(quick disclaimer!!; the poem i used in this that is italicized in this is not written by me, im almost sure i found it on instagram years ago and i wrote it down in my notes, but i cant remember who wrote it so all credits to them!)
im a moody star, but if you said "glow"
i'd cut myself into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home
min yoongis hair was the color of sea foam and his eyes the color of black coffee. his skin was the shade of the clouds in the sky and his lips the color of coral in the ocean. his frame was thin and lean, and his ears were pierced several times on each side. yoongis attitude was fiery and biting, sarcastic and snarky more times than not. but, that same min yoongi held the door open for jimin on dates and held an umbrella over him when it rained. he held jimins hand firmly and and spoke to him softly, all because min yoongi loved park jimin wholeheartedly.
being around jimin made yoongi feel like he was constantly bathing in the sunlight. usually, he doesnt enjoy that sort of thing but with jimin, that feeling made yoongi feel like everything was alright in the world. yoongis laugh made jimins heart sing and his eyes were prettier than any night sky he had ever seen. soulmates or not, they were a pretty good match. or at least, they thought so. and thats all that really matters, right?
i'd write poems to the parts of yourself that you cant stand
and i'd stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you that im not afraid of the dark
on nights when jimin felt unworthy of this life and maybe even lost, yoongi will straddle his waist as he lay down on his back and use a thick marker to write onto his boys bare chest. he'll scribble down words written solely for jimin and when he was finished he'll whisper "just so next time you dont like your adorable tummy, know that your also saying you dont like my lyrics." and jimin loved yoongis lyrics, so he stayed quiet and tried to love himself, too.
on other, more rare nights when yoongi was the one to look in the mirror and dislike what he saw, jimin would wrap him in one of his own sweatshirts (one much too big for yoongis thin body), and hold him tightly. he'll sing soft melodies into his ear and hum the tune of his favorite songs even if he didnt quite remember the lyrics. he didnt force yoongi to speak to him because he knew that at times like these, yoongi appreciates silence. but he appreciates jimins singing a little more.
and theres something like the ocean
in the motion of your fingertips when they sweep your hair from your eyes,
and you stare into mine like you know im not an angel
no matter how many good things about min yoongi he could count up, just like everybody, he could still count some bad, too. jimin didnt much like it when yoongi got into fights and came home bleeding, and he didnt like it when he got so angry that he would throw things. but jimin forgives him, because he knows hes like that too. yoongi doesnt like it when jimin yells at him, and he doesnt like it when jimin gets upset and doesnt speak his mind. despite all of these things, the good still weighed out the bad which made it all okay.
jimin watches intently as yoongi runs his nimble fingers straight through his hair, watching the sea foam move like waves. this is his favorite time. early mornings with yoongi, his hair still ruffled and messy from sleep and his feet tucked into him as he sat on their unmade bed beside jimin. he loved watching yoongis skin glow under the first few rays of sunlight and the way yoongis nervous habits were more noticeable this early. "im sorry." yoongi apologizes first, in regard to their fight last night. jimin just shakes his head, knowing that in some ways thats yoongis way of saying i love you. "i love you more."
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a/n this was short and very random and weird and im sorry a better one will be up soon i promise
lots of love, namjoon1994 !
