Diary boy || yoonmin. ✓

Chapter 12

The library was bathed in the soft glow of the afternoon sun, casting a warm ambiance over the rows of neatly stacked books.

Jimin sat in his favorite corner, nestled among the bookshelves, a place that had become his sanctuary over the years. He had a new companion today – a diary, gifted to him by Yoongi today.

Jimin couldn't have asked for a more thoughtful present. With a contented smile, he scribbled down his thoughts, pouring his heart out onto the pages.

Meanwhile, Yoongi had been searching for Jimin all day. He had looked everywhere – the dormitory, the practice room, and even the cafeteria – but there was no sign of his best friend. He grew increasingly worried as time passed, and he couldn't shake the feeling that something might be bothering Jimin.

Finally, he decided to check the library, a place where Jimin often sought solace.

As Yoongi stepped into the quiet space, he scanned the rows of bookshelves, hoping to catch a glimpse of Jimin's familiar silhouette. It didn't take long for his sharp eyes to spot him, sitting alone with a blissful smile, engrossed in writing.

Approaching Jimin silently, Yoongi couldn't help but feel a rush of affection as he saw him writing fondly in the diary that he gifted him.

"What are you writing?" Said Yoongi from behind.

Startled, Jimin snapped his diary shut and hid it, his eyes wide.

Yoongi raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in his eyes, he repeated himself "What were you writing, Jimin?"

Jimin, caught off guard, stammered, "Oh, it's nothing, Yoongi. Just some random thoughts"

Yoongi wasn't about to let it go that easily. He leaned closer, his curiosity piqued. "Why are you hiding your diary from me then? What's in there that you don't want me to see?"

Jimin pouted playfully. "I can't show you, Yoongi. It's private."

Yoongi's persistence kicked in. He wasn't one to give up easily. "Come on, just a peek. I promise I won't read it all."

Jimin giggled, a mischievous glint in his eye now. "No, Yoongi, you can't!" With that, he jumped up from his spot and began to retreat, clutching the diary tightly.

Yoongi wasn't one to back down either. He chased after Jimin through the labyrinth of bookshelves, the library echoing with their footsteps. Jimin, with his agility, managed to stay a step ahead, but Yoongi was relentless.

Finally, in a clumsy attempt to escape, Jimin tripped over his own feet.

He reached out to grab onto something for balance and found himself holding onto Yoongi's shirt. In a split second, they both tumbled to the ground, with Yoongi landing on top of Jimin.

Their faces mere inches apart, time seemed to freeze. They gazed into each other's eyes, caught in a moment of intimacy neither had expected. Jimin's heart raced, his cheeks flushed, and his breaths came shallow.

For Yoongi, the world had narrowed down to the captivating warmth of Jimin's eyes. His heart pounded, and he felt a rush of emotions he couldn't quite define.

But reality soon intruded. Jimin realized their compromising position and abruptly pushed Yoongi away. He scrambled to retrieve his diary and, without a word, bolted out of the library, leaving Yoongi speechless in his wake.

Yoongi remained on the library floor, his cheeks aflame with embarrassment and his mind spinning. He couldn't forget how close they had been just moments ago. It was a moment that had the power to change everything between them, and Yoongi couldn't help but wonder if he wanted it to.