????? one shots 《 CLOSED 》

A/N: Just moving this here as well o u o ahe i'm really ashamed with this one though but oh well, i remembered that i wrote this one when i was really hyper cause i ate lots of chocolates before going to bed o u o ahe so just enjoy c:

"I swear to God Namjoon, how many times do I have to tell you that I hate converse high tops! OR ANYTHING THAT YOU LIKE!"

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"Namjoon, how many times do I have to tell you that I hate converse high tops! OR ANYTHING THAT YOU LIKE!"

"Oh come on, Suga hyung converse high is the best thing that humans ever made!"

"Whatever, you got no swag."

With that, I left Namjoon all alone and head outside to breathe some fresh air. Seriously guys, don't you agree with me? There's nothing special with converse high, right? Namjoon is just obsessed with those kind of things, he got no swag. Yeah. Swag. I'm Min Yoongi aka Suga the swag master ya know-

"Suga hyung!" I heard someone called out my name.

Oh I didn't have to turn around to know who it was,

"Kiddo," I said once I turned around, facing him.

The said kid pouted cutely at me as he made his way towards me.

"Hyung, I'm not a kid! Jungkookie is the only kid here!" he whined as he cross his arms in front of his chest stubbornly.

I chuckled, Cute.

"You're still a kid, Jimin."

"Whatever, but I got something for you!" he excitedly announces as he showed me the paper bag he had in hand. He gaved me the bag and told me to open it and so I did.

"Jimin, uh.. Converse high tops?" I asked as I pulled the black shoes out of the paper bag and eyed it.

In the corner of my eye, I can see Jimin nodding his head chilidishly as he pointed at something on the ground.

I look down and found him wearing a converse high that looks the same as the one I had in hand.

"Hyung, do you like it? I really live converse high you know." he announced. "And I think it will look good on you, you'll look great wearing that!"

I bit down on my lip as I try to stop myself from squealing because my long-time crush is praising me and actualky telling me that I am good looking - well wearing the kind of shoes I hate the most.

Yes, I hate converse. I prefer Jordan but, if Jimin says so...

"Oh yes Jimin, thank you very much I love these!"

"You're welcome, hyung! Now put it on!"

"Right now?"

"Yes!"

"As in now?"

"Yes yes!"

"As in now? Now?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"As in now? Now? No-"

"Hyung." he whined and I chuckled at his cuteness.

Park Jimin will be the death of me.

So I did what he told and took off my pair of sneakers and put on the ones he bought me.

I looked at him and he smiled widely at me, he jumped into my arms and hugged my tigthly.

"I'm glad you like it hyung! Don't worry, I'll buy lots and lots of that for you in the near future."

"Jimin, you don't have to-"

"But I insist!" he cutted me off. "Let's get inside hyung, it's already getting chilly here."

I nodded in agreement and went inside the dorm.

I watched as the kid ran upstairs, Park Jimin is such a cute ball of fluff.

He's whole existence is full of innocence.

That's the reason why I love him.

Everything about him is perfect.

I won't hesitate to try to love the things I hate if it's for him.

"I thought you hate converse?" I heard Namjoon asked.

I turned to looked at him and smiled with a shrug,

"I changed my mind."