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Stunned, Yoongi could only stare back at a hopeful-looking Tae. His mouth opening and closing but no words coming out, like a goldfish.
"W-wait Tae, this is so unexpected I-" he stumbled off. What could he think of this?
In his peripheral vision he saw a brown package in a patch of grass that wasn't there before. Even more confused, he crouched and picked it up.
"Huh? I didn't notice it. Did you leave it here hyung?" Tae's face suddenly appears next to him. Making the older flinch.

Mind blank, the blue-haired ripped the paper open to reveal some earthy coloured clothes and an envelope. He turned it around to see beautiful cursive writing that said «To Min Yoongi ♥» His eyes widened and he dropped the package and carefully opened the envelope, scared to rip anything that's inside. It was a letter. Letting out a breath he did not know he was holding, he quickly read its contents.

"Dear Yoongi,

Although it might be too soon, I wish to tell you something. Our first encounter wasn't the best, but it was already then when I could not stop thinking about your beautiful face.

We gradually became closer. I had the pleasure to learn more about you, and my attraction rapidly grew. I am so thankful for things to have happened the way they did. Now I can hardly fall asleep at night, anticipation keeping me awake with the thought of seeing you again the next day.
I have come in terms with my feelings, and I am now completely sure.

Min Yoongi, I am in love with you."

Yoongi's breath hitched and he covered his mouth with his hand to stop any noises from escaping.

"My friends have been teasing me, calling me whipped and such. And honestly I do agree. It does not bother me much, though it is annoying.. sorry, I became distracted.

Anyway, I hope that you will accept my confession. I will wait for the answer by our special place tomorrow, 13:00.

P.s the clothes are a gift from my friends, they will help you seem like you are a local ;)"

As Yoongi finished reading a tear fell on the paper, causing the ink to bleed. The blue-haired, not realising he was crying, scrunched the paper in his hands and clutched it to his heart. Many thoughts were running through his head. Taehyung worriedly placed his hands on his shoulder, wanting to comfort the older, but also incredibly confused.

After a couple of seconds however the latter suddenly ran off in a sprint, leaving the boy flabbergasted. Yoongi ran, branches hitting his face and body leaving ugly scratches. The boy didn't care. All he could think about was Jimin.

Jimin, Jimin who misunderstood.
The bubbly fairy causing his insides to flutter and face turn an alarmingly red colour.
The young adult who was responsible and mature but also childish at times.
The cute, sexy, shy, wonderful, caring- FUCK!

Yoongi loved Jimin. And he had to fix this.

His legs burned, eyes still streaming but he had to see him. Tell Jimin that he loved him and only him.
Panting, he made way to their place. The one where they spent most of the time, close enough to the village that Jimin could fly back to incase of an emergency, but far enough that they had privacy and wouldn't be seen.

"JIMIN!!" he screamed on the top of his lungs, voice coming out hoarse from the unexpected running.
"JIMIIIIIN!!!!" He tried again, louder.

Nothing.

"Jimin.." he whispered, sobbing and out of breath. He could only wait. Afternoon has long turned to evening, more and more stars decorating the deep navy sky. Yet he still stood, turning frantically to see if he could spot his lovely fairy in the leaved somewhere.
"Jimin.." Yoongi uttered one last time before he collapsed out of exhaustion.

Is this fluff? Angst? Idek anymore.

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