"I think you're in love little prince"
The boy looks up at his friend and his head cocks to the side like a confused puppy, "What is love Namjoon?"
The man tried to hold back a smile. For someone who was smarter than anyone he knows, nothing brings him joy but the four letter word. It was, admittedly, an irrational emotion. Somehow it messed with your state of mind and makes you do things you'd never think you would. But regardless, he thought it was beautiful.
That feeling was something he lived for. That feeling had an embodiment of arms that would hold him in cold nights, bright eyes that would tell him everything was okay, and legs tangled in each other's with the morning sunlight seeping through the window.
He glances at the little prince, no longer holding back his grin.
"Whenever the freckled prince grazes on even the slightest of your hands your cheeks turn into a rosy hue, his brief absence makes the light around you turn to grey, your eyes shine brighter whenever you lay your eyes on him.
You look at him like the whole world was in him, like his blood was made of stardust, and constellations resided on his cheeks. Your heart trusts him enough to tear down it's walls and lets him see you cry,"
He looks at him, the prince staring, clearly astonished.
He blinks his shock away as his lips open and close trying to find the words to say. He ends up pursing his lips and looking down at his shoes.
"Maybe, maybe I do love him," he whispers to himself
The rest of the night they sat in comfortable silence, staring at the full moon and the stars above them, the prince smiling as it did remind him of cheeks littered with small specks and the warmest smile he has ever seen.
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the little prince || myg + pjm
Fanfiction"you're a prince?" "i guess i am" // random drabbles about little prince jimin and freckled prince yoongi that has no plot whatsoever ('w｀)
