People are so naïve. They assume that light is always good.
Is it?
People take light to be their representation of hope and life. They think light soothes their pain. Light for them is like a warm blanket that keeps them safe.
Light, for them...
(Background music reccommendation: Photograph, Ed Sheeran) (From: 0:52-1:25)
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It was Yoongi's birthday, so to speak. On this day, seventy-six years ago, Yoongi came to Earth in actual sense and ever since then, it was his birthday, as humans like to say it.
So, when Jimin find out about it yesterday, there were two reactions. First, he was mad at Yoongi for not telling him about it earlier. However, that anger was momentarily. He soon broke into a huge smile, his eyes sparkling like pink gems as he rushed to call Hoseok and Taehyung to plan everything. Usually on Yoongi's birthday, Hoseok and him would just hang out for a while, play games and then call it a day. But Jimin refused to do so this year.
Even though, Yoongi tried to convince that there was no need for a party, Jimin turned a deaf ear at that. Finally, they both compromised to all seven of them going out together and doing literally whatever they wanted for the rest of day. And of course, before Yoongi had the chance to say anything everyone else agreed. Hoseok went the extra mile to tease him about burning a hole in his pocket.
So, as of now, Yoongi was waiting in the living room, scrolling through his gallery and looking at the several pictures of Jimin. He didn't know why, but he felt this urge that maybe he should look at them. As many as he could. Jimin was still in his room with Taehyung, getting ready. The younger was persistent about wearing something good. Because he wanted to look beautiful for Yoongi. Though, the elder hoped someone would tell Jimin that he looked beautiful no matter what. And somehow seemed to get more beautiful with day.
"I thought I said to send pictures of all the dress that Jimin bought!" Taehyung screamed, marching out of the room.
"What?" Yoongi asked in a bored tone.
"You didn't send me a single picture of my Jimin with that black dress!" Taehyung complained.
"First of, your Jimin? That is incorrect. Totally incorrect, I don't share, sorry" Yoongi replied to which Taehyung huffed.
"Secondly about the dress-" Yoongi stuck his tongue out at the younger before looking down at the phone.
Seconds later Jimin walked out of the room. He wearing the same black outfit they had bought that day, with a little bit of extra touches. Like the belt and the shirt that he was wearing underneath. As Yoongi got up and went closer to Jimin, he noticed the younger was wearing a little bit of light makeup. His hair was a mix of rich violet and red, where as his were a exotic shade of corals and pinks.
"How do I look?" Jimin asked.
"Beautiful as ever" Yoongi murmured, pulling Jimin into a soft kiss, "And hot"
Jimin giggled, scrunching up his nose before pecking Yoongi's lips and moving away. The younger's phone pinged up.
"Hmm? What's this?" Jimin asked, holding out the phone for Yoongi to read whatever notification that came.
