"It's not y-your rooftop." Jimin cusses at himself for stumbling over his words. Glaring, he watches as the boy laughs sarcastically. "They do not belong to anyone, just like the stars don't, or the skies." "It is, I know it best. I've lived here for longer." The midnight haired boy snarls as watches Jimin suppress a giggle. "Don't laugh at me." The boy sighs, "Look this is stupid. Stay off my rooftop." "But it's not yours, this is my house-" "You don't live on them do you? I don't want to-" He hesitates, sighing once more. "Just stay off them, Park Jimin." His glare is cold, sending goosebumps across the lengths of Jimin's skin. or: Park Jimin always thought he'd never find anything he loved more than the stars. That is until Jungkook, a penniless boy that lives on rooftops, just so happens to prove him wrong. highest rankings: #1 in jikookfanfiction [260520] #3 in jikook [251020]

where jimin receives a red balloon everyday with a message inside and he has no idea who they're coming from.

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