｡ﾟ☆: *.yoongi.* :☆ﾟ

Yoongi knew from the beginning that falling in love with you was a bad idea. You would arrive in luxury cars, surrounded by important people and expensive dresses. He, on the other hand, lived among dark streets, problems, and endless nights alongside Namjoon and Hoseok. They were from completely different worlds. And he knew it better than anyone. Even so, I couldn't help but stare at you a little too much. The way you smiled when you saw him… how you made excuses to stay by his side… how you acted as if the difference between you didn't matter. But it did matter. A lot. That's why he always moved away a little when you got too close. You shouldn't be with me. He said that while his eyes watched you as if you were the only thing capable of calming him down. What if I want to be with you? Yoongi let out a low, bitter laugh. Because you can go back to your huge house and continue with your life… but I can't give you anything. His words sounded cold, but in reality they were fear. Fear of falling more in love. Fear that one day you would understand that he would never be enough for someone like you. One night, while walking alone through the city, you ended up taking her hand without thinking. Yoongi remained still. He looked at his fingers intertwined with yours… and slowly pulled his hand away. That hurt more than you could have imagined. Don't make this difficult. Her voice came out low. Tired. Difficult for whom? Silence. He looked away. For me. Because Min Yoongi was in love with you. Too much. But in his mind… Someone like him could never stay with someone like you.