"Is that where you live?" Jimin gasped, looking at a wide garden of flowers inside of a cemetery. Yoongi nodded, holding a bouquet of flowers.
"Well that's weird, soul reaper. What's the relation between souls and flowers? It's like being a tsundere who loves cats."
"It's none of your business" Yoongi spat out, his eyes glowing with anger.
"Woah, calm down" Jimin looked down with a soft chuckle. Yoongi then walked away.
"You have been following me all day long" he muttered, clutching tightly on the flowers. "Don't you have anything else to do? Go to get your revenge."
"I have no idea where to search" the ghost innocently smiled, making Yoongi sigh and smack his forehead. "You're going to be the death of me"
Jimin rolled his eyes.
"You can't die though-" he couldn't continue his words because of a pair of lips on his. "But you do kill me everyday. And I'm not even complaining" Yoongi's breath hit his skin.
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Our Sins || Yoonmin Story
Fanfiction"What did I do to deserve this??!" "Your sins" -- "What did you do to be here?" "My sins" -- "What made us meet each other?" "Our sins"
