E

839 41 9
                                        

Jimin,

was sitting on that bench again, but this time without Taehyung. It had been exactly two weeks since that lonely boy-incident and he still couldn't forget about him.

Wherever Jimin went, his eyes always searched for a certain lightbrown haired boy.

But he would always end up disappointed. He couldn't find him. Jimin came up to the roof every single day after that incident.

But no lonely boy was sitting here anymore.
Jimin slowly lost his hope. He slowly forgot his smile and the change was noticeable now.

Right now, Jimin was sitting on the roof, trying to desperately draw the handsome boy he saw two weeks ago.

But as much as he tried to recall the boy's looks, he just lost the images in his mind. He could clearly see him in his head, but he couldn't draw it.

He needed to meet that boy again. At least one more time.

Jimin looked down at his empty paper and sighed as he dropped his pen on the paper.

Drawing the boy seemed impossible, so Jimin promised himself to take a picture of the boy the next time he saw him. If he would ever see him again.

Small wet things landed on Jimin's paper. Jimin had closed his eyes and didn't notice the rain until the raindrops got more and more and his hair got all wet.

His mind shifted from thoughts about that pretty boy to his now soaking wet paper and uniform.

"I must have lost my mind"

He told himself as he laughed bitterly.

A small and unfamiliar chuckle behind him was heard.

Jimin got so startled that he fell of the bench, and before he fell to the ground, two strong arms lifted him up.

Jimin peaked from his left eye to see the person.

The boy smiled at Jimin and—god!

It was that pretty boy, and he was even prettier when he smiled. His smile looked like a bunny's and his round eyes were glued to Jimin.

Jimin's mouth fell apart as he was staring intensely at the pretty boy.

"Hold me tight or else we wilk both fall down"
The boy ordered and—his voice was so angelic, Jimin felt like he was in heaven.

Jimin awkwardly put his arms around the boy and tried to put space between them but the boy just pulled him closer making Jimin smell his scent—Jimin was gone.

He needed to say thank you but he regretted opening his mouth once he did.

"Damn, who are you?"










---------------
Chapter 2<3

How was this? Was it good?
Sorry if it ain't detailed but this is a short story so that's the point(?)

Anyways hope you enjoyed it>3<

Leave a comment and  a like❣️

𝘚𝘌𝘙𝘌𝘕𝘋𝘐𝘗𝘐𝘛𝘠 ; vminkookWhere stories live. Discover now