Chapter 18:
The bus journey back was cold, the old seats worn down the the seams.
Yoongi refused to drop Jimin's hand and occasionally placed gentle kisses again his finger tips, causing Jimin smile each time.
It was the gentlest of confessions, not a passionate kiss like in a movie or a heart felt speech laced with love and lust. Yoongi's confession was soft and sweet. Light kisses and loving gazes.
Jimin wondered how he had ever felt intimidated by such a delicate soul.
The feeling of Yoongi's lips on his own felt undescribable and Jimin wished for nothing else but for that feeling to never end.
Yoongi hummed softly as the bus drove along and Jimin tried to soak in everything about his face, his hands intertwined with Jimin's own, his hair, just everything about him.
No one would ever believe this if they didn't see it with their own two eyes.
//This is over now probably lol
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The Music Boy //m. yg x p. jm ff
Fanfiction♡♡♡ "I like cute boys and music" "rather a contrast to your image Min Yoongi" ♡♡♡ Used to be called "the music teacher" when it was published on @bangtanlester
