ow ow ow ow right in the otp

Song to my otp:

*read in melody of what makes you beautiful by one direction*

BABIES YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD LIKE NOBODY ELSE
THE WAY THAT YOU LOOK AT EACHOTHER GETS ME OVERWHELMED
BUT WHEN YOU SMILE AT THE GROUND IT AIN’T HARD TO TELL
YOU DON’T KNOW-OW-OW
YOU DON’T KNOW YOU ARE IN LOVE
IF ONLY YOU SAW WHAT I CAN SEE
YOU’D UNDERSTAND WHY I SHIP YOU SO DESPERATLY
RIGHT NOW I’M LOOKING AT YOU AND I CAN’T BELIEVE
YOU DON’T KNOW-OW-OW
YOU DON’T KNOW YOU ARE IN LOVE-E-E
THAT’S WHAT MAKES ME CRY AT NIGHTS

When is the official time that it is deemed “okay” to talk about TABINOF, because like at first I was like …. umm…..

…. directly followed by …. umm ….

…. but also like ….

… right up there with … well ….

…. but ummm …. never to forget …. this one ….

theblogennun replied to your post “I love you”

Guys I swear I- *cough* I’m fine! *snif* perfectly healthy.

“hyung.” yoongi looks up from his monitor. 

“oh. jimin? what are you doing here? it’s like,” he checks the clock. “it’s three in the morning jimin. go to bed.” 

jimin looks nothing like the ball of sunshine he is during the day. his hair is messy, his face looks tired and grumpy, and he’s got a blanket wrapped around him. he’s still the cutest thing yoongi’s ever seen though. 

“yeah. i should be in bed,” jimin yawns. “and hyung should too. let’s go.” 

yoongi shakes his head. “no, i really want to finish this.” he gestures at his monitor where their newest track is displayed. 

jimin squints. “how far are you?” 

“like half done?” 

“no,” jimin says. “you’re not finishing it tonight. let’s go to bed hyung.” 

“jimin – “

jimin scowls and walks over to him, grabbing his arm and manhandling him out of the chair. “no. we’re going to bed. i have no one to cuddle with and you’re not letting me sleep alone two nights in a row, hyung. that’s bad boyfriend behavior.” 

yoongi rolls his eyes and sighs. “okay jimin, at least let me close the computer?” 

jimin waits patiently as yoongi saves his work and closes the computer before dragging him to his room. yoongi tucks them both gently under the covers and smoothes a hand through jimin’s hair. 

“good night, hyung,” jimin yawns, curling into yoongi. his eyes drift closed and in a few minutes, he’s asleep. 

“good night, jimin.”