Yoonmin Oneshots

#26

      Yoongi watched as the male moved his hair away from his face, the boy smiling thankfully and licking his strawberry and watermelon ice cream.

      Ah, strawberry and watermelon ice cream.

"–Yoonie-hyung! I want that ice cream!

–That sounds disgusting, honestly.

–But I want it.

The boy stood thinking for a second and then smirked.

–But you give me one thing back.

–Anything!

Yoongi smiled and sent the little boy a flying kiss, watching the boy letting his head fall on a side a little, confused, and then touched his lips  with two of his fingers. The petite boy let a surprised sound out and blushed furiously.

–A..kiss?

Yoongi nodded as the boy pressed a warm kiss on his lips and smile. "

      The boy tried to kiss him and that was when Yoongi turned around on his heels and Felt his stomach clenching up.

      Three thousand arrows and five thousand knifes.

"– Yoonie-hyung!

–Yes, baby? Do you need anything? Said Yoongi with a big smile on his face, feeling his body relax under his fastened heartbeats.

–I don't think I love you anymore."

      He always wanted to move on but he never accually could.

      Every little move made an open cut in his heart but every little smile replaced it with a smooth rose petal.

     He felt like fresh books and long rides, beach sunsets and air after rain.

     He felt like a needed song with a beautiful melody, the kind of song that makes you dance your feelings away, the kind of songs that wakes your whole body up.

      He felt like throwing in your bed after a hard day and crying after having a hard time.

      He felt like a warm smile from a stranger.

Yet, he was the stranger.

      Yoongi kicked a rock aggresively and bit his lower lip while putting his hood over his head, turning on his earbuds, stepping in an puddle.

      He never understood how someone could make him feel like this.

      He never understood how he kept holding on , on an old lost fight.

      He clenched his jaw, feeling like destroying his teeth.

      Fresh vanilla and fresh coffee bean smell wasn't the same anymore.

      Life wasn't the same anymore.

      He tried everythin to just move on, even having a relationship with someone else.

      Small rain drops started attacking the small amount of people on the street until it became aggressive and he had to hide under a small coffee shop's umbrella.

       He sat down and cursed under his breath.

      He never understood how he always seen him when he closed his eyes and hear his voice everytime he would wake up just to know that there was no one.

      Maybe they weren't meant for each other.

–Yoonie..Yoonie-hyung? What are you doing there? The petite boy rushed over, covering him with a bright yellow umbrella. You're gonna get sick! Be happy Jiminie came in time!

...or maybe?