Jimin peeled the syrup packaging open before licking at his fingertips; he accidentally spilled some on his fingers as he tore the packaging roughly. Blatantly wiping his hands at a stack of tissues, the raven watched Seokjin spread butter on his hotcakes delicately before recklessly dumping the syrup ontop, making him laugh. "I thought you'd drizzle your syrup!"
Laughing as well, the blonde took his cutleries, "I'm not gonna lie, I'm actually famished."
"You–" Jimin took a bite of his food, hand covering his mouth as he continued– "haven't been eating?"
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(a) the truth
(b) white lie
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12am | Jinmin
FanficLate night texts, unspoken feelings. Have you heard of the butterfly effect? Every choice you make leads to a new path with unknown consequences. Choose carefully. || No smut || Hurt/Angst || [ interactive, updated daily ]; Completed: 22 June 2019
