"Yah," Jimin's voice rings out a bit too loudly through the stagnant air. "The hell are you looking at? You got a fucking problem?"
Even though the words are crude, the voice that utters this is somehow melodious to the redhead's ears. And those plump lips, how they move to form each syllable. Woah.
The stranger chuckles gently at Jimin's reaction, a low rumble that sends shivers down Jimin's spine. When he speaks, Jimin doesn't expect to hear a husky voice, deep in register, flowing smoothly like honey.
"Ne, I do have a problem," The sunset haired boy replies, his smirk becoming broader. "You're a distraction, so I can't stop looking at you."
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