The colours in the park were unusually bright that day and the tree felt unusually tall and frightening. The minutes Jimin stood by the tree felt unusually long and his heart was beating unusually fast.
Ten minutes.
The anxiety was kicking in.
Fifteen minutes.
Jimin's eyes kept darting and jumping the people passing him.
Twenty minutes.
His heart fell in his chest and he suddenly felt really stupid as his legs picked up the pace and sprinted home.
Jimin should have known it was just some stupid prank Yoongi did to make his basketball friends laugh, because it was impossible for someone like him to like someone like Jimin in that way. They didn't even know each other. Jimin could be so stupid sometimes he was so stupid, stupid, stupid
stupid
stupid
stupid
Tears sprinkled his cheeks as he finally locked his bedroom door behind him and threw himself onto his bed.
I'm so stupid for believing
BINABASA MO ANG
Notes || Yoonmin
Fanfiction"The frost of your hands caressing me like crystal snow landing on my bare skin" "How the hell did this kid figure out the combination to my locker?" Jimin, the head of the Literature Club, secretly has a crush on Yoongi and puts notes in his locker.
