yoongi is so pure but he can't see anything.....he gets simulated by the sound of someone's voice or the way they move, talk or smell
jimin is very successful businessman who doesn't care about anyone in his life..... even he can see everything not...
Jimin and Yoongi sat close together on the soft, worn-out couch, their bodies naturally gravitating toward one another. Jimin's arm was gently wrapped around Yoongi, pulling him close. Sofia, their small cat, lay curled up beside them, a silent observer to the tender moment they shared. The room was quiet except for the soft hum of the heater and the sound of their quiet breathing.
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Jimin's eyes were thoughtful, his mind wandering back to memories of his childhood.
"I used to be so lonely.........," he began,
his voice a whisper.
"Always feeling like I didn't belong… like no one truly understood me......."
Yoongi, his head resting against Jimin’s shoulder, listened intently. He sighed, his voice low.
"I understand that feeling too well," he replied.
"You know, after my grandparents died… people started looking at me differently. Almost like they blamed me somehow. Maybe because I was the reason. I can't see their faces, but I could feel their hate.....
"Even my parents were afraid of me...."
Jimin tightened his hold around Yoongi, his heart aching for the pain Yoongi had carried for so long.
"Yoongi… you’re so much more than that," he whispered fiercely.
"I’m lucky because I’m blind," Yoongi continued softly, a bittersweet smile on his lips.
"I don’t have to see the hate in their eyes. But…"
Jimin turned to him, concern evident in his eyes
"But what?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
"But now…" Yoongi paused, searching for the right words.
"Now I feel like I want to get my vision back… because I want to see you......"
Jimin’s heart skipped a beat, a smile spreading across his face.
"Really? Then let’s do it, Yoongi! Let’s meet with the doctor, see what we can do!...." he exclaimed, hope lighting up his face.
Yoongi chuckled softly, his hand reaching out to find Jimin’s.
"Jimin… why do you love me this much?" he asked, his voice full of wonder.
Jimin’s eyes softened, his smile turning gentle.
"Because you’re my sweetheart," he replied simply, his words filled with love.
Yoongi’s lips curled into a smile.
"Jimin… kiss me......."
Without hesitation, Jimin leaned in, capturing Yoongi's lips in a deep, tender kiss. Yoongi's lips were warm and soft, and Jimin felt like he was losing himself in the moment. He kissed Yoongi again and again, unable to get enough. Yoongi’s hands moved up, gently touching Jimin’s hair, his face, feeling every curve, every contour.
