Bloom (Jikook)

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Jimin was attending his daily duties, planting flowers all over the world.

Daffodils, tulips, sunflowers, Lilies, lilacs, violets, roses, and so on.

He was the God of flowers, commonly looked down upon because he was considered 'girly'. He didn't understand it, because he was planting flowers? How was that called 'girly'?

He then spotted his older brother, Seokjin the god of water, who was very popular because he helped everyone. Who did he himself help? The Bees.

He sighed and jogged over to Seokjin who was talking to Hoseok, the god of the Sun. Also very very popular. Hoseok smiles when he sees him, and greets him kindly. "Hello, Jiminie~"

"Hi" he waves, and Seokjin gasps happily. "I have news!" Jimin looked up at him with boredom and lets him continue. "The gods are having a party, and we were invited!"

Jimin looks down and frowns. "You do know that I was only invited because you were right?" Seokjin looks to him, then to Hoseok, baffled.

Hoseok looks down in shame. Seokjin angrily sighs and turns to his little brother. "That May be true," he elbows Hoseok in the stomach making him groan in pain and continues. "But that will not stop you from having fun. And plus, Hoseok has a pretty cute friend,"

Jimin looks up, suddenly interested, and smiles. "Fine. But if I'm not impressed I'm not going to stay at this lame party that you old people call fun." And with that, he turns away to walk back to his meadow, leaving Seokjin to yell to Hoseok.

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It was now the party, and Jimin was putting on some all natural eyeliner to make his eyes pop. He put some pollen on his eyelids and made them have a powdery glow.

Jimin smiles, and fixes some loose hairs, making sure everything was perfect. If there really was a cute guy, he was making damn sure he looked fucking hot.

He stands up, brushing off some of the pollen that had fallen onto his floral suit.

The male then dashed downstairs to meet his brother and Hoseok. They were at the party in a matter of minutes, and they quickly waltzed inside the booming house. Jimin ignores Seokjin trying to talk to him, and walks to the beer table, taking a sip. He grimaces at the taste of the bitter liquid, and blooms a flower out of his hand, plucking the petals off and dropping them into the drink. He watches as the purple petals dissolve into the drink, and takes another swig.

He smiles at the taste and chugs the rest of the liquid. "Wow...that's something you don't see every day." Jimin looks up, spotting a handsome male with animals surrounding him looking right him. Jimin frowns and speaks. "What? Is it because I'm a guy and I have 'girly' powers?" The man looks at him confused but smiles nonetheless.

"No. I've just never seen anyone more enchanting as you." Jimin blushes and notices the man's bunny smile. "I'm Jungkook, The God of animals. I'm guessing you're the god of beauty?" Jimin blushes even more and shakes his head. "No, my name is Jimin, and I'm the god of..." he looks down, embarrassed, not wanting to lose any chance with this man.

He was hella attractive, and a guy like him wouldn't want to date a flower boy. "The god of...flowers?" Jimin nods, and feels a hand on his cheek, making him straighten up and look forward. Jungkook smiles and speaks lowly. "You would think he would be the God of sheer Beauty." He was mostly talking to himself, but Jimin blushed even harder.

Jungkook steps closer, and the ferret on his shoulder migrated to Jimin's shoulder, cuddling into the crook of his neck. Jungkook whispers quietly, his warm breath fanning over Jimin's plump lips gently with each word. "Tell me Jimin, is this what they call love?"

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Jimin wakes up naked, in Jungkook's strong arms with animals surrounding them, sleeping. He looks up to Jungkook, seeing him sleeping as well. He leans to his lips, kissing them softly. He then moves to his ear, whispering sweetly.

"Yes Jungkook, this is what they call love...and I love you."

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