every time i ask what happened,
you wouldn't tell me anything.
every time,
you would hold my hands saying that
it was nothing.
"i just want to know, yoongi."
"can we please talk about something else, jimin?"
i let you go.
we had started on another song.
while we were working you held my hand,
kissing the back of it.
red flushed my cheeks.
i turned my head away from you,
hiding my cherry cheeks and the rapid beating
of my heart.
you chuckled,
telling me to look at you.
and what happened was just like before
instead
your lips landed on my own.
it was something i never knew i needed
and i wanted more of it.
what are you doing to me,
min yoongi?
YOU ARE READING
fingers ʸᵐⁿ
Fanfiction"anyone would die to hold those beautiful hands of yours" start: 160807 end: 161122 editing: 190102-190103 ©daisyoon lowercase intended
