✔️ Summer Love | Yoonmin (rapper Yoongi & nurse Jimin)

You are my Paradise (part 1)

  ♫ The moment our eyes met...

I felt like I lost my mind.

I am bewitched by you, I like everything about you. ♫

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Yoongi leaned back comfortably on the pillow, bracing himself for the reality.

Of course he saw no angel, he had hit his head badly, he was disorientated, it was damn hot last night, he's been overworking himself like crazy in the past few weeks and he really needed a break. So his brain created a hallucination, he was just seeing things.

There was no way someone with such soft-looking lips existed, someone with such an angelic voice, someone with such cute hands, someone with such a sweet smile, someone so gorgeous, someone with that kind of... ass.

It was just an illusion, Yoongi just had to muster the most sincere looking and kind smile he had, use a nice tone, apologize, maybe even beg... because shit, this kind of scandal was seriously going to ruin him.

Yoongi took in a deep breath, as the door opened, he was ready.

Ready to face Park Jimin, who probably looked nothing like the boy from his dream.

And he was right.

Park Jimin was entirely different from Yoongi's hallucination.

This boy... Jesus Christ, he was a million times better.

Yoongi was ready to fire his epic apology, it was at the tip of his tongue. He wanted to be done with this as soon as possible and go back to sleeping, but as Park Jimin closed the door behind himself and walked closer to the bed, Yoongi's lips parted in amazement and he stared like he had literally just seen an angel.

Jimin was beautiful, very very beautiful.

His features were boyish, he looked young and very nervous. Yoongi couldn't exactly see the other's eyes, because Jimin was looking at the floor, his head slightly hanging low. His hair color was a dark shade of blonde and gosh, he had such plush lips. Jimin was currently abusing his lower one, because he was harshly biting on it. It was starting to become really red, Jimin was probably going to draw out some blood if Hoseok hadn't called his name, snapping him from his trance and Yoongi as well.

"Hello, Jimin-shi. Thank you for coming."

"I... yes. Hello."

Jimin spoke with hesitance and now Yoongi was the one who started chewing onto his bottom lip, because god... Jimin had barely said a sentence and Yoongi already loved how his voice sounded. Yoongi had written and produced many songs for various artists and most of them were outstanding vocalists, but Jimin's voice... Yoongi had never heard a voice like that in the entire industry. Suddenly Yoongi's hands got itchy, he needed his pen and his notebook, his laptop, his equipment. Lyrics were currently pouring themselves into his head and all because... Park Jimin had said a few words.