february 13th
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Yoongi feels giddy, nervous and stupid.
Jimin is red in the face.
He's holding out the cactus for him and Jimin takes it with a warm smile. Yoongi comes to realize a lot of things about Jimin are warm. His hazel eyes that resemble golden hour, his pink hair which reminds him of cherry blossoms and strawberries. His smile.
"Think of it as a late Christmas present," he mumbled, shyly. His face and neck are hot with embarrassment.
"You didn't have to get me anything,"
"I k-know,"
"The flowers are pretty..."
"They reminded me of your hair," he blurts out. Now he's really red in the face. If you keep this up, it'll be obvious that you like him.
"That's cute...we match!" he giggled.
Jesus fuck he's so cute.
"You do match," he muses.
"I love it," Jimin whispered.
Yoongi is beaming.
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