12:00 a.m.
With only a week left of their stay in New York, Jimin finally convinces Yoongi go see a musical with him. Seeing as it was the only thing they haven't done, and would make Jimin really happy, Yoongi agreed.
The neon green lights of the digital clock, flashing every five seconds, lit up the dark room, illuminating the boys' faces as they slept undisturbed.
Yoongi was pressed against Jimin's back, arm flung over his torso as he slept soundly. The only sounds that filled the room were the sounds of them breathing. It was quiet, calm, peaceful.
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The Boy Next Door | Yoonmin ✔
FanfictionPreviously titled "Orange Mint" ________________ Jimin likes poetry, music and a cute boy with mint green hair that lives in the apartment building across from his. Yoongi hates liars, the cold, and the fact that he knows nothing about Park Jimin, t...
