Jimin
Chim: I'm coming over. Now.
Kook: Jimin, I'm fine. Just a scratch.
Chim: Don't. Fight. Me.
Kook: ...
Kook: Stay home.
I rolled my eyes as I waked up the steps of Kookie's apartment building. There was nothing that could stop-
I stopped in my tracks, staring down at a person curled up in the fetal position, sleeping. As I was about to walk away, the figure grunted and rolled over, opening his large, almond-shaped eyes.
He sat up and pulled on the handle of the door he was sitting in front of. I assumed it was to stand up, but instead the door clicked open and the boy fell into the apartment.
I heard a mumbled, tired, "Oww".
"Pfft." My eyes widened and I covered my mouth as the boy... Well, man, turned his head and our eyes met.
"S-sorry..." I was still holding in a laugh. Immediately, the figure stood up and took my hand.
"Min Yoongi." His deep voice rumbled.
"Wha-" He cut me off.
"You are?" He stared at my face, my toned arms, my work uniform.
"... Park Jimin."
I stared at the mesmerizing boy's smile.
I guess something could stop me.
Or someone.
For reference, this is how Yoongi looks at this point in the story
And this is what Jimin looks like
Short first chapter, I hope you like it so far! :)
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