A few gender-neutral reactions to different life situations of our cute and dorky bulletproof boys. Keep your minds clean, ARMYs.
This is a real mess at this point, it's not even reactions or scenarios anymore???
{Suggestion} Spring has come and you decide to spend the day outside when you suddenly meet a very handsome boy. Part 1/7
JIMIN
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It is a beautiful afternoon, the trees bloom in pink and white, birds chirp the day away. The nature feels so alive, wind plays with the loose fabric of your clothes. It is finally the time when you can leave the house with just a shirt and pants and not feel cold.
You stroll down the street at slow pace, you breathe all the sweet smells and allergens in and enjoy sun rays tickling you on your skin. You shift the backpack to rest on your back more comfortably before spinning around and laughing a little in euphoria from the nice weather. When was the last time you felt so free?
You become completely lost in the pleasurable feeling when you are disturbed by a sudden loud noise followed by an angry "Damn", coming from the opposite side of the road. As you turn your head in the direction, you see a boy kneeling on the sidewalk over books and sheets of paper he dropped.
You look around and when you see no cars approaching, you cross the street and help the boy collect all his things. When you both stand up, he lets out a shy "Thank you".
"No problem." You look at him from head to foot. He's wearing an oversized white hoodie and ripped jeans completed by purple sneakers. On the first glance, he looks like any other good-looking fuckboy in the area but there's something different about this one - he's nowhere near the impression he's leaving. He's just a shy nerdy boy with glasses on his nose and an uneasy look in his eyes.
You extend your hand. "Hi, I'm Y/N. You seem new in the neighbourhood."
He shakes your hand, obviously relieved. "Park Jimin. Is it that obvious?" He chuckles a little with very sweet, soft laugh. "In fact, I moved here recently."
You nod towards the books in his arms. "What are these anyway?"
"My music sheets," he says in a small voice, as if you would laugh at him any second. "My bag broke on the way home, so I have to carry it in hands..." His voice trails off.
You give him a smile. "Let me help you then," you offer and take half of the things from him. "Lead the way."
He gives you a small, sweet smile and begins walking forward. You adjust your pace to his and feel a short awkward silence take over before breaking it: "So, you're from Busan, right?"
He grins. "Is my accent so audible?"
"Well... yes," you admit. "I moved once in my life as well. We lived in Ansan for a short while before moving here."
"And are you happier in a bigger city?"
"Not quite. Like, I got used to living here by now but I still miss the small city I come from."
