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☹thirty five

"and then he like fought the guy."

jungkook was talking to me for the millionth time about iron man.

i couldn't help but laugh,

he was as entertained by it like a child would be.

yet, i loved seeing him get passionate about something.

i loved it when he rambled on and on to the point where his words didn't really make much sense and got a bit twisted up.

it was so cute to see him lose himself within things like that.

your smile is the most beautiful thing i have ever seen.

it was hard to focus on your scrabbled up words because of it.

i'm sorry for not listening,

but seeing you so happy like this was something i wanted to memorize and treasure.

it made me feel so honored for you to share that happiness with me.

"ah, sorry. you're probably not that interested in this right?"

jungkook blushed for getting so ahead of himself.

"no, i am."

he smiled again and went right back where he left off.

of course i love it.

i love everything you do or are interested in,

i love everything that makes you happy.

i love you.