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      The dream went black and he realized he woke up when he heard his door being closed. He opened his eyes and looked at the small guy with fluffy messy hair on the door, now all red from all the embarassment he gained from Yoongi's look.

–Oh! I'm sorry! I must have entered the wrong room!

      The boy looked at Yoongi who breathed heavily and squeezed his eyes, analyzing his features. He looked so pale yet he was very handsome.

–It's..alright..

    The boy bowed and when he turned to leave he heard the deep voice again.

–What's..your name?

      Yoongi realized the boy was the one he saw him outside the window and he looked so familiar. His voice sounded familiar. When he looked down he realized that his string was going down the floor and ended on the male's small finger with the same how as Yoongi's.

      The boy played with his fingers, shy all of sudden to look at the sick male.

–Park Jimin. And you are?

–Min.. Yoongi.

     Jimin watched as he talked so hardly and sighed, nodding.

–It's a pleasure meeting you! He said while coming to Yoongi and shaking his hand, blushing.

     Yoongi only nodded this time.

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