after lying about the release of the biggest mixtape of the decade, shooting his corrupt self in the face with a gun, and telling the entire music industry to go fuck themselves, min yoongi appears to me in a long apron and comfy hoodie and paints beside me quietly
i know my fic arent nearly popular enough for that but if u guys see someone stealing it and posting it as their own please let me know. like dont fight them i just wanna talk
if you feel ugly, just know that there's a Japanese myth that says your face rn is the face of the person you loved most in your past life.
I just think it's beautiful bc in your eyes back then, the face you see in the mirror was the one you most adored ^^