Peaches and Cream

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peaches and cream

A sigh escaped Jimin's lips as he just sketched something random on a piece of paper.

He was in Heaven at the moment, in his designated place- a desk, doing absolutely nothing productive, completely bored out of his mind.

He looked at his drawing of what he thought was random, but it looked like a face. Then, Jimin's face lit up in a smile thinking of the pale boy– the most beautiful being.

He continued the drawing, this time his mind focused on Yoongi. He let out a dreamy sigh while he thought of his times with Yoongi, on bed and out on dates.

Lost in the thoughts of the demon, Jimin didn't notice someone come his way.

"Jimin!"

Jumping on his chair, he turned to look at Jin, smiling sheepishly.

"What is it?"

Jin sighed and poked Jimin on the forehead.

"Did you forget to report how many souls you sent this month? Today was the day–"

"Ah! I forgot! I'm so sorry, Jin!"

Jimin rushed to get a pile of papers where all the souls he'd sent were filed.

He scanned it just to check it, the filing system wasn't always reliable so he had to check. After seeing everything was correct, he signed a little 'Jimin' on the pages he'd forgotten in the past days before handing it over to Jin, smiling brightly.

"Here it is!"

Jin smiled back and ruffled Jimin's silver hair.

"Your hair looks as bright as your smile."

Jimin laughed.

"I see you made yours pink."

Jin just laughed before walking away to file in the pile of papers Jimin had given.

Jimin slumped on his chair, looking down at his drawing. He looked at it with hearteyes while signing his art.

It was a pencil sketch, you could see a faint outline of a person in what looked like a modern art. There was a rough sketch of the horns, perfectly right on one part of the head, the other horn broken. You could also see half of the background black, with a few black feathers in the front, it was the wings.

I'm going to keep this forever. Jimin decided, actually putting this in his bottom drawer, where he kept his stuff.

Or maybe I could gift it to him.

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