// l o v i n g s o m e o n e //
loving someone + jimin
// loving someone, oh, oh, loving someone //
Jimin was the feeling of a soft, warm sweater on a cold, winter day. He was the smell of rain in the middle of spring, full of life and new beginnings. He was the loud laughter in the dog days of summer that echoed off the sleepy streets of your city. He was the bright orange fire that illuminated your bodies against the autumn leaves, bright and proud in the middle of the night. Jimin…was love.
Jimin was your love.
“You’re so pretty,” he whispered softly as he hovered above you. His blonde hair tickled your nose and you giggled, tracing his collarbones with your pointer finger.
“You’re prettier,” you replied. You continued to follow the curves of his body, not stopping until your finger pushed against his lips.
“Not possible,” he muttered and leaned down, connecting your lips to his. The kiss was so soft, so full of love, and as Jimin ran a hand softly up your neck, cradling your chin in his gentle palms, you wished for it to never end.
But, all good things must.
He pulled away with a bit of hesitation, resting his forehead to yours. Neither of you spoke, only breathed deeply and stared into the eyes of the other. Jimin’s were dark, practically black, and full of life and wonder. You wondered what yours reflected, and you hoped that they were just an ounce as beautiful as his.
After a moment, you felt his lips press to your forehead. They lingered as he uttered the three words that you adored the most. “I love you.”
Wrapping your arms around him, your fingers played with the wispy hairs on the nape of neck as you smiled up at him. “I love you too.”
You kissed again. It was just as wonderful and vibrant as the first time, and the time before that, and the time before…
It was obvious to you now that love wasn’t a fairy tale- love was real. Love was the arms that held you at midnight when you couldn’t stop crying. Love was the voice that encouraged you even when you didn’t believe in yourself. Love was the bright, carefree smile that gave you nothing but pure happiness. Love was beautiful.
Love was Jimin.