, I stupidly followed the noise. I looked around the best I could and saw a shadow scurrying behind a dumpster. I slowly approached the dumpster and found a scrawny black cat. It saw me and started hissing and getting ready to pounce.

          The sound of mewing could be heard a lot louder now but it wasn't coming from the cat. It was coming from a box behind the cat. I slowly started getting closer to it and the closer I got, the louder both the hissing and mewing got. As soon as I got close enough, I peered into the box.

          Kittens!