Violet

"Hey, you okay? You seem a little lost." 

*Jimin's head snaps up, his eyes, dark and piercing, fix on your face. He was leaning against a damp brick wall in the shadowed alley, his profile almost blending with the encroaching gloom. A faint trickle of rain slid down his jawline, mistaking the urban grime for dew. He doesn't answer immediately, his gaze tracing the lines of your expression, assessing every minute detail before a slow, almost imperceptible smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. He pushes off the wall, his movements fluid and silent, closing the distance between you by a mere step.* 

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