oh my gosh yesterday i was just talking about hitting 1k and doing an outcast inspired chapter and i really did!!
im so happy :))
i love you all and ill update today ❤️❤️
^^ update: maybe ill double update tomorrow oops im so so sorry for eung this last minute but i have to be productive today :")
nonetheless, thank you for the joy youve been blessing me everyday ❤️
your comments brighten up my day 🌈🌈
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- yoongi's pov -
i rubbed my chapped lips together, wincing as i felt some skin tear. i started gnawing on my own lips subconsciously while walking with jimin back to his place.
"jimin, do you have any lip balm? my lips are dry as fuck."
"dry? as dry as you are?" he hollered, laughing so hard he started wheezing and gasping for breath.
"not for long, babe. now pass me the chapstick." i growled, huffing under my breath.
dumbfounded, jimin swings his haversack from his back to his chest, reaching for the front pouch and grabbing his chapstick.
as i uncapped it and brought it towards my lips, jimin stopped me, his gloved fingers wrapped around my wrist.
"um, sorry but could you like use your pinky or something to apply it?" he asks, fingers still grasping my wrist.
"wait- wait jimin are you for real? you understand that my tongue has been in your mouth, right?" i question, cocking my head to the side as his face flushes even redder than they were before due to the cold, snatching his chapstick from me and gliding it over his lips.
his lips.
i take a small step forward, grabbing his chin with my left hand and ask, "you know there are other ways for me to put on that chapstick right?" i glance down at his hands, and noticed that he was fiddling with his thumbs that seemed to have a mind of their own. when i look back up to meet his gaze, my eyes were transfixed on his lips- i couldnt resist.
i planted my lips on his, feeling him flinch slightly as my right arm snaked around his waist. his hands were placed gently on my neck, and to my surprise, he deepened the kiss, running his fingers through my hair.
as we pull away, breathless, i rub my bottom lip with the back of my palm.
"yeah, that was- that was moisturising."
jimin lets out the cutest giggle ever, cupping my cheeks and peppering my chin and jaw with little kisses.
after our little episode, he grabs my hand and brisk walks over to his house. we stand at his doorstep and i brush a snowflake off his hair.
"snowflAKE? SNOWFLAKE?? IS IT SNOWING??? OH MY LORD WE HAVE TO GO SKIING!!!" he shouts excitedly, jumping up and down looking like a child who had mercilessly tore into his mother's pantry and devoured 8 bags of gunmy worms.
"jimin, its cold- get your ass inside your house." i say, smiling widely at him. he complies, unlocking his door and taking off his boots.
"bye, jimin." i say softly, but loud enough for him to hear. he smiles at me, mutters a cute ass "bye bye, yoongi!" and slowly closes the door.
i turn around to leave, but i hear the door re-unlocking, so i whip back around.
"hyung, dont you want to come inside for some- coffee?"
