Churchboy ~ Yoonmin

✨03✨

After the sermon, Jimin usually waits in front of the church, for his parents to  finish their small-talks with all the families.
The Johns
The Millers
The Kims
The Lees
The list goes on and on. His father always say a blessing to all of them, taking up around thirty minutes of his day.

So he stood there in front of the church.
Almost forgetting about the incident with the mysterious male and those dark chocolate brown eyes. That oh so intense gaze. His demeanor radiating a certain authority, all the while his lips tugged up into a knowing smirk, screaming dominance, the image being imprinted in his brain. Having successfully forced those outrightious thoughts out of his head he looks around enjoying the fresh air.

Suddenly a strong smell burns through his nostrils, making it impossible for the boy to ignore it, even if he tried to. Turning around, to observe where the smoke is coming from, his eyes meet the same pair of onyx orbs, watching his every move. Leaning against the side of the church wall, cancer stick dangling between his lips, stands the newcomer. His eyes darting up and down Jimin's body before making eye contact once more, as if he was checking out the other male, though that can't be the case, now can it? Jimin ponders.

"M'starting to wonder, if all you townies do, is stare" the boy retorts in a dangerously velvety but at the same time raspy voice. Dripping like sweet honey yet resembling a sugar coated poison, ever so deadly. He is nothing like Jimin ever imaged.

"I'm awfully sorry",Jimin bows, "My apologies, I'm not very used to seeing new faces in church." His vowels are airy and not nearly as deep and manly he would like them to be, tripping almost over every word and he was sure that the other could sense that he was nervous.
He watches him take a long drag out of the cigarette, his lips curling into a smile as the toxic gas enters his lungs.

"Name's Yoongi, nice to meet you..."
Jimin took the hint.
"Jimin, Park Jimin."
"Nice to meet you Jimin"

Yoongi reached his hand out for Jimin to shake. As soon as their skin made contact a jolt of electricity flows through the shorter male's body, sending shivers down his spine. After giving Jimin's hand a squize, Yoongi retrieves his to his torso, throwing away the cigarette with the other, gently smiling at the boy.

"How old are you, darling?"
The pet name slipping through his lips, making Jimin shy, resulting in him looking at his shoes instead of the boy right infront of him.
"M'seventeen" Jimin stutters still afraid to look into the other male's eyes, his gaze fixated on the ground.

All of a sudden he feels icy fingers beneath his jaw, slowly tracing it, rough touch scratching his soft skin, then lifting his chin, forcing him to look up. Jimin, however, doesn't pull away, his mind practically screaming at him for letting a stranger touch him in such a way. If anyone were to see them right now they would surely think that they are intimate. This must look so wrong and people surely wouldn't take it lightly.

Jimin was trapped in a trance, unable to move. He didn't really want the moment to end but he would never admit that.

Yoongi moved his hand from the boys chin, it to his fringe, tugging a piece of hair behind his ear while speaking
"Seeing that we are the same age, I wouldn't be surprised if we ended up in the same class as well"
Yoongi was right, there was only one Highschool in Busan, so it was no surprise that they surely would see each other more often from now on.

Jimin was enticed by the deep raspy voice of the other, not finding it within himself to care how close their proximity was, not realizing it completely, until a loud chatter breaks the silence, people exiting the church, making him snap out of his trance and come back to reality. He jumps back creating a two meter gap between the two boys, as if he was burned.
Yoongi just smirks at him for the second time that day, obviously amused by the other boy's reaction.

"Min Yoongi come over here, don't let your mother wait for you in the car" A loud voice roars. Jimin could only assume it belonged to no other then Yoongi's father.

"See you later Jimin" is all Yoongi says before turning around, but looking back and winking at the said boy, then walking away casually.

'He must have had some dust in his eye. That's the only valid, reasonable explanation for that gesture.' Jimin thinks

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Im going to try and write longer chapters