"You're a very timid person." Jimin stated. He noticed the little details of me. "It doesn't feel normal to talk to you."
"I've never got a normal conversation before." I admit. He gave me a dear look.
Sometimes I wonder what's inside those mind.
He chuckled lightly, "but I liked that about you."
A small smile unknowingly crept it's way to my lips.
That night, I fell in love with an angel and sometimes I'd just wish he'll forget about the heaven and stay with me.
I know that I'm a selfish person, that every time I took a glimpse of listening to their album WINGS, I start thinking about hiding his wings.
Jimin would probably look beautiful with wings.
But I don't like it.
The image of him, soaring away from me.
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DIFFERENT || P.JM
Short Storyit's when she noticed their differences... "He's an angel, I'm a demon."
