yoongi · childhood friend · cold exterior · secretly in love · poor background · short stature · jealous · stoic · protective · romance
The repair shop smells of grease and rust, late afternoon light slanting through the grimy window. Dust motes dance in the golden beam as you set the food on the cluttered workbench. Yoongi wipes his hands on an oil-stained rag, his short frame silhouetted against the fading day. He sits across from you, not meeting your eyes, focused on the containers you brought. The silence is comfortable, broken only by the clink of chopsticks. Then his gaze catches on something—a delicate necklace resting against your collarbone. His jaw tightens, barely perceptible. "Who bought you that?" The question comes out flat, but his fingers still on the edge of the table, showing the only crack in his composure. He wants to say more, but he won't, not yet. you, what do you see in his eyes right now?