~first love~ |yoonmin|

05.

Yoongi's POV

_PARKJIMIN:_

it's really no problem. sure the cafeteria works. around 1:30?

Reading the message, again, from the stranger with the kind smile, Yoongi made his way to the cafeteria. He hadn't even realised that his wallet was missing until he was reminded by the text message.

He had read the message too many times since the morning, he didn't want to be late, didn't want to cause the younger any more inconvenience. He already hated the fact that Jimin had to take out time from his day to help the other. He reached the cafeteria and selected an empty table. letting his thoughts take over, once again.

'I feel like I should be talking to someone about the things that go on in my head, someone who will care about the little things that I find immensely captivating but I don't know anyone like that. I don't want to tell people what I am thinking about not because they don't care but because I don't want to bother them. They don't deserve to be irritated by my shit. Who cares actually? No one. I can't help but feel unimportant. But its almost like I deser-'

"Yoongi?"

"Huh? Um...sorry...hello"

"Hi!! Its Jimin, I didn't know if you would recognise me, but I'm so glad you do! I have your wallet with me right here." He exclaimed in a very excited manner.

Taken aback slightly by the gush of words directed to him in such a friendly manner, the older didn't know exactly how to reply.

"Um...thanks, I guess?" His voice full of uncertainty and fear.

Although Yoongi was older and looked quite menacing, his personality towards the younger was exactly the opposite. He had always kept his head down and always minded his own business. He never tried to make friends because he didn't think that's he was worth time and their effort.

He looked up slightly at Jimin, barely meeting his eyes to accept his belonging, and when he did, he found those kind eyes smiling down at him. His outstretched hand meeting the younger's, fingers barely touching. They stayed like that, looking in each other's eyes, neither wanting to look away, until they heard someone clearing their throat near them.

I'm sorry for being such a shitty author and not updating at all. Seriously sorry for this chapter as well. It's really bad. Warning. Also um thanks if your still reading. Maybe comment if you think I should continue his trash thing.