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Jimin can't quite rid his mind of the quiet ceramicist's hands, tucked in the corner of the university art studio. Clay-laden, calloused, broad and veiny, and perhaps it'd be alright if it simply stayed as silent admiration, but Jimin finds himself stumbling over words and making excuses to simply see him each evening as dusk settles and assignments seem to pile, in gentle hopes that something may bloom from coy gazes.
But they are men who hold desire within their veins, and as they find themselves pressed against the other, cotton lining sweat-laced bodies, it perhaps feels impossibly right— a distant tug spelling all their hearts wish to bare yet tongues never quite garner the courage to. Jimin could never know that Yoongi is, too, falling— each encounter with the student one that Yoongi looks forward to each day— and perhaps his infatuation may tumble into something that both secretly yearn for; love.