Isabella's legs were aching, but she still laughed as she kept running through the field of daffodils; flowers as bright as the sun. Out of breath, she slowed down her pace for a second and that is all it took. Next thing she knew, a pair of arms were circling around her waist and picking her up from the ground. She squealed in surprise and began to struggle. Then they were both going down, quickly as they fell, to be surrounded by yellow.
She looked up at the blue sky and then at a Jimin, who laid beside her. She smiled. He did as well as he reached a hand to touch her face."You lose," he said, still smiling.
"I never lose," she remarked, moving close enough her nose could touch his. As he opened his mouth to reply, she interrupted him with a soft kiss.
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Fanfiction"Like almost every villain in the stories I've read, I'm trying to make life more simple," she said, a shrug punctuating her statement. Jimin's eyes burned with sadness disguised as anger, "Maybe life isn't supposed to be simplified". Cᴏᴘʏʀɪɢʜᴛ © 20...