stars. || p.jm + m.yg

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min yoongi rested his cold hands in the pockets of his black pants. it was cold, he was outside in the middle of a snowy winter.

the angels fell from the sky, landing on the ground or on the roof of buildings around him.

they fascinated him. how could one beautiful thing be dreaded so much? it was a light snow fall, not enough to keep someone from opening their door.

there was a light smile on his face when he saw who he was looking for. the person who made his cheeks light on fire whenever they said his name. they sat on the snow covered bench, eyes closed and legs crossed.

the black haired boy sped his short steps to long strides, stopping behind the bench with a soft smile, "hey, i'm here."

yoongi pulled one of his earbuds out, using his practically numb fingers. his lover turned his head around, showing a small smile.

"you're here? i thought you'd never show in this weather." his breath was light as he looked at yoongi.

"i'd show up no matter the weather, doll," yoongi chuckled lightly and hopped over the back of the bench, sitting down next to his lover.

"i actually had something i needed to say," the brown haired boy looked at yoongi, holding his hand, "i'm moving to paris."

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