Kemsy

“B-bastard!” “Hey, hey! How dare you. I go through all this trouble to tuck you in and everything and I get called names? How scandalous, Min Yoongi!” Yoongi opened half an eye and was face-to-face with none other than Jung Hoseok, his arch-nemesis. Smile plastered on his face. Eyes amused. Yoongi squinted. “Youuu-”, he grabbed Hoseok by the neckline of his T-shirt. 

Get ready for chapter 3 (!!) of my sope fic! Yoongi makes some decisions, good or bad, who knows (up to the reader to decide).

Read, enjoy <3

Yoongi knew the name on the attendance paper. He also knew the nickname, as it wounded his ears continuously. The boy even laughed at some of the professor’s lame jokes, and he seemed genuinely entertained, if his continuous screeches were anything to go by.

Yoongi felt the embarrassment seep all the way into his bones. How could a person be like this, seriously?? He couldn’t understand, and, stubbornly, he didn’t want to."

Well. Six years ago, feeling frustrated from university, demystified and struggling with my sexuality, I started drafting a story about Yoongi and Hoseok. An AU where they're, you guessed it, university students. It's a coming-to-terms with being bi while also being depressed and unresponsive to attempts at friendship kind of story.

I posted one chapter, then quit. Writing it made me feel kind of negative. A lot of it still hit too close to home.

A long time has passed. I never thought of myself as a writer, but I feel like exploring this side of me through this story. I've decided to continue. I would really enjoy going on this journey with you. If interested, please give it a go.

So far it's 4,238 words, 2 chapters, Teen and up (for now).

It's called

just wanna be held

<3