Red String | VMIN

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Hehe, more music. Play it now or when you see [ 💌 ]

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"How nice must it be to not flinch every time you hear a certain name."

Tae looked up at Jimin.
Both of them were in
'the garden that bled poetry' or at least that's what Jimin called the room they stayed in.
Jimin was sitting on the rug yet again, he looks up from his book, and faces Tae.
"Oh, Lockhart. Her words are always beautiful." Tae looks back at his book and buries himself deeper into the beanbag chair. Jimin stands up.
"Let's go out."

Tae looks up.
"Where to?"
"Where ever our legs take us."
Tae grins. "Alright."
Tae gets up and moves towards the door. Before he could take another step, Jimin pushes him back into the beanbag chair.
"But this time, you're going on a date with me." He says with the brightest grin.
Tae raises an eyebrow.
"And where do you think on taking me?"
Jimin ponders a bit, then looks down at him, and smiles.
"I know a few places."
Tae sighs and lets out a light chuckle.
"Alright, lead the way."
Jimin and Tae walk out of the library, and Jimin comes to a stop. He looks at Tae.
"Well, we came here in your car, so is it ok if I drive?"
Tae grabs his keys and tossed it to Jimin.
"Be careful." They both enter the car and put on their seatbelts. Jimin pulls out and starts to drive.

Christmas has past and now spring is finally pulling in. It's still a bit chilly outside, but it's actually nice. The boys play their usual music.

[ 💌 ]

Tae gasped.
"Sweater Weather?! How did you know."
Tae said with a grin.
"Just a guess." Jimin said with a light smile. Tae has been playing this song, nonstop for the longest. Tae sang this song while admiring the view. He watched as they passed a city. They didn't live in the city, but it was a 10 minute drive from where they lived.
Tae smiled as he saw the world light up. They pasted the city, and there was these cute little houses, that if you blinked, you'd miss them. Tae loved the city and the open field. He enjoyed life and welcomed everything with opened arms. Little did he know, the bigger the heart is, the more pain he'll feel.

After a solid 20 minutes of driving, Jimin pulled up to a field. You couldn't see the end of it. Jimin got out of the car and told Tae to find a spot out in the open.
Tae, like a kid, ran into the field with spread arms letting his honey kisses body touch every part of what the earth had to offer.
He took a deep breath.
Something about the open field allowed him to clear his mind.
Tae stood there and then heard footsteps approaching. He turned around and saw his favorite blonde boy holding a picnic basket. Tae's eyes lit up.
"Jimin. When did you put this in my car?"
"Oh shut up and help me step it up."
Tae smiled and helped Jimin set out the checkered table cloth out. Jimin then pulled out little sandwiches, yogurt, apple juice, and some chocolate. He also pulled out fake candles, because god knows Tae would probably light the whole field on fire.
They ate.

"So tell me about your love life." Tae said. "What do you wanna know?"
"What's your type?" Jimin's eyes wondered up. "You." He said nonchalantly while taking another bite from his sandwich. Meanwhile, Tae chocked on his.
"Are you serious?" Tae sits up.
Jimin smiles.
"Well I've always wanted my own knight in shining armor. But, atlas, we won't work out." Tae suddenly felt offended.
"You can't say we won't work unless you try." Jimin looked at Tae.
"Tae, I have a boyfriend."

Tae pulled back.
"You what?"
"I told you this a while back. You even saw a picture of him."
Tae couldn't recall that moment.
"Well," Tae wanted to stay as calm as possible, "how long have you been together?"
Jimin unlocks his phone,
"about a year?"