"Still my sweet boy?" Fuck. He shouldn't have said that. Not the my. He closed his eyes and felt a surge of pain because he really shouldn't have said that. Yoongi wasn't never, never was. He didn't know what they were. "You were always too soft. That's why you kept visiting a punk like me. You pulled away and you worked hard, you achieved everything you wanted to. You shouldn't backslide."

He didn't want to let go of Yoongi's hand and he didn't think he had the strength to. He just met his eyes and tried not to get lost in them. "You're better than that."