"Hurry up, dickhead!"
Not liking the nickname he received, Yoongi clicked his tongue. He turned around and about to give the impolite guy a dislike gaze, also a five minutes sermon.
But he hold his breath instead, completely attracted to the view.
Shit.
The (he would add adorable now) impolite guy walked further into the laundromat with his own laundry basket. He took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of beautiful hazel eyes, that soon had Yoongi's attention fixed on it.
Among all the dryers, the adorable guy picked the dryer beside him. Yoongi gaze in astonishment due to the guy's choice.
"So I'll have someone to talk to," he explained, followed by an 'o' framed mouth from the other as a respond. Then he started to throwing his clothes into the dryer, and things he should done. Yoongi would love to talk a lot, just in case they won't see each other anymore, but he remembered something.
"Why did you call me dickhead?"
"Excuse me?" he stayed still on his position; gazing at Yoongi.
"Your holler.."
The brunette frowned a bit, yet showing a complete confusion on his face. He was wondering if this mint headed guy in front of him thought he hollered at him. "I'm sorry.. But I was talking to a friend of mine.." he said quietly, careful with his words.
Oh.
(wrong pic lol)
(but who cares)(I kno u like it 🌚)
(there there)
Apologizing was Yoongi's next movement, but the latter doesn't seem to be care at all. His phone rang abruptly the second Yoongi opened his mouth. He answered the call and walked a few meters away from Yoongi, talking eagerly to the dialer.
"Someone to talk to, my ass." Yoongi rolled his eyes, muttered.
The adorable guy was done talking when his laundry had done. He collected his laundry swiftly into the basket, saying thank you and sorry to Yoongi, and left. Yoongi kept an eye on him until he's out of sight. Yoongi gaze at the latter's dryer, he realized the guy left something.
Well, two things.
He left a
and a
Fuck??
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heavy breath » yoonmin
Fanfiction"I'd love to feel your warm breath against the back of my neck every night"