05:SUNBEAM.
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aehyung drew jimin beautifully.
like,stare-at-for-5-minutes beautifully.
even his best friend namjoon couldn't stop talking about how beautiful the man in the portrait was.
taehyung drew jimin just the way he remembered-bubblegum hair,slightly curled,soft eyes that resembled cresent-moons,plump pink lips and a small nose.in the painting,he could be seen sitting above a cloud in the sky.
taehyung gave jimin wings.
'dude,why'd you draw him as an angel?ya like him or something?'namjoon asked.'no.'was all taehyung said.namjoon knew better than to ask taehyung twice or pester him about something too much.he knew the boy had some anger issues.
he knew that taehyung disliked a lot of things due to PTSD,and being asked to open up was one of them.it took namjoon 6 yeard to even properly know his real best friend-the broken taehyung,and not the facade he'd built.he took a lot of time to open up to him,but namjoon wasn't one to ever judge.
namjoon was taehyung's only real friend since he came out in eighth grade.taehyung always wondered why the boy was friends with him-
maybe because he was gay,too.but still,namjoon could do so much better than him.
he felt sorry for everyone that knew the real,broken,crushed him.
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jimin sped across the busy road filled
with cars and people heading towards their work and schools.
he was late for dance practice again.For the third time that week.
he just prayed for some sort of miracle would happen so he'd be spared from the scolding.
and there was an incident that helped him to not get scolded.
he'd saved taehyung from a dashing car which was coming towards the oblivious boy that day.he quickly introduced and dismissed himself by saying he was in a rush so he could go to dance practice without sparing a glance towards the younger boy.but it seemed to him that the gods had written it in his faith that day-that he wouldn't be able to dance that day.he just wouldn't.
jimin went to class 30 minutes late,for which he got scolded for another 5 minutes.So,he'd technicaly lost 35 minutes of his favorite activity.
he was mad.
he promised himself he would never save anyone or let anyone save him again.
