bucolic (adj.)
°relating to the pleasant aspects of the countryside and country life[jimin f.p]
yoongi and jimin had began spending much much more time together. whether it be on the phone or in person. jimin was at a point where he didn't need to be sitting right in front of yoongi to be able to draw an almost perfect picture of him on a sheet of paper.
he really wanted to tell yoongi that he was finished with multiple intricate drawings and sketches of him in his little locked door of a sketchbook (that yoongi kept referencing as a notebook, but jimin wasn't all too bothered about that), but he didn't want to seem too creepy to this newfound possibly romantic interest of his. he could only imagine how yoongi would react if he found his pages and pages of drawings of yoongi's eyes. yoongi's lips. yoongi.
jimin stared down at his sketchbook, debating on he should bring it with him or not.
some context: jimin and yoongi were having an in-depth conversation, like they do, about the things they wanted to do before they died. jimin stated that he wanted to travel. yoongi, being the angel that he is, suggested they go o a small road trip to the farmhouse in daegu his grandparents left to him after they died in a car crash a few years back. jimin said yes. and, as it was spring break, they'd have a whole week to themselves in the country.
jimin was pleasantly surprised to know that yoongi could not only legally drive, but also owned a car.
"jimin, yoongi's here!" taehyung called to jimin from their shared living room. jimin shook his head to snap out of his thoughts before finally deciding to toss his sketchbook into his small suitcase.
jimin walked out of his room backwards, dragging his suitcase with broken wheels with him. he nearly screamed when yoongi wrapped his arms around jimin's waist. "hey there, park. you look amazing as always."
"how would you know? you've only seen me from the back today." jimin huffed as he continued struggling with his suitcase down the corridor leading toward the front door, and the only exit besides the windows.
"jimin, you should know by now that i can enjoy every single one of your angles." yoongi said before unwrapping his arms from jimin's waist and swiftly lifting the suitcase atop his shoulder. "let's get going so we can get there before sundown. the trees are prettiest in the daylight."
"i could have done that myself if i had more upper body strength, you know." jimin tried to justify the fact that he couldn't carry his own suitcase.
"you don't need it; you have me." yoongi said, silencing him and making his cheeks turn a bit pinker than they were beforehand. "bye, taehyung. see you in about ten days."
"likewise. i'll miss you jimin."taehyung directed his attention to jimin who only rolled his eyes in response.
"no, you won't, liar. all you do is torment me." jimin said and taehyung just giggled at him.
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artistry [yoonmin au]
Fanfictionin which yoongi catches a shy art student sketching him during class