A few stressful rings later, a vaguely low-pitched male picked up the call, "Park Jimin," he greeted tiredly and Yoobin blinked. "No, I'm not Park Jimin." "I meant I was Park Jimin," the man sighed and Yoobin scoffed, "Yeah, and I'm the freckle on Ashoka's left buttock." _________________________ ༼ つ ◕‿◕ ༽つto anyone who feels lonely, sad and unloved, know that you're absolutely amazing and probably the most beautiful person to walk this earth. Stay kind and don't worry, it'll get better before you know it. Cherish yourselves, this short story is for you♡ •𝓼𝓮𝓽 𝓲𝓷 2018• _________________________

I wrapped my arms around Jin who was nauseously stumbling around after he slammed his head on the wall for the third time, and yanked him. He tumbled forwards before crashing into me and pushing me into the rusty door. "Ouch," I groaned. I looked up and my eyes met his which still had a slight far-away look in them. The noises slowly faded from my mind as I focused on him. "Sorry," he whispered before resting his hot forehead on mine, his soft bangs grazing my sensitive skin. I took deep calming breaths but it felt like something huge was stuck in my throat when I felt his fingers lightly trailing up my hands. They reached up to my face, leaving a hot trail up my arms. Jin took a step forward, his nose brushing mine. ____________________ 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕕: ℕ𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕞𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝟘𝟚, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟘; 𝟙𝟠:𝟛𝟡 𝕀𝕊𝕋 𝔼𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕕: 𝕁𝕦𝕝𝕪 𝟘𝟛, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟙; 𝟚𝟘:𝟘𝟞 𝕀𝕊𝕋 ____________________ Cover and Banners by: @V4Vincent ____________________ #1 ᴋɪᴍꜱᴇᴏᴋᴊɪɴꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ #5 ꜱᴇᴏᴋᴊɪɴʙᴛꜱ ____________________