Jimin texted Yoongi that night.
They were awake long into the wee hours of the morning, talking about everything, and nothing at all.
They grew extremely close over the next two weeks.
Jimin's favorite thing to do soon became hugging Yoongi. They were both skinship lovers, and over time, they gradually became practically inseparable.
His parents were absolutely elated when Jimin finally told them. They insisted on meeting him as soon as possible, and from the very first time Yoongi visited, they absolutely loved him. Asking him questions, giving him gifts, crying (on his mother's part, that is; his father insisted he just had something in his eye).
Everything was finally, finally looking up for Jimin.
And when Yoongi asked him to be his boyfriend a month and a half later, he did not hesitate, throwing himself into the elder's arms and crying, "Yes, yes, yes, of course I will!"
Then, Yoongi asked to kiss him, and again he agreed.
It was simply magical.
As far as first kisses go, that one had to have been the best, Jimin thought. He could never get enough of Yoongi after that.
He still couldn't smell anything, but that didn't matter.
He loved Yoongi for who he was, not simply because they shared a scent.
They were the the couple that overcame the odds and found each other right when both of their lives had been darkest; they became the eternal spring, the apple blossoms in the dead of winter. Their love was enough to endure the seasons of life, and when Jimin underwent surgery at the age of twenty-five, he was finally able to smell the sweet fragrance that had found him the love of his life.
And that...
That was the happiest moment in his life.
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Apple Blossoms | Yoonmin
FanfictionIn a world where soulmates find each other through shared scents, how can a boy find true love if he can't smell anything?
