on sunday morning min yoongi and i decide to go on some casual date
we went to watch a movie, bought some popcorn,
holding hands as we enter the theatre like any couples would do.
he would whisper something into my ears whenever
he commented the movie.
"why is the cgi so bad, even a kindergarten would know that shit is fake"
"i'm so buying that leather jacket, that'd look good on me don't you think so?"
or
"i could kiss better than that."
that last comment earned a soft hitting on his shoulder and
i was pretty sure that my face blushed a little bit.
because indeed, he's a pretty good kisser.
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