the gallery ; vmin

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"how do you make a simple white t-shirt look like a fashion statement?"

"i guess it's my charm."

"ofcourse, park jimin and his charm." taehyung teased. "if you're really that charming, be my model."

"i thought i already was." jimin said, pushing his hair back.

taehyung, somehow, couldn't take his eyes off jimin. i mean, it was park jimin after all.

but he was he finding him attractive and complimenting to boost his confidence as a 'best friend'? that was something he wasn't sure of.

the way his lips would curl slightly when he tries to hide his smile.

or the way his cheeks got the slightest tinge of red when he sleeps.

or the way he took every step, he walked so gracefully, so elegantly.

or the way his eyes seemed when he's half-asleep in the morning.

or the way his hands looked smaller when compared to his own.

oh god.

he was whipped.

jimin clicked his fingers, "you know, it's wierd when you stare and get lost in your daydreams for too long."

"what can i say, you're like a piece of art." taehyung sighed.