Dear Readers.

I am writing this story because I love it, but also because I want to tell an important message. Art should mean something, as it is the medium in which we express our meanings. For this reason, I decided my art should carry an important social message as its subtext. I am sorry if this angers people, but it's something I feel in my heart of hearts is important.

The story's not having meaning is the downfall of society imho.

So please read and be inspired for change.

Thank you.

-SUGA RUSH

---

Yoongi stopped and gazed into space.

Oh no.

It was happening; He couldn't help thinking about Namjoon again. He tried not to. Desperate to avoid the thoughts that could not be, no, - would not be held back.

But like dozens of unstoppable space ninjas, they came creeping forward till they filled His brain;

Namjoon's smile shined like tin foil, as impressive as a skyscraper, it filled the space elevator and Yoongi was helplessly but willingly absorbed into them.

Namjoon's eyes were like gala apples. If you rolled them they would go quite far.

Namjoon's legs were like a space elevator. Straight and tight.

Namjoon's chest was like a Spacecommanders. Powerful and impossible to ignore.

How could Yoongi not be helpless in the face of that? He wanted to hug Namjoon so much, and maybe, just maybe kiss Him one day.

Yoongi snapped out of it. But the thoughts of Namjoon would be back. Would He be able to resist next time?

---

It was a dark and stormy night...

---

Interlude:

Yoongi was finding it hard to concentrate on this movement his thoughts kept trying to think of Namjoon. Despite what was happening, it was hard to focus!

----

Summary:

I suck at writing summaries. Besides the 'fic isn't that long!

Yoongi was sitting behind his desk. He felt the tears well up in his eyes. After their last adventure, Yoongi found out just exactly how cruel people could be. How nasty and inconsiderate real humans were? Yoongi stared at a picture of a polar bear. A magnificent beast who would not hesitate to kill him but at least it would be quick. Not an overlong conspiracy of many years, just to be unleashed on him when he was at his weakest and darkest moment. When he needed his friends the most.

But there had been one tiny ray of light in this whole. Yoongi remembered fondly the day he discovered it. It was a Tuesday morning he remembered. The memories surfaced before his mind's eye and took the most wonderful shapes. Before Yoongi well knew it, a single tear welled up in his eyes and trickled down his cheek.

Because even when all his 'friends' betrayed him, there was one consistent factor in his life:

And Yoongi knew that the rising aspirations between them could never become true, the feelings Yoongi had for them were the only thing in this world that still felt true to him. No lies, just that single, pure sense and feeling for.

Alas, Yoongi thought to himself hopelessly. Why must they battle? Why must Yoongi be destined to destroy? Can he ever tell how much means to Yoongi?

If only he could. Then all his pain would be over. No more betrayal. No more suffering under the laughter from (who told him she loved him, only to stab him right in the heart on Valentine's Day!). No, only Yoongi's true feelings for Her.

A/N Lol this has all been so depressive lol! My next bit will be less dark!

Then our gang knew what to do. They had to infiltrate forbidding dungeons but to do so, they had to wear a disguise.

Yoongi thought long and hard about the best disguise. They couldn't be too obvious or threatening because then guards could catch them. But they couldn't look too mundane because then guards would never let them in.

No... they had to be clever.

So Yoongi came up with the best idea he had: they would dress up in gothic clothes!

Yoongi's friends were a little sceptical at the idea, but they all agreed it was for the best. But where would they get the best gothic clothing to surprise the guards with?

knew exactly the best store to go to: TrampVamp.

So they all went there in the deep of the night and smashed in the doorlock to enter the store. deactivated the alarm so they could easily get into the store and take whatever they needed to infiltrate headquarters (but that was ok because knew the store owner and she'd be heavily compensated after the adventure even though she was already quite rich from her gothic store franchise).

Yoongi put on nice tight red leather pants. Then a black tank top with My Chemical Romance's logo on the back and top of it all a nice long leather coat with red streaks on the side. Then he painted his nails black and used red to draw little drops of blood on there but he only did that because it was the color died Her hair these days, not because he was a vampire or a killer or something.

wore a short red skirt with long black stockings that had holes where the toes would go so she could still paint her toenails. And she also had a corset made from unicorn gut that looked so awesome on her. Over this all she had a long leather coat. also had cool clothes (A/N but I'm running out of imagination to describe it, so I guess he looked like Neo from The Matrix I know it's an old movie but those clothes look so cool)

Finally, they were ready to face!

---

And then, at the worst possible moment. It happened. Again.

Yoongi gazed at Namjoon.

It was impossible to resist this time. Like a scooter, Yoongi was pulled towards Namjoon. It was like guerilla tactics in a war. It was like a lightsaber piercing through His heart. It was like magnets.

There was no resisting. No mercy. No longer anything else mattered.

Namjoon looked shocked and then...and then...not shocked. He had known all along.

Of course. How could Yoongi have been so stupid? Those long looks at each other, the times they gazed at the stars together, the candle-lit dinners. The tender hugs.

It wasn't just friendship. It never was. It was more and Namjoon had known all along.

"I knew," Namjoon said.

"oh," Yoongi said, realizing all this for the first time.

But there was more...Namjoon wasn't pulling away. He was pushing tighter. Holding Yoongi like wild cetaceans.

At some point, their clothes came off.

They got ripped in the process of fashioning

He didn't care. This is what He had needed for so long. Too long. Week. maybe more.

But this was now now.

Yoongi and Namjoon together at last!

They canoodled like lovers and just kissed.

They cuddled a lot and then held hands.

Afterwards, they looked at each other longingly.

But they knew they must leave.

They didn't want anyone to see.

Yoongi took one last look at Namjoon.

"Goodbye my snuggly one"

"Love you too, my one and only Yoongi"

And then they departed.

---

Yoongi followed the screaming till he reached his brother, who was being tortured.

"Yoongi! Over here! quick! help me! It hurts"

Then Yoongi saw the final boss, who had been torturing his brother.

Yoongi shot bullets from his phaser fast and the bullets went WAM! and hit in the eyes and then she couldn't see.

Yoongi said "Eat This!" and punched in the eye and then went to his knees.

Yoongi said "He is dead now, you are safe"

"Thank you!"

"Glade I could help, brother"

"But you should come earlier next time!" and they laughed. 

YOUR WELCOME