T W I N K | | yoonmin {COMPLETED}

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Ditto (v)
Used when you want to say the same thing in return to someone, but can't be arsed to type the full thing. Means 'same here's pretty much.

-Urban Dictionary

J I M I N

"You said we need to talk." Yoongi starts as we sit down on his couch after school.

"Yes, I did."

"Where do you want to start?"

"From the beginning."

"I'm an open book. Ask away."

"Who is Serendipity about?"

"A person I'm trying really hard to be close to."

"Cut the shit, Yoongi."

"Fine. It's about you."

"W-why me?"

"Because I have all these feelings about you and I don't know how to label them or how to even say them and they confuse the living hell out of me." He says, getting more and more aggravated as he pulls at his hair.

I scoot closer to him and wrap my arm around his shoulder. I can feel him tense under my touch but when I start rubbing random patterns on his back, he slowly relaxes into my touch.

"It's okay." I start and he slowly leans closer toward me.

"Its okay to not know what you're feeling. It happens to the best of them." I say, trying to soothe the confused boy.

"Jimin?"

"Yes?"

"Can I confess something?"

"Of course."

"I love the way you make me feel. Every time I see you, I want to just curl up and watch Netflix with you for hours. I know I can't, but you make me want to do anything and everything it takes to make you smile. I'm not good at confessing my feelings, but you sure make me want to." He says as he looks up at me.

"Yoongi."

"Yeah?"

"Ditto."

"Oh my God, be serious with me." Yoongi says as he lays his head on my shoulder.

"I am being serious!" I say with a smile.

"Jimin."

"Fine, you are this great person that I would spend all of my time with if I didn't have school to worry about too. You are honestly the best a little twink like me could ask for and I always thought I would die alone because everyone hates gays but with you, I feel like I'm going to live a long and full life. I'm not great at confessions either, but God do you make me want to live in your freaking presence. I'd do literally anything for you, whether I want to admit it or not. You're pretty too."

"I am not pretty."

"Okay, you are handsome."

"I am not."

"Then you're hot."

"Am not." He whines as he sits in my lap.

"You are cute."

"I am not fucking cute, Park Jimin." He whispers as his lips graze my neck.

"You are attractive."

"That, I am." He says as he kisses up my neck and stares into my eyes for what feels like forever. In his eyes, I can see a mix of lust, love, and affection.

"What are you waiting for, hyung?" I ask with a smirk.

"Until I have your features memorized." He inches closer.

"Why?"

"So your face is crystal clear in my dreams." He says before he kisses me.

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