pizza boy ➳ yoonmin

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one medium meat lover's pizza with one liter dr pepper is what you ordered.

you sounded happier than before, but i could still tell you were a bit down.

either way, i'm glad you started to feel better.

you shouldn't be wasting your precious time and tears over some irrelevant boy who doesn't like you back.

i commented that you were back to your interesting pizza topping choices, and i finally got to hear a small chuckle out of you.

i smiled.

i want to be the one to make you laugh and to make you happy, jimin.

it took me seven minutes to get to your house.

i fixed my hair again, and as i did i wondered what you would say about then new blonde color.

i knocked on the door, and it took you a few seconds to open.

you smiled when you saw me, and i grinned.

"i like it," you told me, reaching up to ruffle my hair.

"really?" i asked, my heart bursting into flames.

you nodded and leaned against the doorframe. "it suits you. you look nice."

i think i blushed when you said that.

i gave you your food, and you gave me the money, telling me to keep the change.

before you closed the door i called out to you.

i asked if you were okay, jimin.

i want you to be okay.

you gave me a small smile and let out a sigh. you nodded once more and let out a soft, "yeah."

i asked if you were sure.

i need you to be okay.

"i am," you told me. "i really am."

i nodded. "okay."

you thanked me, and then you closed the door.

i wasn't all that convinced.