not crying on a sunday
Description
Min Yoongi lives in a small town with nothing but his little band of friends and basketball every Thursday until something enters his life in the form of a Park Jimin. Sure he's nothing but a timid little guy at first, but slowly Yoongi learns that the arms wrapped around his waist in every bicycle ride on the way home means more to the both of them.
Foreword
small town, high school life, coming of age.
warning : homophobia
.
the italic at each end of part after the spaces is usually Yoongis entry in his own diary.
i put some pic of the Yeoryang-myeon city and quotes, movies and practically posts that inspire the fic and help set up the mood in my tumblr, here
.
note : so actually this fic has been posted in aff about one or two years ago with a different penname, so this is basically an old one. and yes, i actually kind of lie about the other fic being the first fic that ive written, but its sure is the first one ive posted like-, officially.
anyway, dont forget to subscribe and leave some comments because ill be thrilled to hear about your thoughts. :)
Comments