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Seeing Park Jimin cry was not how he imagined his Monday morning to go…
“Please don’t cry…” Yoongi was awkward but honest. Seeing the tears slide down Park Jimin’s perfect face broke his heart, even though he didn’t really know the guy, he has seen him walking across campus and that was it.
They were sitting down by the big tree near the entrance of the university library. Yoongi was on his way to meet up with one of the students he was tutoring when he found SNU’s sweetheart sobbing like a little kid. Park Jimin was like a ray of sun in the middle of a storm, with his blond hair, cute pastel sweaters, and a smile that would make your heart flutter. Yoongi would be a liar if he said that he wasn’t very much crushing on him.
“I.. Am kind of embarrassed that you noticed me like this.”
Huh?
Jimin wasn’t looking at him, but instead at a little sprout in front of them. Yoongi stared at him, eyes a little wide, confused. Jimin had stopped crying but his cheeks were puffed and blushed, a little bit of his makeup followed the tear stains, glitter looking like he had cried stars.
“ ...Me? ” Yoongi said in a soft whisper making Jimin giggle.
“I just think that you’re cute.”
Yoongi’s ears and cheeks turned red and his eyes went wider, but he still tried to keep a straight face. Call him whatever, but he wasn’t believing what the younger guy just told him.
“Ever since you tutored me once my first year,” Jimin chuckled, playing with the grass. His brown eyes were somewhere else entirely. “You had minty green hair and everyone was scared of you.”
To be fair, four years and an undergrad degree later and people were still scared of Yoongi. He was never mean nor purposefully scary, in Seokjin’s words, he was just an introvert with a resting bitch face. Yoongi thinks that Namjoon was convinced he didn’t talk until he asked him for help in a track for their production class…
“It’s okay if you don’t like me though.” The blond continues talking like he was talking to himself. “I know about the rumors about me…”
Ah yes, the rumors.
Yoongi shook his head and grabbed Jimin’s hand softly, holding it between both his hands. Yes, he has heard all of them. They were nasty comments about Jimin and his image, about how his relationships ended, how he gets good grades. Yoongi just rolled his eyes, as it was just jealous people being upset that Park Jimin was an angel walking on earth.
“I don’t care about the rumors,” Yoongi said confidently, Jimin looking at him surprised. Yoongi’s dark eyes shone like a thousand stars as he looked at the other with extreme adoration. “Why would I care about what some ugly soul has to say about the most beautiful soul I have ever seen?”
Jimin’s eyes went misty again as Yoongi sighed in frustration, lowering his head and shaking Jimin’s tiny hand between his. “I don’t want to see you cry ever again, okay?” The older looked the blond in the eyes. “I hate seeing my sun behind storm clouds.”
The raven hair guy quickly placed a kiss in Jimin’s hand, all his anxiety out the window. If he wanted to say something, he was going to do it now.
However, his plans were interrupted when a hand was placed on his cheek. As he looked up, he saw Park Jimin’s eyes and he got lost in the dark almond sea.
“Can I kiss you?”