All right you people have spoken so I'm gonna post the chapter farther in the future, when it's completed. I will however give a sneak peek:

As fall drew to a close and winter began, Yoongi and Chansung grew inseparable. Yoongi was reliant on Chansung, having the older lead him everywhere. Chansung always managed to find new places, isolated places, places where they would never be found. Places that were cozy, so they could wrap each other in warmth as they huddled since the winter was cold. Places that were barren, so that they could fill them with their vibrancy and colors. Places that were dark, so that they could explore each other's mouths and bodies in peace, soft noises muffled and lost in the inky blackness of dead ends and streets without lights.

A day without Chansung was a day that Yoongi would spend tapping his fingers and feet nervously, unable to focus. And when Chansung finally found him in one of their meeting places or when he threw something up at Yoongi's window to get his attention or when he surprised Yoongi by grabbing his shoulders from behind, Yoongi would wrap his arms around Chansung's waist, bury his head in the taller boy's chest, and breath in his somehow comforting scent of alcohol, cigarettes, dust, unidentifiable things that Yoongi instinctively knew were dangerous, all of the things that should've driven him away but only pulled him in further.

He knew.

Yoongi knew that he was in a downward spiral, that he was becoming more and more reckless, more and more wild, more and more uncontrollable.

But where was the line? He could no longer tell anymore what he was doing for himself or what he was doing for Chansung.

Did he break the toy store's windows to catch a glimpse of that special expression on Chansung's face, or to feel like he was able to control someone else's life through one simple act?

Did he slash the tires on that new car so that Chansung and he would eat dinner together because they didn't feel like going home early, or so that he could feel the adrenaline coursing through his body as they ran once the owner came back unexpectedly?

Did he steal the necklace from the store so that he could put it around Chansung's neck, or so that he would be prepared to steal more expensive items in the future?

Yoongi wasn't stupid. He knew that he was far more enamored with Chansung than the other was with him. But he could also tell that Chansung was starting to reach the same level. There were those times, those times when Chansung could have been off doing other things with his mysterious friends from the other school that he'd transferred from a year ago, like Ok Taecyeon and Jang Wooyoung, but he chose to spend his afternoons and evenings with Yoongi instead. Yoongi saw the looks that Chansung would give him when Chansung thought that Yoongi wasn't paying attention. The expression of wonder, almost tenderness, that would appear on his face as Yoongi would push his limits farther without Chansung's encouragement, without Chansung telling him that it was okay.

Chansung saw Yoongi changing, and Yoongi saw Chansung changing.

Chansung told Yoongi that he couldn't remember the last time that he wanted to be around someone all the time.

The last time that he'd ever started to depend on someone.

Yoongi felt his feelings toward Chansung transform from simple infatuation, idolization, to something deeper, something he couldn't identify.

It terrified and thrilled him at the same time.

Yoongi would have felt trapped in Chansung's cage if he hadn't known that he himself was the one holding the key.

Tell me what you guys think!

Also, WHO ELSE HAS BEEN SLAYED BY FIRE?! IT'S SO LIT. I've had it on repeat since it was released. XD

So yeah, update's gonna be coming in the future, I'll be studying (and simultaneously being killed by Bangtan), and Idk what else to say.

Lol.

142!!!!!!!

I love you all. <3 *draws you all to me and never lets go*

Until the next time~

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