text | yoonmin

twenty seven..

Yoongis pov*

I was having a quick snack before lights went out, and I heard a quiet knock from the outside of my door.

"Yoongi, its me," he whispered .

He walked inside with two bags in his hand.

One that was obviously my hair dye, and the other one in a unfamiliar dark bag.

"I got you something to make up for being a bit late,"

"Oh, well uh-"

He handed Me the present with the largest smile plastered on his face.

"I really hope you like it hyung."

I smiled back then started to pull the tape off the outside of the bag, keeping the present shut.

I opened it up to a black necklace.

Just the right size to dangle around my petite neck.

I didn't even know what to say.

"Oh my gosh jimin"

He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I did about the same to him.

"Thanks you, it means alot" jimin whispered.

"No, I should be saying thank you,"

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I'm not dead