Caiprioska (on crack)
"Yoongi just a dude with a weakness for flirty cocktails"
Min Yoongi doesn't really care for people. That being said, he takes great pride in the knowledge that the few people who have the pleasure of his acquaintance will not hesitate to attest to his manliness.
He's tall, dark and handsome (in the short and pale manner), he's the strong silent type (he silently fumes when he has to ask his roommate to open the jar of pickles) and he's the perfect gentleman (he always has an ear to lend- to his headphones).
But Yoongi has a secret, a secret that would most definitely compromise his famed (see: fictitious) reputation as a man...
"I've been living a lie for too long, and I've decided to come clean" Yoongi sighed at his feet, averting his gaze from his six best friends.
Jin pressed a concerned hand onto his knee. "No matter what you say, we're here for you." He glared at the less-concerned members of their group, who all felt his impassioned stare and murmured their sympathy.
Yoongi took a shuddering breath, before looking Jin in the eye and taking his hands. "T-thank you, hyung" Yoongi muttered. His voice may have shuddered, but his eyes remained dry- men don't cry, after all.
"I've been hiding this from you guys, because I didn't want you to look at me differently. I am your hyung, and I didn't want anything to change that..." He addressed the rest of the boys.
"Of course not hyung!" Jungkook piped up, "That could never happen!"
"Yeah, Yoongi-hyung. It's O-Gay." Namjoon said, earning a smirk and an elbow in the side from Hoseok.
Yoongi continued on, resolute.
"Well the truth is...the truth is..."
The boys leaned in, curious.
"I love cocktails."
The audible hum of silence settled on the group of boys. Yoongi looked at a crack in the wall facing him, and the rest looked from one another, jaws slack.
"It's true," he continued, "I love Bloody Marys, appletinis, mojitos, margeritas, and," he shuddered with pleasure, "caiprioskas. Oh god I can't get enough of caiprioskas"
Suddenly, Jin hissed through his teeth, and shook his head sadly. "This is not what I expected."
He drew his hand sharply off yoongi' leg, dusted his slacks and stood up, throwing one last disgusted look at Yoongi before walking out of the room.
Namjoon was next to go, with a, "I would have understood about Sex with a man, but sex on a beach? I can't accept that, hyung."
"For shame," Hoseok followed suit.
Yoongi nodded, forlorn. He had expected this reaction. He had been lying through his (gl)ass, after all.
The younger boys stared at him, mouths blubbing like goldfish. Jungkook walked into the kitchen, poured some chocolate milk into a glass and handed it to the man.
"I can't say I understand what made you this way, but I can live with it." He said.
Jimin and Taehyung had a not-so-silent conversation with their eyes, nodding in unison.
"We think what you did was really brave, hyung." Jimin said.
"Yeah, we'll support you no matter what poison you pick." Taehyung added.
Yoongi took a sip of his chocolate milk, thankful tears slipping down his sallow cheeks. "Damn, that was sexual."
