Previously titled "Orange Mint" ________________ Jimin likes poetry, music and a cute boy with mint green hair that lives in the apartment building across from his. Yoongi hates liars, the cold, and the fact that he knows nothing about Park Jimin, the boy who he sees reading every day from his apartment window.

"So... can we listen to more of that Chinese music?" "It's Korean, Jesus fucking Christ." started ; december sixth, 2015 finished ; february twenty second, 2016 161010 - 100k reads

Jimin strokes Yoongi's head as they are cuddled up in blankets on the sofa. "What the hell are you doing?" Yoongi murmurs. "I'm just being affectionate " Jimin whispers with a smile, his hand drops from the messy locks onto his own thigh. Yoongi hums. "Do it again" Yoongi mumbles after a few seconds. This was kinda inspired by a tumblr post also this was my first story here on wattpad and umm yeah it never got to that "do it again" part so umm spare me :')