Yoonmin Oneshots

#32

      The warm breeze softly hit his face making him close his eyes and take a deep breath, inhaling the sweet scent.

      Soft, colorful petals were dancing in the wind infront of Jimin as he brushed his finger tips in their toulpins. He sat down infront of them and  leaned forward, softly brushing the tip of his nose in one of the flowers that made a thin layer of yellow pollen.

      Everytime your soulmate would think about you, a flower in your garden would grow. If they thought about you beautifully, a beautiful flower will grow. The beautiful part is that every flower is different, depending on the person.

      His soulmate's flowers were black and white and Jimin thought that he may be colorblind.

      Everytime your soulmate would think something bad about you, a petal would run away.

       That's how Jimin stood infront of the flowers, hot tears rolling down his cheecks as he watched the petals dance in the rain.

      He knew Yoongi hated him.

       They broke up because of Jimin's vulnerability.

       Jimin stood up and clenched his fists.

       It was unfair.

       He did nothing wrong yet Yoongi couldn't like him!

      He went in the house and threw himself on his bed, sobbing in one of his pillows.

       Heartbreak hurts like hell but if You're hurt by your soulmate, he feels the same pain.

–Fuck! What the fuck are you crying for, Jimin? Yoongi chocked on his sob.

      He Felt like his heart was going to be taken out while his stomach was feeling empty. He squeezed his eyes, clenching his fist and with the other hand pressing on his heart.

–Fuck! This hurts like hell, oh my God!

       He rotated on his bed and after two hours, the pain finally stopped. Yoongi looked at his ceiling and then he just closed his eyes.

He saw a Jimin in pain, a Jimin with tear stains on his chubby, pink cheeks. A Jimin who didn't find happiness.

       Yoongi bit his lower lip and wiped his tear away, opening his courtains.

        So many flowers.

       All in pastel colors, mostly yellow.

       He took a jacket on and went outside, sitting on a rock next to them. Some petals were pulled out but there were like three. Not a big amount.

       Yoongi nodded and licked his lips looking around.

–Are these mine? They're so.. colorful! And pretty!

       Jimin's eyes were filled with sparckles as one flower just grew instantly. He looked at Yoongi, tilting his head in a side as he just scratched his nape, a pink tint covering his cheeks.

–Adorable.

      Yoongi sighed and went back inside, pulling the courtains. He couldn't think about Jimin still having feelings for him. Sure, they were soulmates but he knew how to handle it.

      Yet he was the best thing that happened to him. He was so cheerful and filled with happiness and energy that made the se thing inside of Yoongi. When sad, they were both sad and cried next to each other. They Felt something ticklish in their ears when they needed each other.