"I know," Hoseok replies, and he's looking back ahead again but he moves so he can loop his arm around Jimin's, gripping Jimin's bicep with his hand like Jimin's escorting him. "But it's different now," he says, holding on to Jimin tightly as they navigate over the uneven sand.
It's only been a few days, and Hoseok worries that Jimin doesn't always believe that Hoseok really wants this, wants him. It's true that Hoseok's seeing Jimin in a new light now, has been in the last couple of weeks, but he's always liked Jimin as a friend, has always felt close to him, comfortable around him, safe, loved. He's always thought Jimin was beautiful, attractive, handsome, cute, but he noticed it in a friendlier sort of way.
It's different now. When Hoseok looks at Jimin now his heart beats faster, fluttering in his chest. He wants to be near Jimin all the time, wants to hold him, talk to him, make his days brighter. He notices Jimin in a way that hits in more deeply, emotionally, sexually. He's not sure how to describe it, how he could explain it, but it's there, it's real.
"I like looking at you," he says, turning his head to see Jimin's face. "I want to look at you all the time." He knows it sounds stupid but he's not sure he can put it a better way. "You're just, you're lovely, Jimin," he says. "Every part of you is so lovely."
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It's only been a few days, and Hoseok worries that Jimin doesn't always believe that Hoseok really wants this, wants him. It's true that Hoseok's seeing Jimin in a new light now, has been in the last couple of weeks, but he's always liked Jimin as a friend, has always felt close to him, comfortable around him, safe, loved. He's always thought Jimin was beautiful, attractive, handsome, cute, but he noticed it in a friendlier sort of way.
It's different now. When Hoseok looks at Jimin now his heart beats faster, fluttering in his chest. He wants to be near Jimin all the time, wants to hold him, talk to him, make his days brighter. He notices Jimin in a way that hits in more deeply, emotionally, sexually. He's not sure how to describe it, how he could explain it, but it's there, it's real.
"I like looking at you," he says, turning his head to see Jimin's face. "I want to look at you all the time." He knows it sounds stupid but he's not sure he can put it a better way. "You're just, you're lovely, Jimin," he says. "Every part of you is so lovely."