ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ᴏɴᴇ || ｐｊｍ

[ V. JIMIN ]

I fell in love with the most beautiful human in the world.

A smile which was bright but shy, but most of all, always kind.

I fell in love listening to a wistful voice that was soft but confident - a voice that asked about dreams, hopes and the future. 

I fell in love with a voice that too often started out bitter but always ended by whispering that there was always going to be a way; that fate had something in store. 

I fell for the voice that asked about my family, and the face that looked so intent as she listened. I fell in love with the small smile. The chuckle.    The way her nose crinkled when she laughed.

I fell in love with someone hardworking and down-to-earth.  The one always trying her best, running to take orders in her brown apron, joking with colleagues and holding so many plates.  The one behind the cash register as the lights of the convenience store flickered and refrigerators hummed.  The one that would push food across the counter with a small smile on her face.

Try it.  

I fell in love with a girl who grew up in an affluent neighbourhood in Seoul, probably Gangnam, but would never say why she was working part-time alongside her studies. A girl who rarely spoke about her parents, but when she did, she always said good things. 

I fell in love with the girl who lived in a small studio apartment by herself, her home an endearing mess of books and clothes and post-it notes.  The one that sometimes nodded off when we were talking because she was exhausted.  The one who gradually leaned into me when she fell asleep.  The one who cried in the back alleyway as she told me how angry she was at the world, but most of all, herself.

I fell in love without knowing it, because I fell in love with someone who had first become my best friend, but then became so much more.

The way you laughed mesmerised me.  The way your mouth was wide open  but you would use your hand to cover it, and the way your nose crinkled as you tilted backwards.  I fell in love with how you would run to prevent a little kid from falling  off the playground equipment when we were in the park and how you always knelt down to talk to them.

I fell in love with your duality - the seriousness and bitterness, the sweetness and kindness.  The sacrifices you made, the secrets you hid, the truths you'd reveal.

The best of both worlds because you can only appreciate one with the other.

The way you eat, the way you speak, the way you brush your bangs out of your eyes.  The way you smile, the way you look when you sleep, and the way you look when you wake up, eyes half open and puffy, inches away from mine groggily telling me to wake up because Jimin, it's time to go, you have work.

I fell in love with the girl that held my face in her hands, whispering fiercely that she'd be louder than the voices in my head. I fell in love with the arms that held me together when everything else was falling apart, the girl that sometimes didn't say need anything but just be there.

I fell for the girl who fought harder to be around when I pushed her away because she knew what was going on.  

The one that was always watching, the cold hands always searching for the warmth of mine, the squeeze on the shoulder, the sudden hugs and the face leaning against the back of my neck.

I fell in love.  I fell in love.

I fell in love.

With the most beautiful girl in the world.