Hey guys! SINCE WE HIT 15K FOLLOWERS, I just had to give you guys something ;3; So here’s a little (6000+ word, whoops) Jimin story I’ve be putting together… actually, this story line holds significance to me, and if anyone can figure out why, then you will be rewarded… jk, but I’ll be happy :’) So anyway, hope you enjoy! Hopefully, I’ll get done with some requests soon~
- Devi :D
when I think about you… (fluff/angst)
word count: 6174
subtle winds, black skies, it’s times like these when I stay dormant. I settle
into the worn crème colored fabric of my suede couch, gripping a mug of Earl
Grey with both my hands to let the heat lace through my fingers. It’s my
special blend, three spoons of Lady Grey, half a cup of boiling water, half a
cup of steamed milk, and vanilla cream to top.
There are a million
things that could go through my mind, but instead it focuses on just one: him.
Image: a nonbinary person leans against a white wall next to a wooden door. They are wearing a floral collared shirt, a black skirt, sunglasses, and black shoes. In the foreground are some orange roses. In the background are some trees and a blue sky.
It was too hot to wear pants to work this week, so this is a reminder to myself/everyone that skirts are gender neutral~