#/ GIBEOM & JIMIN pending .

[astresung-archived-blog]

            THERE ARE TIMES WHEN THEY CROSS PATHS  ;   when jimin needs a break  ,   a breath of fresh air   ;   when the streets of seoul are a comfort to the roaring in his ears   ;   &  imagine his surprise when he catches sight of a familiar stature  ,   of big round eyes &   bunny teeth.   ‘    . . . are you going to just keep avoiding me for the rest of your life?   ’    head tilts to the side.  they’ve been through so much  &  yet ,   gibeom still refuses to talk about it.   //  @herayth

[solornearchived-blog]

                    HE DOESN’T KNOW WHY HE’S HERE.   /    usually ,   bae jimin avoided all densely populated areas like the plague  ---  lord knows he   hates   the bustling  ,   the screaming children  ,  their  lack   of attentive parents    ;    yet ,  there he was  ,   carrying about three bags on his body   (     two cross body ones at his torso   ,    seungju’s fanny pack strapped around his waist    )     ,     currently holding a large ,  half-eaten hot dog in hand   ;   though his mind is no longer occupied by it   ---   golden honeyed gaze attentive suddenly  ,   as he smells the faintest of little scents with his wolf-like nose    ;    head tilted as he glances o’er  &  spies it --- spies him   ,    with a bright orange backpack strapped to his small form ,  a long snake like rope with a handle on it flowing out behind him.   yoo gibeom.   yoo gibeom was loose at disneyland  &  such is a  very concerning  sight to behold.   gaze would glance back downward at his food again   ,   a little forlornly .    he should mind his business.  he should pretend like he didn’t just see his childhood friend  ,   the smallest runt in the pack of mutants rush by ,  unattended  ---  but jimin wasn’t one to let loose pups roam about  ,   &  was even less   inclined to do so when it came to someone like gibeom.  so he’d sigh  ---  tosses the food into a nearby trash bin  &  breaks into a quick jog    ;    his quick footing allowing for him to catch up  &  reach outward  ,   hooking a hand onto the leash  ,   &  skids to a halt   .    ‘    . . . where are y’ hyungs  ,   beom-ah  ?   ’   // @herayth