CHAPTER XXXVII

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AUTHOR'S POV

The sun hung lazily in the sky, the group embraced the serene ambiance following their late lunch. Laughter and playful banter filled the air, creating a symphony of joy that echoed against the gentle lapping of the waves.

As the group dispersed to partake in various beach activities, two figures chilling among the vibrant scene. Yoongi laying in a wooden beach chair near the shore, an oasis of relaxation amidst the lively atmosphere. A glass of peach margarita clasped in his hands, he savored the moment as his other hand tucked behind his head, creating an improvised pillow. His eyes meandered over the sands, observing his friends engaged in a playful game of volleyball, their laughter mingling with the soothing sounds of the ocean.

Beside him, Taehyung occupied the second  chair, clad in a hoodie that seemed out of place in the warm embrace of the coastal atmosphere. Sitting with his legs criss crossed, with a camera hung around his neck. In his hands, he clutched a weathered journal and a pen that was planted on his lap. A pair of headphones clung to his head, emanating a soft melody that cocooned him in a world of his own.

As time passed by, there is no words exchanged between them. Yoongi noticed Taehyung's quiet demeanor. Intrigued, he turned his gaze towards the younger, finding him absorbed in the act of transcribing thoughts onto paper. Taehyung's brow furrowed in concentration as he paused, occasionally lifting his head to gaze into the distance, as if searching for inspiration beyond the horizon. He would lift his head then back down again to his paper, writing something.

Suddenly, Taehyung's rhythm broke, his gaze lingered longer this time, staring at something or someone. Yoongi followed his line of sight and his eyes landed on the source of his distraction – Jimin. The blond-haired boy radiated joy as he laughed like a carefree spirit in the midst of the beach's serenity. Amidst the playful chaos of beach activities, Jimin's laughter rang like a melody laughing at Namjoon's attempts to catch the ball but always failed making Jin nag at him.

Yoongi's lips curled into a soft smile as he turned back to Taehyung, whose gaze remained fixed on Jimin. The deep affection reflected in Taehyung's eyes, a gentle sigh escaped Yoongi's lips.

Under the comforting shade of the parasols, Taehyung found himself immersed. The world seemed to disappear, and the only thing he could see was Jimin. The laughter and cheers from the nearby volleyball game became distant whispers as Taehyung's focus zeroed in on Jimin's playful antics.

As the sun showered golden rays upon Jimin's blonde hair, a warmth enveloped Taehyung's heart. The infectious joy emanating from Jimin's laughter created an enchanting melody that drowned out the ambient sounds of the beach. The crescent-shaped eyes that formed when Jimin giggled added an extra layer of charm to his already endearing presence.

Even from a distance, Taehyung could even catch snippets of Jimin's complaints, urging others to stop laughing because he couldn't see when he laughed. Such innocent protests only fueled Taehyung's affectionate amusement, drawing a chuckle from him.

As Jimin dashed to catch a ball tossed by the opposing team, a spectacle of endearing determination unfolded. Running on his short legs trying his best to catch it, each failed attempt accompanied by a burst of laughter that echoed in the air. Even the watching hyungs couldn't resist being enchanted by his adorable antics, their laughter mingling with each other.

Jimin's laughter, it became a melody, a cherished composition that etched itself into the very fabric of Taehyung's memories. With a fond smile, he redirected his gaze to the notebook resting in his lap, the pages inviting him to immortalize the fleeting emotions that fluttered in his chest.

He dipped the pen onto the paper, allowing the ink to flow like a river of emotions. Words formed effortlessly, capturing the essence of the moment. The pen danced on the pages, translating the unspoken into a language only known to the heart.

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