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He remembered the way she smiled how her dimple on the left side of her face showed, how she smelt like mint, but her mouth smelt like strawberries when her warm lips touched his. 

 Jimin caressed his lower lip looking back on that memory when they shared their first kiss in front of the huge Christmas tree that was placed in the middle of the mall decorated with colorful ornaments.

 A wet tear slipped down his right cheek, he wiped his tear not noticing somebody watched from afar. 

 Life was not fair it took her away and the memories were the only thing left. 


(I watch to many K-dramas - Amethyst)
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You kept walking without looking back. Your shoulders were slightly shaking because you tried to hold your tears. Yoongi followed you quietly. You unconsciously walked too far from the gathering room. It wasn't the resort area anymore. His best guess was that you didn't even realize where you went. "Shut." You stumbled by your own feet. You were prepared to feel the ground and realized it wasn't coming. A pair of strong hands steadying you. "Yo.. yoongi?" You fluttered. You wiped your tears, "Why are you here?" "That will be my question." "He likes someone else.." You turned around and awkwardly hugged him. Yoongi hesitantly patted your back, you snorted on his shirt. "Why do things like this always happen to me?" You cried. "Because you are stupid." He answered. "I think he was in love with me." The boy treated you nicely. He was always around, who knows that he wants someone else. "That explains the stupid part.." You pouted and wiped your messy tears with his shirt, "Oh, God.." he sighed. "I'm done with all this relationship shit." Yoongi frowned to see the smeared mascara on your face. You looked awful. "Yeah, I'm sure after this you won't get any." You could see his bitter expression. "I'm crying.. why are you so mean ..." "Ck, bothersome." He mumbled as he wiped the mascara stain with his thumbs, he just made it even worse, "Stop crying already." Out of many people, you met him. He wasn't the first person for comfort.. but he was here..
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Jimin has been gone on a three month tour and is coming home to you tonight EXCERPT "As he was listening to the Manger's report, you removed the towel from his neck and began to wipe the traces of saving cream from his face. His face really was perfect. He reached behind you, grinding into you as he did, and retrieved his face cream from the counter. He handed you the cream. He said " Yes, I understand" You opened the cream and concentrated on applying it to his face. Your fingers soothed it across his brow, tracing down his nose and chin. As you reached for more lotion, Jinim closed his eyes and slowly began rolling his hips against you. As you finished feathering the lotion on and around his eyes, he leaned in to kiss you. "ummm huh" he mummered into the phone. You blushed and put a finger to his lip to shush him, pointing at the phone. "Would you repeat that please Manager" he said as he stepped back and putting his hands on your waist, quickly turned you to face the mirror. He stepped into you again, holding you to the counter, pressing his hips into your bottom. "I'm sorry. I am about to begin my morning workout. I am going to have to put you on speaker" he said, eyes trained on yours in the mirror. "No!" you mouthed to his reflection, even as your arousal flooded. His only response was to place the phone on the counter with a wicked grin."