yoongi
jungkook was at the store.
he picked up another order,
for jimin.
this time it was during my
shift.
i didn't think i looked at him,
with hate.
until he pointed it out.
i apologized with hatred.
i hated how jungkook was with,
jimin.
i felt a strange feeling again.
it was stronger this time.

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dead roses。‣ m.yg; p.jm
Fanfiction❝he leaves dead roses at my door every night with little notes.❞ © miniehikari 3/17/2020