Pairing: Reader x Jimin
Genre: Fluff, teensiest angst
A/N: This is mostly just a cute little fic based off of a cute dream I had. It’ll be a small three part series. Enjoy~
You jumped up to pick a bloom from the tree above, spinning around and holding it in front of you. Jimin shook his head and grinned at your shenanigans, eyes crinkling up into crescent moons.
“This should be your next color!” You declared, squinting your eyes and imagining the color replacing the bronze that was currently on his head.
“Pink?” He asked, somewhat incredulously. You nodded and waved the flowers at him.
“Yeah, you wanted to color your hair right? This is the perfect color for the Spring Festival.” You explained. The pleasant pink color would highlight his dark eyes and match with his cute pink cheeks but you kept that information to yourself. Instead, you continued to wave the flower in front of him, getting closer and closer until it grazed his nose and he giggled, pulling away.
“Y/N!” He yelled in mild irritation. He swatted the flower away gently.
“Hmm?” You hummed, feigning innocence. He just laughed, a sound that felt like music to your ears.
“We should focus on writing the song.” He said, trying to keep himself from smiling. You fluttered your eyelashes at him playfully.
“I am! You have to make beautiful memories to write beautiful songs, right?”