When we arrive at the park, we sit down on the swings, still holding hands.
"I really like you, Jimin."
"I really like you too, Yoongi."
I then lean my head on his shoulder. I can smell him. He smells manly but with a bit of sweetness.
"Jimin, why are sniffing me?"
I then realize that I was just sniffing him, the way a dog would.
"Uh, sorry. You smell really good."
"Thank you," He leans down to my hair, "you smell like peaches."
I laugh slightly, "Is that a good thing?"
"I love peaches."
I smile and put my head back onto his shoulder.
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Neighbors || myg × pjm
FanfictionJimin watches Yoongi from across the street and writes about him in his diary. #788 #992 in Fanfiction If you want to translate, just let me know and credit me! :)
