Yoongi

          "Min Yoongi, we have put up with your nonsense for the past couple of months! You can be gay, but that doesn't mean you can dress like this! There are boundaries and you have crossed them! I don't know where you're gonna go, but your sorry ass better be out of this house before 6 AM tomorrow morning."

          And just like that he slammed the door and left. Of course they would eventually find out. As soon as father left my room, Geum-jae walked in.

          "Hey, lil bro. They found you out, huh? 

          "Yeah. So much for being sneaky. I'm fucking screwed."

          Geum-jae looked down, lost in thought. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he grabbed me by my shoulders.

          "Wait. I have a friend in Seoul. Maybe he could let you be his roommate."

          "What?! Hell no! Not only is Seoul very far away from Daegu, but I don't even know this so called 'friend'! What if he says no?"

          "C'mon! What do you prefer? Living with your brother's friend or living on the streets?"

          It wasn't a very hard question to answer. I didn't know Geum-jae's friend. However, Geum-jae seemed to trust him enough to let me stay with him. And even if his friend wasn't the nicest person out there, it still had to be better than living on the streets. With a few doubts still embedded in my mind, I agreed.

          "Great! Now go grab your shit and get plenty of sleep. I know someone who you can stay with until we get you a ticket to Seoul. Don't worry about school. I'll get everything situated. For now, just stuff everything you'll need in your bookbag."

          He walked out of my room and I started searching around my room, looking for a specific item. It wasn't under the bed, so I checked in the closet. There I found a suitcase. Exactly what I needed. I threw it onto my bed and unzipped it. Then I started going through at my clothes and picking out anything that I really liked and stuffing it into my suitcase. 

          Once I was done with that, I started going through drawers and looking for anything that held value. I kept on looking through my room until I was sure it was everything. It was 8:30 by the time I finished. I figured it would be best to sleep as I was gonna need to be up early.

          The second I laid down, I heard knocking on the door. I got up and opened it. There stood Geum-jae with a bowl of ramen.

          "I figured you'd be hungry so I brought you this. I may not be the best cook, but I can still make a bowl of ramen."

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          "I can't believe it. You're actually leaving."

          "We both knew it was gonna come sooner or later."

          Tears started welling up in my eyes as I looked back on all the memories with Geum-jae. Sure, we did have fights every once in a while, but we always reconciled in the end.

          I hugged him as if my life depended on it.

          "Is there anything I can do to pay you back?"

          He started stroking his imaginary beard until he came up with something.

          "There is one thing. Promise me..."

          "Promise you what?"

          "Promise me you'll get yourself a hot boyfriend."

          I chuckled lightly.

          "I promise."