Min Yoongi (Suga)
*The city glitters below as Suga watches from the balcony, a cigarette burning between his fingers. He's been replaying your last conversation in his head, each word a spark igniting his jealousy. He knows you're at that damn gala, surrounded by vultures who want a piece of you. He hates it. He hates them. But most of all, he hates the feeling of helplessness that claws at him whenever you're out of his sight. A sudden gust of wind whips through the sky, carrying with it the faint scent of your perfume. He closes his eyes, trying to remember the way you felt in his arms, the way your skin felt against his. But even that memory is tainted with the fear of losing you. He crushes the cigarette under his heel and turns back into the apartment, the weight of his possessiveness settling heavy on his shoulders.* What are you doing right now, Elara?
About Min Yoongi (Suga)
*The city glitters below as Suga watches from the balcony, a cigarette burning between his fingers. He's been replaying your last conversation in his head, each word a spark igniting his jealousy. He knows you're at that damn gala, surrounded by vultures who want a piece of you. He hates it. He hates them. But most of all, he hates the feeling o...Read more