Chapter Twelve

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Jimin was lost is his thoughts while walking to the bakery. He was astonished of himself for staying with the latter after the things they did last night. There was more to it, he was feeling something he had never felt before. Being blinded, taken care of, the tension, the sweet words, he couldn't get over it so easily.

He took out his phone just to see he had 6 missed calls from Taehyung and 36 messages from the same pal who was worried not seeing Jimin when he got home to their shared apartment. They were best mates but also roomates.

He called him and told him what happened, obviously missing some details and as the deep voiced guy asked for more informations, he cut short the conversation by saying he would not be home until later, told him to have fun with Hoseok and hung up, getting lost in his thoughts about the man he met last night.

Indeed, his facial features were dreamy, his pouty yet thin lips, his small button nose and his cat shaped eyes unfortunately most of the time hidden behind dark sunglasses.

He arrived at the bakery, took the sweetest sweets they had and got to the supermarket to buy some junk food. On his way back to Yoongi's place, he observed the neighborhood he didn't know. It was in a pretty wealthy part of Seoul, near the tall buildings that tickled the sky and where the smartest portion of the country worked.

Jimin sighted, feeling out of place, he lives with a roommate in the "dark side" of the city, he couldn't afford for more as he basically worked at an H&M store and was about to start again his studies.

He finally arrived at the apartment, opened the door that Yoongi let unlocked and directed himself to the kitchen to put the groceries. He looked around the main room but the mint haired was nowhere to be seen. He finally went to the bedroom and just before he opened the door, he heard music coming from the inside.

He stood there, frozen, he just listened. Jimin knew Yoongi must've been playing the piano since he could feel every emotion in every note that was played. He slowly opened the door making sure to go unnoticed and gasped at the beautiful sight.

Yoongi was in front of the window playing on his old wooden piano. Jimin didn't get the chance to observe the bedroom before as the sun just risen and it was radiating the plain room with blinding light. Young's apartment was pretty nice yet under decorates... No wonder.

The light was kissing the mint haired skin beautifully, his fair skin was glowing and it added to his already endless charms. His hands moved flawlessly on the tiles and left Jimin in awe.

When he looked up to see Yoongi's beautiful face again, he freaked out when he saw tears rolling down his cheeks. Suddenly he ran which caused the older to jolt and stop playing, hitting violently the tiles making a false note and break down in more sobs.

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cutesy cutesy!!!

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