"Asshole!" Jimin screeches before jumping onto Jungkook's back from the messy hotel room bed.
Jungkook yelled as he fell onto the ground, pinned to the floor by the smaller one on top of his back. He held the slip of paper close to his chest.
"Give it back!" Jimin screamed as he punched Jungkook's back then reached for the paper in front of him.
"I wanna read it!"
Jimin pounded on Jungkook's back with both of his closed fists. Huffing as he continued sitting on Jungkook's back.
"Dear Taehyung, my love. I wish to-"
"Yah!" Jimin's voice could rival a banshee's when he heard Jungkook read out his letter.
"Why did you write a letter anyway? You're literally dating just text him."
"I'm sorry I wanted to be romantic." Jimin pouted as he crossed his arms.
Jungkook rolled his eyes before sitting up, causing Jimin to fall off of him and onto his butt.
Jimin stays on the ground with his arms crossed.
"What're you doing here anyway?"
"Oh yeah! Hyung wanted to go walking around Paris. Just us three. He wants to go to the Eiffel Tower."
Jimin's eyes widened as a huge toothy grin grew on his face.
"Really?"
"Yeah." Jungkook nods boredly. "He wants me to be the third wheel again. So hurry up Pinkie Pie."
With the Jungkook leaves, dropping the paper that wore Jimin's soft and clean hand writing.
He crawled over to the paper and smoothed it out with a huge smile before bringing the paper to his chest.
He hoped for many things that night, many many things.
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Pink Rockstar → KookMin
FanfictionJimin, a soft pink haired boy who's in love with pink. Pink everything. His whole house was drowning in pastels. He tends to dress in pastel colors like light pink, blue, and white. He's a smiley person and very loving. He's also a total rock music...
