dear yoongi,
it's a saturday, i remember saturdays when i'd call you and you'd pick up literally seconds after. we'd talk and talk and talk about literally nothing. it was so fun and interesting. even through the other end of the call i could feel you blushing for some odd reason. there's no proof but i'd like to think that way. my pen is running out of ink. i remember your pen, it was a MUJI pen. i'm making my way down town since the closest one is 12-15 minutes away. and i'll buy one. i've adapted your handwriting in a unique way. it's so cute. just like you.
-pjm
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dear yoongi//yoonmin
Fanfiction[sequel to dear diary!] jimin is now on the same journey yoongi was on. but he's missing someone. someone and himself.
