a reminder that i want seokjin to stick his dick in my ear hole
ik this is a texting fic but welpp, couldn't help but write this chap
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❝魔鬼❞
JIMIN'S POV
I nibbled on the grey toned string of my hoodie; as my eyes were glued onto my feet that were weakly sauntering across the pavement. I peered at the elder beside me; as he dug his milky hands into the pits of his denim pockets.
"Told you it's nice outside," He breathed out; a toothy beam painted onto his plum lips. "I hate it," I muttered softly; dropping my head low, as I felt my strands tickle my nose mildly.
"Try Jimin," I heard his voice speak, as my shoulders slowly tensed at his words. I parted my lips; no response able to travel out. "It'll take time, but soon the insecurities will be erased." He finished off in a soft tone, as I had a lack of response; knowing his words were insanely fabricated.
"Sure," I managed to exhale out; pushing my feet against the concrete. I allowed my eyelids to close weakly; as the breeze slowly blew on my locks. "Holy mother of God," I heard Jin breathe out; my eyes darting open in a brightened matter.
My head perked up at the elder; as I watched as his figure paused, glancing at the floral store in front of his orbs. His eyes were glistening in awe; as he licked his plump lips in adoration at the flowers.
I approached the stall; viewing the bright and colourful hues in front of me. It was undeniably gorgeous; as each flower sparked its own distinct beauty. A smile was gently tugging my lips; as I brought my hand towards the lilac toned carnation. The petals felt delicate and soft; as I couldn't help but enjoy the sight of the different flowers and blossoms.
"They're gorgeous.." I breathed out; as Jin seemed to have a mirrored reaction to me. The elder picked out a bouquet full of blushing orchids and peonies. "Is there a sexuality that's attracted to flowers? Or shall I make it real?" Jin commented with an agape mouth; as I chuckled mildly at his words.
"You can be alone on that," I felt Jin roll his eyes at my retort; as he sniffed the flowers softly with his button nose. "Do you want any?" The elder asked; as I froze, wanting the whole bunch of floral beauty. But I couldn't be a burden.
"Nope," I shook my head in response; as the older nodded at my reply. He walked up with his pink hued bouquet; ready to pay for it. I sighed softly; dropping onto my feet, as I examined more of the breathtaking flowers; that were neatly and perfectly organised.
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SUICIDAL.
FanfictionIn which Jungkook texts suicidal Jimin to "kys." ❝kys.❞ ❝i desperately want that too.❞ ❝what?❞ ❝suicide happens to be a constant thought for me.❞ © KOOKMEUP