Not Crying on a Sunday | abucketofchiken |
— “If everything's sad back at Seoul-," The younger raised his eyebrow, tilting his head slightly in curiosity. "-then everything that will be left for you here is happiness.” — “Today I (finally) met Park Jimin.” — “The sky would be so lucky, hyung,” Jimin said again softly. He cocked his eyebrow, looking at Jimin from the corner of his eye. The boy was having his head lifted up like he did as well, a smile forming on his face. “Why?” “Because it got to be looked at like that every day by you.” — “But the brat and I found something beautiful on the road today.” — “(And to the talk about leaving with a broken something, let’s just say that Yoongi did get his revenge in a way.)” — “(Because something did get broken in the end)” — “And that was when he realized he wasn’t looking at Jimin. He was looking at the stars or the stars had formed itself into a face of a Park Jimin in his dream.” — “We took the brat to the train tunnel today. He was We were happy.” — “The sky had already cried in his place.” — “I love you just like you love the sky.” — “I've hurt you enough,” he said.” — “Season would change but they wouldn't have to.” — “The stars weren't indeed hiding. He had just simply looked for them at the wrong place.” — “You. Yoongi wanted to say. The fact that I could see the sky in your eyes.” — “Or maybe this was him kissing someone that he loved.” — “I love him.” — I'm sorry
