Yoonmin Oneshots

50 Reasons Why I Love You

Description: Jimin and Yoongi got into a fight, and Jimin comes home to find a note with 50 Reasons.

Warnings: A little bit of angst, Fluff!

Original Fanfiction: Things I Love About You by emma.mmmm https://m.fanfiction.net/s/8933793/1/Things-I-Love-About-You

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Jimin and Yoongi were fighting again. They seemed to do that often; sometimes they fight more than not.

"Whatever." Jimin says. This is usually what ends the fight. "If you want so much alone time, I'll just leave."

"Jimin!" Yoongi calls after him but Jimin ignores him, grabbing his coat and keys before going out into the cold December air.

Somehow Jimin finds himself sitting in the park. I hate everything, he thinks. Everything we've become. Ever since the album was finished and Yoongi and Jimin both decided to move out the dorm to live together, they fought all the time. Maybe it was the pressure on Jimin to find a small job considering Yoongi is the one who writes the songs along with Namjoon, while he just sits waiting for the next lines to sing and the next moves to dance. They'd been living alone together for about a year now, and Jimin hadn't found a job yet, leaving Yoongi's hard work paying the electric, water and heat bills.

Jimin sighs and pulls his phone out to check the time. Three new texts, all from Yoongi. He opens the first one sent at 11:45.

Please come home, Jiminie. It said.

The next one, sent at 12:18 read:

We need to talk about this, please come home so we can talk.

The last one sent at 12:52 said:

I'm really worried now, Jimin. You're not answering my texts or calls and it's freezing out there. Please let me know you're okay. Love you.

Jimin sighed again. He opens a blank text and sends Yoongi a quick on my way before walking back to the train station to go home.

When he arrives home the apartment is quiet and he can only assume Yoongi has gone to bed, which makes sense because he'll be up early to work in the morning. Guess I'm sleeping on the couch tonight, he thinks. He walks over to the closet, about to get the extra blankets and pillows out, when he notices a piece of paper on the kitchen counter. Curious, he abandons his task and walks over to it. He has to squint to read what it says.

Jimin

That's it. Just his name written out in Yoongi's familiar scrawl on the outside of a folded up piece of paper. Jimin considers leaving it there and just going to bed because he's damn ass tired, but his curiosity once again gets the better of him and he picks up the paper.

He takes a seat on the couch in the other room and turns on the lamp on the side table. Then he sits, staring at his name for at least ten minutes before opening up the paper.

He is met with a page full of Yoongi's handwriting and the first thing he notices are the little tear stains that have smudged the ink in some places.

Oh, Jesus. He thinks. I must have fucked up big time if he was crying when he wrote this.

He takes another deep sigh before starting to read.

Jiminie,

I realized today I haven't told you the many things I love about you. And, despite the situation, I thought I would make you a list of those things. Here it goes: