S1mpa1 - SIMPAI

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Bland Brother Hoseok

Mc is NOT an only child. No, she has a younger (only by a few minutes) fraternal twin brother, Jung Hoseok.

Yes, even if she was born exactly 7 minutes before Hoseok came out, she is still the eldest by time. A fact that Hoseok just has to live with the rest of his life.

Though older, MC is to marry one of the 6 Prince’s, while Hoseok will stay to be future king of Bland Kingdom. Yes, Bland Kingdom exists, but it’s not that luxurious like the others. Like tradition goes, Bland Princess must marry, and Bland Prince will take over the throne once Father can’t.

If Hoseok was not Bland Prince, MC is not quite sure what kingdom he would belong to. The thing about Bland Royalty, is that they can blend with the rest. Perhaps even better than anyone else.

Just like Prince Jimin can blend with Prince Taehyung to create sour candy, and enjoy citrus fruits together. MC as Bland Princess can match Prince Jimin perfectly. Everything about them will be sweet, just like he likes it.

But back to Hoseok, he’s a bit on the quiet side at home. Though when he is with friends he is more cheerful. More open to anything, perhaps that is his Bland royalty blood coming in.

Always trying to blend well with others. Looking to mix in to make everything perfect.

He’s not bad looking either. Pretty nose, and quite a sharp jawline if you ask me. Something about fixing his hair to show his forehead has many people staring a bit longer than normal. And I don’t blame them 👀 he looks handsome!

Blonde hair and soft looking eyes. Though he may be younger, he’s still MC’s brother, and he is quite protective of her. A bit moody that she is constantly going out to see these...these other MEN! Alone! Why is no one worried?!

He’d just roll his eyes when MC commented on how Sweet Prince knew how to dance so well, so delicate and professional.

Hoseok would just nod while thinking “I’m better though...” or “But can he do a backflip? No, right? What a noob” yeah those little childish thoughts.

He would let out a groan of annoyance when MC simply couldn’t stop mentioning how looking at the sea reminded her of Prince Jin, who was always ready to fish when he would head about her arrival. Or how Prince Namjoon would collect these cute shells for her to later choose which ones she liked.

So one thinks fishing is romantic, and the other is picking sea shells thinking that it’s romantic? Are these guys even worthy of having his sister? They all sound incompetent.

Pink Hair (Jimin), treats MC like some delicate flower. Which she is not, she is a strong woman who can fight for herself. He knows! Because when younger both used to sometimes fight and there were times where she would beat him.

Sour Prince (Taehyung. Hoseok hasn’t come up with a nickname for him.) Is too playful. He’s too childlike for his sister. If she ever wants to talk about something serious, will he be able to act like an adult? His sister needs a modest man. Not a child.

That Fish Guy ( Jin) just seems to care about fishing, and his boat. Are they more important than MC? They better not be. Not only that, but he’s heard that Fish Guy thinks quite highly of himself. Which is annoying.

Tall Salt (Namjoon) is...well, actually he doesn’t have much info on him. But to what he’s heard, he’s clumsy and gets too lost in books sometimes. He’s not sure if that’s necessarily bad, but if there isn’t much to him, then that means he’s boring. His sister should not be with a boring man.

Mild Child ( Jungkook ) who he feared of the most because Spicy people are to watch out for. You never know with who you’re dealing with when it’s someone spicy. It’s only after you bite that you find out the intensity. MC mentioned that the prince was shy though, and would hide from her.

Ha! What a kid! Yeah, no. Definitely not fit for MC.

Bitter Prince (Yoongi) also does not have a nickname. But Hoseok simply doesn’t like him. Not after MC came home all sad that Bitter Prince didn’t even want to see her. Who does he think he is to treat his sister like that? He dislikes him. He’s Bland Prince but even thinking of Prince Yoongi makes him taste bitter. Which is not good.

Of course, after a while he will go ahead and meet them. For now, these are his options based on what he’s heard from Mc, and others. His view might change drastically on the 6 potential partners for his sister.

Nightbringer :D Jobs Cutscenes

I did some digging and these are the combinations people have reportedly gotten cutscenes for. If you’ve gotten any that aren’t on here please let me know so we can add them

Classroom

Asmodeus + Diavolo

Lucifer + Satan

Courtyard

Satan + Beelzebub

Mammon + Asmodeus

Solomon + Barbatos

Colosseum

Diavolo + Barbatos

Lucifer + Barbatos

Beelzebub + Diavolo

Cafeteria

Mammon + Beelzebub

Solomon + Luke

Hallway

Simeon + Leviathan

Simeon + Beelzebub

Diavolo + Lucifer

Lucifer + Mammon

Asmodeus + Diavolo

Lab

Diavolo + Leviathan

Asmodeus + Simeon

Luke + Satan

Solomon + Beelzebub

Pool

Asmodeus + Belphegor

Mammon + Solomon

Mammon + Simeon

Satan + Belphegor

Clocktower

Simeon + Belphegor

Barbatos + Luke

Leviathan + Beelzebub

Solomon + Diavolo

Satan + Mammon

Satan + Leviathan

Student Council Room

Solomon & Simeon

Luke & Simeon

Beelzebub & Barbatos

BTS in : 🌸 Flower Boys 🌸

This world is different from the rest. Men are scarce, and only the wealthy can ever touch them. Like delicate Flowers, they must be kept in the Garden.

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Welcome to Flora.

A country far from the others of this world, and for a very good reason.

It is a country with both a blessing, and a curse.

It’s grass, is ever so green. Healthy and rich of color. The trees gift the most freshest, most purest air that is even sweet to smell. Breathing is a treat.

There is never a bad crops season. Flora is one of the wealthiest countries of this world, all because its soil is simply the best. No crop is ever bad. Always natural and healthy. Leading it to be more pricey than others, yet always promised to be exquisite.

The waters that surround this world, are nothing but transparent. Clean, and free of garbage that can damage its aquatic ecosystems. The fish swim happily, with no disturbance of pollution.

Flora had the wealth many of its neighbors envied.

There was one thing that they didn’t though. One thing that made Flora somewhat vulnerable.

Like said before, Flora has both a blessing, and a curse.

Men are scarce.

It is a strange trait of Flora. But over the years it has become nothing but normal.

The female population is at 90%. All while the males take up the remaining 10%.

No one knows why this is. Though the oldest living woman alive, along with some of the oldest written books, can somewhat give an answer.

Many call it a legend. A made up story to ease the curiosity of anyone who asks, wether it be an outsider, or a curious child. Others, call it history. A historic event, that gave this to Flora. That made Flora what it is. Nevertheless, it is a story that everyone knows.

The story of how Mother Nature, fell in love with a boy.

🌸 The story 🌸

The story is like many others, when it comes to love. It was love at first sight.

Mother Nature, who has the power to transform into a beautiful human, was once taking a walk.

Her bare feet touching the dirt, bringing it to life. She loved all of her creations. How the trees provide fresh air, and a shade of protection on a hot summer day. How the grass is like a cushion, for when you fall. Always softening the blow. It’s smell after a rainy day is always so pleasing. She never grows tired of it.

She loved the animals, who feasted, and appreciated her hard work. They were also the only ones who showed their love for her. How the beavers use the trees she made, to make a home of their own. Later on showing her with pride, waiting to hear her compliments of how well they did. How the bees search for her flowers to make their sweet honey. Treating her like their second queen, and thanking her by pollinating. It’s the least they can do, they say. The way a mother eagle, used the branches of her trees to make a home for her eaglets. Inviting her to see them hatch, and when they took their first flight.

She thought that this was the only love she would know. Until she met him.

A baby, left to fend for himself out here in the forest. The worn out basket that carried him, almost tilting over due to him squirming too much. He was so small, yet quite loud noises came out from him.

“Humans are awful beings.” Was what she thought. She would never leave her small creations to fend for themselves. Even her flowers are accompanied by others. Never alone.

She had never touched a human before, especially a small one, who she’s heard are called “baby”. A small baby boy, who stopped squirming the moment she came to view.

Perhaps it was his big eyes filled with wonder, and curiosity that pulled her in. He looked so innocent, like the shy fawns she happens to see at times. After a few minutes of looking at her, he giggled. A giggle that mixed well with the singing of the birds flying by. It tugged at her heart, making a set of white daisies grow on her long silky hair. Not only that, but the old looking basket, was suddenly coated in them too. She had never felt this way before.

There was this urge in her to have this baby safe. To keep him away from the storm that is making its way to the forest. But she also knows that she cannot keep him. She is a goddess who belongs here, nature is her home. This baby, is a human who needs to grow with his people. They both need to go and stay where they belong.

So she searched. She searched everywhere to find a perfect place for this boy. She asked the robins to fly around, see if they could find anything. She whispered to the butterflies, who also didn’t mind helping. She even came across a small mole, who offered to help.

A few hours passed by, and Mother Nature was worried. The storm will soon arrive and yet, no news about a potential home for the baby human. Her worries left, when an owl stopped by. She had heard about the news, and wanted to help. Her eyes known to be one of the best around. She had seen a small home not that far from where they were. A bit isolated from the town many know of, yet she saw a young human couple living there. A couple who didn’t seem to have a small human with them.

Perhaps that is what this baby needed. Two parents who can care, and love him. It sounded perfect. Part of her was also happy to hear that this baby will be surrounded by both people, and nature. Her.

She wasted no time in getting him there. Asking a passing deer to help her bring the basket to the door of the small home. She can’t nor wants to be seen. Even if there were only two people in this place.

She admits that the place looked cozy. This home was made with her trees, she could tell. Even the trees nearby seem to tell her that this was a happy place, she could hear them.

“They will be so happy!” One says. “We can finally have some action!” Another says. Claiming to be bored of just watching the couple walk in and out of their home.

She smiled, and watched as the deer left the basket near the door. Using its head to make a knocking sound, before dashing off to hide behind some bushes.

Mother Nature could only watch as the human woman opened the door. Confused and surprised when she saw the beautiful basket of daisies, along with a baby boy. Picking him up, she called for her partner. A tall young man, who seemed a bit tired. A tree mentioned how he goes to town early in the mornings. The sun barely out, yet he leaves to work with a small smile on his face. He must be a hard worker, and a loving partner.

His eyes grew wide, seeing the baby in her arms. Both talking for what seemed like hours. It wasn’t until the sound of thunder ended their discussion. The man placed his hand on the baby’s head. The woman brought him closer to her chest.

He had been accepted.

Years passed, and the boy grew older. Mother Nature knew, because in reality she never left him. Always watching from afar, or asking some bunnies to take a look at how the boy was doing.

One thing was for sure, was that the boy was beautiful.

Long eyelashes that brushed against his cheeks. Giving gentle pecks to them when he blinked. His eyes green like the grass that she so loved. Their awe and curiosity have not left, she can tell. His skin was soft, and delicate like hers. Seeing him smile, made her grow sunflowers once.

Not only was he beautiful, but he loved her. He loved the nature she created, and the one thing she loved the most about him, was his love for flowers.

Since little he would pick them unlike anyone else. Gently, and whispering loving words to the Daffodils. He even once kissed a Rose, making it blush a deeper red than its petals. He would apologize to the Peonies when he was close to stepping on them, and would hum a soothing lullaby to the Marigolds. He loved flowers, and they all loved him.

They always squealed with excitement when his name was mentioned. All happy to hear of him. They bloomed faster, and filled the home with their gentle, sweet smell whenever the boy would approach them.

His love for flowers was what gave her an idea.

A flower. She would turn into a flower, to be as close to him as possible. To receive all the love he has, and take it all for herself.

With the help of some squirrels, she got what she wanted. The boy found her, and took her with him. Every day, and every night, she would be admired by him. His beautiful voice soothed her to sleep, and his beautiful yawn was what woke her in the mornings. Beautiful. Everything beautiful.

Years passed. And she was considered a miracle. A masterpiece. A wonder. She had not withered, and the boy was as beautiful as ever. She would have never thought it would become a problem...

Until people in town began to talk.

Everyone knew about the beautiful boy. How the women in town stared at him, and how the men in town hated him.

How dare he be so beautiful? It was making every man jealous.

And jealously, can turn anyone into a monster.

In attempt to get rid of him, the beautiful man was constantly attacked. Always seen as a threat to the other men in town. Their wives, girlfriends, and sisters all wanted him. Causing fights between women. The town was slowly losing control due to the man’s beauty.

He suffered a lot. The days he would cry, were the days Mother Nature felt bitter. How dare the other humans hurt him? How dare they fight for him, and not just love him?

The beautiful man left the town. It was probably for the best. But he took Mother Nature with him. She would be his companion.

Years passed, and the beautiful man had found a wife. He had fallen in love with a simple woman. She seemed to love him for who he was, and not for his looks. Mother Nature was pleased and happy.

Until the thorns of jealousy found their way into the man’s life again.

His love for flowers had never vanished. He would always make time for them, always speak to them as sweet as ever. Especially Mother Nature. He would always speak to her so lovingly.

That it began to bother his wife.

Her husband seemed to love a flower more than her. That was ridiculous!

Her attempts to distract him, lead to failures. Making their relationship suddenly turbulent and filled with arguments. She wanted him to stop loving flowers. Which he refused to do.

Thinking that it would somehow distract him, she got pregnant. Perhaps a baby will be what brings them together again. Make him forget about that stupid flower.

But again, it all failed. Making her go mad.

She woke up one night. It was dark, and the light of the moon barely helped her find the knife.

With tears in her eyes, she looked down at the beautiful man. And then at her. The flower sitting by the window.

She killed him.

Envy had won this war, and everyone around was breaking. Mother Nature woke up, to see red covering the floor. Like a trail of red roses, she followed it to see the beautiful body. Limp, and pale. Her love had not withered. It had been taken. Taken because of human “love”.

She transformed. Revealing herself to the killer, and cursed not only her, but the rest of the people. Everyone who touched her ground would be cursed.

All sons, born after that day, would belong to her. Some, she will turn into flowers, and others she would simply take away. Never to be found again. All will belong to her, and only her. Because who could ever love them like she loved that beautiful man?

And with that, the so called story reaches its end. Mother Nature mourns, and curses the land the following decades. Slowly decreasing the amount of men born in the land.

And with that, the story reaches it’s somewhat strange end.

Back to Flora 🌸

A strange story, because there are many men in this country. Times change, and foreigners come and go. Mixing was inevitable.

The 10% of men population mentioned are those ONLY born in Flora. Florians, to be exact.

Sure, if a foreigner male wants to live in Flora they can. They can have their own family and all, but it is rare when a son is born.

It’s probably that curse, which seemed to curse women more than the males. A Florian woman is more likely to have a daughter, than a son.

If a woman has a son...well, that is a different story now.

Like said before, it is a blessing and a curse.

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Their savory relationships

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Sweet and Sour

(This is my first time doing any like...aesthetic mood boards or like...anything like that so I apologize if these aren’t good (;*△*;) )

Sweet and Sour. Jimin and Taehyung. Both royal prince’s of their respective kingdom, yet they can’t seem to decide. By that I mean that they’re always visiting one another. One day it’s Jimin asking his guards to escort him to see Taehyung, and other times Taehyung gets on his horse, and rushes over to Jimin on a random afternoon.

Their parents are glad their son’s get along and all, but there should be limits. Like, no venturing out into the forest at night to catch fireflies and stare at the moon. Or atleast give a heads up that you’re leaving, and not have the whole kingdom on a search mission. This happened when Jimin went to see Taehyung. The whole Sweet Kingdom stopped functioning and began to search for their lost prince. Jimin was in a lot of trouble that day, when he came back with a basket of limes he and Taehyung had collected.

They’re the best of friends. They’re like two sour gummy bears that are stuck hand in hand.Like the exciting taste of apple slices with caramel that both enjoy as a snack. (Taehyung has a preference for green apples, while Jimin prefers Fuji apples or Gala.) But you get it! You get how perfectly they blend.

When they first met, back when they were 7 or so, Jimin thought Taehyung was another member of the Sweet Kingdom. Again, he didn’t have bright green hair like the Sour King and Queen. His hair was more...calmer. Minty, and sweet. Like the color of mint chewing gum, mint chocolate, or matcha rice candy.

He didn’t expect for him to be Prince of the Sour Kingdom. Nevertheless, they got along quite well. Taehyung was more bubbly and talkative than shy Jimin was. Which was good because that would later help him go more outside, than stay in his room. While Taehyung had a more adventurous side, Jimin helped balance it out by being the careful one.

There are times where even at this age of young adults, Jimin and Taehyung become young boys again. Chasing after eachother, or playing hide and seek.

There are few times where they brag about how close they are. When they win as a team, or when someone comments how they sync their movements, as if they had previously choreographed it. They both smile, and claim to be “Soulmates”.

Other times, their connection just happens without them knowing. Like when Jimin just simply back hugs Taehyung with no reason. He just hugs him. Or when Taehyung wipes some whipped cream off of Jimin’s pink lips using his thumb, to later lick it off. The act so bold, and even romantic to some of the people that witness this.

Some maids who work for the sweet kingdom run love being around the two prince’s. Internally squealing at the treat they see 👀

Two handsome boys having such fun with one another...the ultimate dream.

Sweet and Spicy

Something... happens when Jimin and Jungkook are together.

Sweet little mochi boy has this...fiery change. A bit more rebellious, and that’s perhaps because Jungkook is a menace. No don’t get me wrong! He’s a menace in...a playful way.

Sure, with girls he’s shy to the bone, and he also was when he first met Jimin. But after a few years of spending time together, Shy boy Jungkook is just a distant memory to Jimin. Both now run around and cause trouble. Sneaky boys back when they were around 14 or so, the perfect age to cause chaos. Entering forbidden rooms, or running around the palace barefoot.

In most of their visits, it’s Jungkook who visits Jimin the most. Unable to unstick himself from the sticky sweetness of Jimin’s personality. While Jimin enjoys that thrill Jungkook makes him feel, like the Spicy meat both enjoy. Much to Jimin’s surprise, because he wasn’t much a fan of spicy food. But when both decided to combine spicy and sweetness together, both were like

😳 “IT’S GOOD!”

And now they just eat that nonstop. Jungkook loving meat in general ( 👀)

while Jimin loves the sweet caramelized coating around the chicken. They also enjoy cinnamon. Cinnamon gum, cinnamon tea, that sweet yet spicy taste.

While Jungkook may not be as close as Jimin and Taehyung are, he’s quick to make a trio with them. Quickly befriending Taehyung, after Taehyung was announced to be the Prince of The Sour Kingdom.

Jimin treats Jungkook like a brother. Much like with Taehyung, but Jungkook is different. Jimin has a younger brother you see. One who does not have pastel pink hair, but a pastel orange. Jungkook may not have pastel orange hair, but he just reminds Jimin so much of his little brother. It’s hard to not baby him.

Which Jungkook doesn’t seem to mind. (Being babied will become one of his favorite things.)

Anyways! If they were trouble before, then once Taehyung is in, buckle up.

Adorbs

Written by : Theclouddreamer

MC Reader x Hamster Hybrid Jimin!

BTS Hybrid AU!/ Mainly fluff/ comfort/ Dwarf Hamster! Jimin / Ferret! Taehyung/ Friendly Neighbor! Namjoon / Best Friend! Hoseok & Jin / Street Cat! Yoongi / Chinchilla! Jungkook/ soft moments/slice of life/ bit of angst/ Slight Abandonment issues/ mentioning of depression/ anxiety/ bullying / other artists mentioned later on

Just some scenarios? drabbles? Idk just short stories of the life of MC with her very adorable hybrid, Jimin.

Work done by me! Theclouddreamer! Pls don’t steal o(TヘTo)

Going to school was never easy. Waking up early, walking to school, staying there for what felt like YEARS, only to go back home and repeat the cycle again. What made it worse, was that last night, it snowed. The first snow of the month. Temperatures were beginning to go down, and walking was going to be a nightmare.

Moving around in your two room apartment wasn’t easy. You were careful to not make any noise, to not wake him up. Waking him up will only make this Monday harder than it should be.

“Crap. My snow boots!” You thought. Looking towards you room, and the closed room next to it. Taking a deep breath, you walked to your room as quiet as you could.

Thankfully you knew where your snow boots were located, you opened your closet and internally groaned. You didn’t expect (or forgot) that they were on the top corner of your closet. You were going to have to try your best to reach for them, without dropping them. A hard task, but one you were going to have to try.

With a silent “I got this” you outstretched your arm, and with the tip of your fingers, you slowly began to move the first boot towards you. You would catch it mid air, and hopefully not make any- aaand you missed.

The loud sound of the thick snow boot hit hard on your wooden floor. There was no way that noise went unheard.

You closed your eyes shut, staying still as if that would help in any way.

“.....”

Nothing.

Seems like he didn’t wake up.

You let out a sigh of relief, and just as you were reaching for the second boot, you heard a click of the other room opening.

“____?”

A croaky, yet gentle voice of a young man was heard.

You slowly turned around to see who you had woken up.

Jimin.

Your dwarf hamster hybrid.

His light brown hair was all over the place, that it completely hid his small ears. Fluffy and soft looking, to compliment his soft and delicate features. Porcelain like skin, with no imperfections, and rosy pink lips that looked fuller than usual. His chocolate brown eyes barely open, due to just waking up, yet you could still get lost in them. Jimin had very beautiful eyes.

Rubbing his left eye, the sleepy hybrid eyed you up and down. Seeing you all dressed up had him waking up faster.

His sleepy expression suddenly turning sad. Lips slightly pouting, before turning them into a frown. A look of hurt was what he was giving you now.

“You’re leaving again?” He asked. Sounding heartbroken, and so fragile.

“Chimchim...” you said. Using one of the many nicknames you have for him. You approached him and cupped his chubby cheeks. Those squishy and soft cheeks you love to poke or gently squish.

“I told you that I have to go to school. I’ll be back in the afternoon.” You said. Smiling in hope that that would help cheer him up.

He let out a hum, and raised his hands to hold your wrists. Making sure you keep cupping his face. He always seemed to love your gentle touches.

“Do you have to?” He asked. Looking directly at you. His brown eyes now looking a bit glassy.

“I promise I’ll be back in the afternoon. I always come back in the afternoon, remember?” You reminded him of your schedule again. Ever since you adopted him, and before you went back to school, you had reminded him that your clases always end at 3 or so.

You were a Senior Highschool student, that was preparing for finals. You’ve been getting busier day by day, yet you’ve always made it on time.

Jimin nodded. Of course he knows. He just doesn’t want you to leave. He misses you so much. The moment you walk out of that door, there’s this fear of you never coming back. That you’ll abandon him like his last owner. He doesn’t want that. Not when he’s loved you since day one.

“I’ll be back soon. Besides, you sleep throughout most of the day!” You teased. Trying to cheer up the situation. Though you weren’t wrong. As a hamster hybrid, Jimin was more active at night than in the day. He’s more slow, and is usually asleep while you’re up and about. In the four months he’s lived here with you, he’s been slowly trying to grow accustomed to your schedule.

He sometimes succeeds, and sometimes fails.

“It’s not the same without you here. You think it’s easy, but it’s not. I sleep better when you don’t leave.” He huffed. Finally showing a bit of his stubbornness that he was too shy about before. He’s slowly becoming more confident in being himself with you, which you don’t mind at all. You’ve taken a liking to his sassy remarks, his stubborn attitude at times, and even his sudden rants when watching a show together.

“Jimin, look at me.” You said, holding back on laughing. You seriously found it amusing when he got like this.

“I promise I’ll be back. Can you promise me you’ll be good, and wait for me?”

“...” he averted his eyes, from yours. His action reminding you of a kid pretending to be mad, when they couldn’t get their way.

“Chimchim?” You ask again.

“I...I promise.” He finally said. Looking down at his fluffy yellow pajama pants. He loved soft and fluffy things, they always calmed him down.

Your relationship is built on these little promises. Both fulfilling them without fail.

Jimin dropped his shoulders in defeat, and let you get ready to head of to school.

Of course, he still didn’t leave your side as you went back to the kitchen.

He helped you get your backpack, and double checked if you had packed your lunch.

“Alright! I’m ready to go!” You said, fist bumping the air, hyping yourself up for the cold walk that awaits you.

“Are you not going to be cold?” Jimin asked.

“Nah, I’ll be fine!” You said, giving him a cheeky smile. You felt yourself momentarily breathless when he smiled back. Jimin’s smiles were sweet, and filled with so much adoration. It made you blush at how he didn’t hide the fact that he cared for you very deeply. You weren’t just his owner, you were his best friend. His companion. His home.

“Have a good day at school. You’ll do great, like always.” He said. His hand reaching up to pat your head, like an older brother would. The action making your cheeks grow warm.

“Mhm.” You nodded. Unable to form words at the moment.

You slowly backed away to open the door.

“Alright, I-I’m off!” You said.

“Okay.” Jimin chuckled, waving a bit before you closed the door.

Both of you let out a sigh.

Today was another day.