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I gasped a little.  Our lips touched.  Yoongi pulled my body closer, holding me, tightly.  

His soft touch was appealing to me.  The way he made me feel.  Even the way he made me think.  I loved it all.  

My face began to burn.  The cold sensation of the snow hit my cheeks, obtaining the feeling of being light-headed.  

I stood on my tiptoes to kiss him, pulling him down to my height.  He wrapped his arms around my frame.  

He pulled away, gently.  He stared into my eyes.  The two cages; who held who he was.  I felt afraid, yet his touch calmed me.

"I love you, Jimin-ssi,"  Yoongi spoke under his breath.  I blushed as I hugged his chest, tightly.  I clung to him.  

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