Cherry Chapstick || Min Yoongi

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He turned back towards his flowers and exhaled heavily from holding his breath for so long. That was pleasurably exhausting. His heart still felt heavy from the moment.

Grouping the last flowers in their own coloured bundles, he faintly smiled at his accomplishment. Looking out the window display again, his heart raced at the thought of seeing her again.

In this case, he already liked her in terms of appearance. Was that really a bad thing? Usually people said 'personality was what mattered the most', and he agreed too. But that young woman altered not only his opinion, but his pulse rate, too.

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