Spectrum of Colors

Chapter 2: My neighbor Hoseok.

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Yoongi had been moving in his last stuff and boxes, there weren't many boxes,and the ones there had all his books inside so they were heavy. He was already sweating, his cheeks all blushed, he was really tired, he had been going up the stairs, on the first floor, when suddenly  he had a pain pulsating through one of his sides at his ribs, his ribs  were aching, and he was so out of breath, he wondered if probably he was more than just a little unhealthy, he had a terrible condition, he felt sad admitting it. 

Suddenly a person went by beside him, and when the person saw Yoongi, they dropped their own things and ran to him. 

"Hey, are you okay? Do you need something? Are you hurt somewhere?" The voice was kind. But when Yoongi turned to look at the man's face, he found an even kinder face. A young man, with a perfect profile and face was standing there worrying, his nose was pointy, and his lips perfect, with the most dreamy eyes he had ever seen in his life. 

It was the first time he had felt what he always wrote in his books, for the first time in forever he was experiencing what it felt to be stroke in the heart with an arrow, or what people would call love at first sight, he felt so dizzy with his world turning upside down, he was confused and it took him time to finally react to the man's question. 

"What?" He asked like an idiot, he was terrible at talking with real people. He suddenly felt the man was too close to him, so he tried to move a little away but when he had straightened his body, again the side pain returned, he groaned and grabbed his side and ribs in pain curling down again. 

"Omg! You are really hurt, can you move? Where do you live? I have never seen you before!" The man said he felt worried and also curious. "Here grab my hand, let me help you!" 

"Sorry, I'm fine, it's just I'm not in my best form, and I was actually moving with heavy stuff and I felt pain at my side, this  pain just hit me out of the blue, but I'll be fine!" Yoongi said feeling like an idiot while he finally could stretch his body a little. He felt himself blushing and all warm in the face, he could feel how he was covered in sweat, and he imagined he probably looked all ugly. 

The man just relaxed, and Yoongi saw the most beautiful thing he had ever seen; the young guy had smiled, warmly and big, two pretty dimples on his soft cheeks, his mouth curving beautifully and a big smile appeared, his cheekbones were pretty visible and going high making his eyes look more dreamy still. He was perfect, he looked exactly like the man he had been writing in his romance novels, the heroe, the protagonist, he was handsome and ethereal just like a prince. 

"I see, I'm glad you are fine, I was really scared, I thought you were hurt!!" He said laughing a little and Yoongi discovered he now had three favorite things in his list of things he loved the most in this world, a list that he had just created in his head. 

First was the smile and  dimples of that man.

Second was his dreamy perfect smile and eyes. 

And third was his perfect and loud voice, his laugh and everything about his chirping sounds. 

"Oh no!" The man said, looking at his watch. "Sorry, I'm running late, nice to meet you new neighbor, I'm Hoseok, I live on the green  floor, my door is the lime green one, hope we see each other around, and welcome!" He said and he ran down the stairs almost tripping, he really was weird. 

Yoongi stood there like an idiot, he now remembered that in that building they had taken the numbers out because of an artistic proposal, now the building was named The Colorful Palace, and people loved that modern building with colors and murals and paintings everywhere.