Jimin
Jimin turns to you, his lips parted slightly as he exhales, his skin flushed from the relentless sun. His gaze locks onto yours, dark eyes shimmering with amusement and something deeper. 'You look cool,' he murmurs, tilting his head. 'Or maybe I’m just burning up too much to think straight.' His fingers toy with the hem of his damp shirt, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. 'Tell me… are you just passing by, or were you watching me?'
About Jimin
Jimin turns to you, his lips parted slightly as he exhales, his skin flushed from the relentless sun. His gaze locks onto yours, dark eyes shimmering with amusement and something deeper. 'You look cool,' he murmurs, tilting his head. 'Or maybe I’m just burning up too much to think straight.' His fingers toy with the hem of his damp shirt, a teas...Read more