?if you're from the states then how
can you speak fluent korean??
?bitch, do i look like i'm white??
? TSUMSUKI, formerly luvlyjinwoo ; all rights reserved
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[M] [ yuhhh smut in this chapter kids so hold onto your cowboys hats 🤠🤠 ]
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a heavy breath left jimin's lips as he stared at the computer screen with little to no interest. his chin rested in his palm, elbow pressing against the surface of his desk. the light from the screen illuminated white rays onto his face as the rest of his room engulfed him in darkness.
he had been in that position the last few hours, and being stuck in the cycle of looking at different arts colleges in america was definitely not jimin's favorite way to spend his weekend.
he barely saw yoongi after school and on free days anymore as his time had began to dwindle applying and writing essays to places he didn't want to be if yoongi wasn't there.
in the past week alone he had applied to three different schools, and in a few days he'd bed visiting seoul to audition for a school in new york. the days were blurring and meshing together, and jimin and all his friend were growing up.
birthdays passed and holidays occurred. and in two months a chapter of his life would be completed. but he didn't want to focus on that and instead his mind was refilled with thoughts that stressed him beyond belief. the weary feelings and thoughts were eating him alive, almost. sleep no longer existed in jimin's universe and romance was practically dead.
at first jimin thought that his life had been lacking yoongi due to the fact that they both were busy. but eventually, jimin realized he had begun to stray away from the man he loved. he was subconsciously rehearsing a life without yoongi who spent time at tutoring sessions and with hoseok doing god-knows-what. but jimin trusted him with yoongi when he was missing.
jimin longed to be touched by him again. he wanted to feel his strong arms around his waste and his thin lips pressed against his. moments together were far and few, and in a few months time, they would be nonexistent.
but jimin never let the thoughts get the best of him. instead, he returned to worrying of tuition and book costs (although he had no idea how he could possibly need books at an art school). the ravenette blew his fringe out of his face and continued to strain his eyes as they were transfixed on the screen in front of him. he wanted more than anything to text his boyfriend at that very moment, but yoongi seemed to beat him to it.
