about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about him about
Yoongi stood in his cell looking over into the mirror, trying to decide whether or not he should apply eyeliner on. With or without it he knew he was hella good looking, but he still wanted to dress to impress. He just wanted to find a friend really, at least someone aside from the guards or doctors that looked after him.
