What's so amazing about cameras?
No one knows.
It's the feeling and sound when you hear that satisfying click that makes it interesting.
Jimin, however, was one of those kids.
He loved cameras so much.
It was his child hood and teenage hood.
A...
Jimin POV Once I left yoongi's house I didn't feel like going home to pack even though I was moving out in 2 days. So, I went to a nearby store and got some food.
I bought some noodles in a cup, some chicken, and some other items that I don't even need, like a picture frame that looked really esthetic.
Once I got out I went to the same park I went to with yoongi yesterday and sat at a bench. I then realized that I don't have hot water to make the noodles with so I slapped myself in the face.
After getting confused looks I went home.
I went home, made my food and watched some k-dramas.
I heard my doorbell ring and I got up to answer it. Of course, remembering to stop the drama I'm watching at the moment.
I opened the door and there was a lady with blown, long, straight hair and dark brown eyes standing in front of me.
"Hello? Is this park jimin? " She said. Her voice was high pitched and it hurt my head to be honest.
I nodded and looked at the thing that was in her arms. Roses?
"Uhm... Is that mine? " I said awkwardly.
"Yup, my job is to deliver flowers from a flower shop and I got a call. The person said to give it to this address. " She finished speaking and handed me the white roses.
They were huge. Like, gigantic.
"Uh, thanks, I guess. " I said then she bowed and walked away.
"Wow, who gave me this? " I closed the door and put the white bouquet of roses on the table.
I saw a note written on it and I read it.
You said your favorite color was white, well, here you go. I couldn't just give you 0 roses so I gave you a bouquet of 22.(your age). It's a thanks for befriending me. These roses will die in a while anyway but it's a something. Thanks again,
Yoongi.
" Wow. " Is all I could say.
I quickly grabbed my camera and took a picture of the flowers.
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You looked at the picture and smiled.
You decided to call him.
Ring
Ring
Rin-
"Hello? " Yoongi said through the other line.
"Thank you! Your so sweet! " I said without greeting him. Straight to the point.
"For what? Oh, hah. You're welcome buddy. " He said and laughed nervously.
"I read the note and everything! Ugh! How can you do this to meeeee! " I whined.
"Stop, you're giving me a headache. And, what did I do?! " He stated.
"... Well. You're making me... Blush. " I said quietly.
"I can't hear you. " Yoongi teased.
"StooOOooOp! " My voice cracked like 46 times during that "stop". I blushed hard.
" God ,jimin. Are you sick? " Yoongi asked me.
"Nope. not at all. " I said proudly.
"Uhm... Okay then. " He said.
There was a long awkward silence after his words.
" Uhm, I have to go pack yoongi. See you someday? " I asked and cringed.
"Sure! I'll text you when I'm free and you can come to my house! " Yoongi said with a voice filled with excitement.
