"Hey Min Yoongi"
"..."
"You said you'd go with me... why are you walking so fast?"
"..."
"Are you angry?"
After Min Yoongi left the concert hall
He walked away without saying a word to me.
I'm not usually this quiet.
After a while, I asked cautiously if he was angry.
He stops in his tracks and shakes his head.
"It didn't work."
"Then why is that?"
"...because."
"what?"
"Oh, I said that because I was embarrassed."
Min Yoongi wipes his face with one hand and says that.
Oh, I was embarrassed because of what I said to my friends earlier.
He can't even make eye contact with me properly and just talks while looking straight ahead.
Min Yoongi looks so cute after such a long time
I burst out laughing. I wanted to tease him a little.
"What's wrong? You tell your friends I'm pretty.
"He said so."
"...I told you not to come to the concert because I thought this might happen."
"Why? I was so happy."
"..."
"Yoongi."
Min Yoongi stopped without even being able to say anything.
As I started walking forward again with brisk strides,
I said playfully, chasing after him.
"If I'm pretty, please tell me I'm pretty."
"..."
"Huh? Huh? Don't just ignore me like this all the time."
"...Get out of here."
"You said you were bragging to your friends like that."
I playfully put my hand in front of Min Yoongi's eyes
As I was talking, he grabbed my wrist and pulled me down.
I took advantage of this gap and grabbed his head.
He placed it on my head and stroked my hair.
"Please hold my hand like this. Please love me."
"..When have I never treated you well?"
"You don't treat me well every day!"
Min Yoongi chuckled softly as if he was dumbfounded.
stroke my head
And then, as if nothing happened
He blurts out in a low voice.
"...my mouth hurts."
"what?"
"You're so pretty all the time, it hurts to say you're pretty.
"You're always pretty even without saying anything."
"..uh?!"
"I don't want to hold your hand because once I hold it, I want to hold it forever.
"I'm afraid I'll get into bad habits."
"..."
"Look. You're always being so pretty."
Suddenly, hoot hoot, with words I had never expected
I look at Min Yoongi who is throwing a fastball to my heart
Suddenly my face became hot.
Min Yoongi smiled and gently pinched my reddened cheek.
He spoke as if talking to himself.
"How can I make this any prettier?"
