* @mxnsuga !
the last time he went to myeondong was probably years ago, before debut as he had more time back then compared to now. but breaks are nothing if you don’t spend it with a friend so there he was with seo iseul, finally seeing each other after weeks of his crazy packed schedule. the whole damn time, she was basically complaining how bad yoongi was at keeping in touch – well she was right. he went on all those weeks without any texts, phone calls and he didn’t even read their groupchat messages with daphne, let alone a video call. as if he was dead. it was his fault anyway for getting too engrossed in his work and not letting personal things get in the way so he kept quiet, listening to his best friend’s lecture while being busy trying to finish his odengs. little did he know that it was a BAD move because some random passerby accidentally bumped into him and made him accidentally spill all the sauce on his jacket – some even got on his shirt, making him stop in track. he was actually dumbfounded rather than angry and he let out a deep sigh. “well, i hope this makes you happy now. i really do deserve this. it’s my favorite shirt. damn, karma is sure quick to get back to you.”
work was inevitable - if someone knew, then iseul. she herself had packed schedules and even if she was free sometimes, it wasn’t impossible for her to get a call and be forced to work. but she always tried to get back to her beloved ones, always tried her best to stay in contact. which hadn’t been the case for yoongi. she felt upset, somewhat betrayed. and even if she didn’t like exploding on yoongi, even if usually she did not complain much about him, this time it seemed necessary. so instead of meeting up to spend quality time together, she used the opportunity to lecture him. she really just let her inner mother hang out. like a good kid, he listened calmly, did not talk back. and maybe that was a mistake of his, because that only led to iseul going on and on about things. until a minor inconvenience happened. before yoongi spoke up, the girl didn’t even notice he had stopped in his tracks. she had taken a few more steps forward and then spun around to look at him. his words, the scene presented, hilarious. one should’ve felt bad for him, but iseul, being the good best friend she was, couldn’t help but burst out into laughter. he looked so perplexed, like a child that dropped its ice cream on the floor before getting to taste it. his face looked adorable, to say the least, and so she walked over to him to squish his cheeks together, still unable to stop her chuckles. ❝to be quite honest, i am happy now. i’ll even stop nagging, i promise. hold on, i’ll give you a tissue, let’s hope we can get rid of the stain at least a little bit.❞
