(JIKOOK) Texting Story Snippets

Finished

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The school building comes into their view and their paces slow, hands reluctant to let go. Jimin stops Jungkook by pulling on his hand and he moves in front of him to tuck his arms under the others, pressing his face into the crook of Jungkook's neck. Long arms surround his shoulders and he feels the vibration of Jungkook's chuckle against him.

"You koala bear." Jungkook whispers.

"You're soft."

"You're cute." Jungkook reaches between them to retrieve the envelope from his pocket before it can get damaged and he pulls away from the hug slightly to smile at the expectancy in Jimin's expression. "Here." He mutters and laughs again at the sudden gleam in Jimin's eyes.

Jimin pulls his arms away and he gently wraps his fingers around the yellow envelope his boyfriend is holding onto.

"Don't open it yet."

"When can I open it?"

"When you're in class and you can't see me. Promise?"

Jimin lets his shoulders drop and he looks away from Jungkook, reading his name carefully written on the envelopes front. He feels a warmth already rising in his chest and his fingers are tingling with anxiety to find out what's inside, but he sighs dramatically. "Fine. I'll wait a little longer." Even with an exaggerated tone in his voice he looks back up and smiles softly. Jimin grips one side of Jungkook's hoodie pocket and he pulls him close again, turning his face up to take another kiss from the others lips. His voice lowers, quiet between them. "I already know this is cute, whatever it is. Thank you, baby."

Jungkook nods slightly and responds with another slower, deeper kiss, his hands finding their way to Jimin's hips. He bites his bottom lip when they part and reaches a hand up to rub the back of his neck, suddenly feeling a little nervous. "Ah, it's not much, Mochi. I just hope it's okay."

"I'll love it." Jimin whispers. He pulls away from his boyfriend and smiles. "We should get to class before we're late, but I'll text you." He lifts his free hand to wave, his eyes crinkled as he smiles. "I love you."

Jungkook scoffs softly at Jimin's little wave, but he stands still and wags his hand to wave goodbye, too. "I love you, Mochi."

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The teacher is late to Jimin's first class and he finds it too coincidental to be anything other than fate. Jungkook's handwriting is beautiful on the front of the envelope and he turns it over to lift open the flap carefully. Jimin takes out the folded paper inside, his finger movements soft and slow to keep from crumpling it. There's more of Jungkook's handwriting and realization quickly squashes his prolonged curiosity. It's a poem. Jimin closes his eyes and he can't keep the grin from lifting his lips. Jungkook really wrote him a poem.

His eyes flutter open and he peers around the full classroom from beneath his eyelashes. Why does he feel so self conscious suddenly? Jimin moves his gaze back to the starch white paper with black ink filling its space and he starts to read the words diligently.

"A thousand times I've told you, yet you never understand
That no matter what tries to break us, you'll always have my hand.
I love you with my heart, and I love you with my breath.
I'll love you with my body, mind and soul until I find my death.

You have me, love. You do. No other will come before you.
Look me in the eyes and discover all the many ways I adore you.
Your laugh is bright and cheerful. It can never be replaced.
The way your eyes close with your laughter brings a smile to my face.

Your lips are plump and soft when I kiss them with my own.
And to remind you of what you told me, that's when I feel at home.
To hold you is my comfort. To touch you is my calm.
I need to feel your little fingers wrapped tight around my palm.

Your body is my haven, I can't deny that that is true.
When you're pressed up against me, I feel you. I feel that you feel it too.
This love won't pass us by, unless we choose to let it go.
But for me, I'll hold on forever. That, you need to know.

I love you deeper than the ocean, and I'd fly higher than the stars,
Just to show you what you mean to me, how loved you really are."

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A/N: Guys honestly, Jimin is a little prince and I can't with that boy. How is a man that pretty and soft? I dedicate this entire chapter to Jimin with that bright yellow blanket wrapped around his cute little self.