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Poured on the bar, all the wine in the glass spilled on the front of the lapel.And Min Yoongi somehow got out of the bar, sat on the bottom of his feet, and held his ankle tightly with one hand.

"Hey, Min Yoongi." Park Jimin looked up at the ceiling as dark as night.

"I'm afraid you will fly away." Min Yoongi's answer was harmless and innocent.

"What." He moved his legs casually, feeling that the other party wasn't joking, so Park Jimin could only say seriously, "I can't fly."

"Oh." Min Yoongi, who didn't struggle, let him go obediently.

"Did you see anything beautiful?" Park Jimin, who regained his sanity a little, sat up.

"Not so fast." Min Yoongi stood up suddenly, but staggered, his eyes were slightly opened, and countless stars fell into his eyes.

At this time, the two people who felt thirsty opened the drip pot, drank the remaining ice water in it, and squeezed to the water dispenser, each of them had a big cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Let's go."

"Huh? Where are you going?" Park Jimin looked at Min Yoongi in confusion.

"Now that you know it, you can't ignore it. I can't ask you to sleep in the subway station." Min Yoongi was rather hearty.

"Let's go." He walked to the door, opened it in one fell swoop, and the unexpected rain rushed in.Min Yoongi, whose shoulders were half wet by the heavy rain, took another half step back and looked back at Park Jimin.

Park Jimin looked outside the door as if it was pouring rain, then looked at Min Yoongi for a while, then walked over to hold the other side of the door, and suddenly smiled, "Are you afraid?"

Min Yoongi shook his head, "I'm beginning to discover the cruelty of this world."

"Go!"

Park Jimin ran into the rain first, and within a minute he was completely drowned.

"Come on! Min Yoongi!" He opened his arms and shouted at Min Yoongi, but most of it was covered by the sound of rain.

Summer rainstorms are always so violent and rapid, without warning.The torrential rain beat the ground, and the rain flew and the water splashed.The earth was steamed and boiled by an unknown fire, and it was foggy.The mud in the air rushed into his body, and the wind blew past his indulgent youth.

After locking the door, Min Yoongi turned around and rushed into the rain, raised his head to the sky, and let the rain lick him.

About to say something, Park Jimin found that the words were blocked back in his throat by the crazy rain.So he didn't say anything at all, and raised his head like him, silently watching the rain like arrows, the dark night sky like a wormhole, everything in the world would be reversed and absorbed.

"Did you feel it?"

"what!"

"rain!"

Under the violent storm, the two of them could only fight against each other by roaring.All the long-standing grievances broke out under the cover of the rain.Park Jimin only felt that the rain was very hot, but the wine in his stomach was cold and sour.The originally somewhat slack consciousness became extraordinarily clear at this moment.He was almost sure that the pills that Min Yoongi added to the wine just now were by no means as simple as effervescent tablets.But who cares?

Who cares whether he sleeps on the street tomorrow, or whether he can return home after studying!

He just wants to run, he just wants to jump, he just wants to scream!

But a sudden sense of fear choked his heart and lungs, so he turned around to ask Min Yoongi, but he could only see his pale and bewildered face clearly in his eyes.He carefully searched Min Yoongi's pupils, and almost fell into the abyss of the maze.

It turns out that every young soul is so disturbed.

"Park Jimin." Min Yoongi let out a low cry, and suddenly stood still in the rain.

"What's wrong?" Park Jimin also stopped in front of him, leaning halfway to see his mysterious look.

After a long period of silence, Min Yoongi suddenly moved.First, there was a simple body rhythm, and suddenly, as if a switch was triggered, the feet jumped rapidly.

Park Jimin wiped away the rain from his face, and stared at Min Yoongi who was going crazy at this time in surprise.That's right, he read that right, Min Yoongi is dancing!

"Hey! Are you crazy!!" Park Jimin laughed and shouted at Min Yoongi.

Min Yoongi also laughed.The naked leather jacket outlines the figure, adding a bit of chic and unrestrained.

"Park Jimin!"

"what!"

"Do you like to dance!"

"Of course!" Park Jimin's heart that had been silent for a long time was suddenly gently plucked.

"Do you like the stage?"

"Of course!"

Min Yoongi, who received an affirmative answer, smiled again.The steps under the feet are loose and well-regulated, with ease, accompanied by the rhythm of the rain, and the movements change from simple to complex, from slow to fast, from methodical to traceless.Park Jimin heard the torrential rain, but his eyes were fixed on the crazy Min Yoongi and he couldn't move away.Every step of his, every raising of his hand, every turn, every change of position, is so exciting.Even if he couldn't see his expression clearly, Park Jimin could silently put it together in his heart - that's what all dancers in the world have, pride.

"Park Jimin!" Min Yoongi made a perfect jump and turned over, water splashed into Park Jimin's eyes, shining brightly.Then he hooked his hands and said, "It's your turn."

"It's bright enough now."

Unknown heat flowed through the brain like electricity, and the heartbeat began to speed up.The cold white incandescent light hit his forehead, Park Jimin looked down at his soaked clothes, there was power in his body rushing and screaming.They say, free, free.

The feet began to dance unconsciously to Min Yoongi's beat, and the drum beat in his heart.The sound of crackling rain is no longer in my ears, but strange music with clear rhythm and unknown reason.Every muscle and every joint in the body seems to be infused with souls, and they are trying to tell themselves something.Park Jimin couldn't hear clearly, but he didn't want to hear clearly at all, so he simply let go and let his body lead his reason to continue.

The first to come up is POPPING.Muscles contract and relax rapidly, forming the unique rhythm of the body.The powerful vibration is contained under his explosive POP.Then he gets close to the earth almost instinctively, and doesn't even care if it is full of puddles.After a few extremely easy footwork, Park Jimin completely let go of his hands and feet.Windmills, loops, and tilting hands, power connections that are usually difficult to make in the practice room, are now easy to do in the rain, and it is easy to complete.

"Now that's right! This is called dancing!"

Park Jimin, who was happily doing a one-handed handstand, turned to look at Min Yoongi, who couldn't tell what was in front of him.It kept raining.The rain blurred his vision, and his clothes became sticky. The strange thing was that he didn't feel it at all. The excited Park Jimin even danced a ghost step that he didn't understand, blindly imitating the dance steps of the masked man in his memory, pattering under his feet Stamp hard to make a splash.

It was not enough to dance alone, he dragged back, grabbed Min Yoongi who was watching the excitement, and forced him and himself to pose as a pas de deux.They broke into the heavy rain unsuspectingly.So the good street dance turned into waltz and tango again, and turned into a nonsense of two people laughing and ignoring world affairs.

"Hey! Min Yoongi! Don't tickle me!"

"Then you can tickle me?" Min Yoongi yelled back like a child, but his subordinates were merciless.

"Ah, foul, foul!" Different from his soft voice in the past, Park Jimin laughed out loud, "Min Yoongi! Brother! Brother! I was wrong!"

Seeing that Min Yoongi was soft-hearted and wanted to let go, Park Jimin narrowed his smile and fought back.The two of them were like two little boys making a fuss again.

And when they gasped loudly and lay side by side in the rain stretching out their arms to the sky, Park Jimin felt as if he really...

"I saw it!" He retracted his hands excitedly and turned his head, his nose just touching Min Yoongi's cheek.

"I saw, wanted to see, beautiful things."

Min Yoongi lowered his eyelids to look at him, full of madness.

With just one look, just one look, the hot-headed Park Jimin moved lightly, raised his face tentatively, and slowly kissed him.

The moment the two lips met, the rain of arrows turned into a slow motion, like a piece of iron gradually turned red and soft when heated, twisted, and melted into the rich white chocolate in the dreamland, soft and silky, wrapped around the tip of the heart like satin.Park Jimin closed his eyes, there was no wind or rain around, everything became quiet and peaceful, cold and warm.

Suddenly something soft touched Park Jimin's upper lip.

The sound of rain came suddenly, like drums, like knives. On the uproarious ancient battlefield, the bloody bodies of gladiators were hung on the horns, and the red silk was flying in the air.When he stepped in again, [-] spectators applauded, cheered, and howled, like the sound of drums cracking in the yellow sand of the Warring States Period, and the sound of cold weapons being exchanged.

Min Yoongi was not stingy either, he put one hand on the back of Park Jimin's head while deepening the kiss.The mingling of words and tongues, everything entered the cold and dark cemetery in an instant, only the soft tongue, with the only remaining warmth in the world, was searching, longing, the primitive power from the center of the earth restrained him, captured him, Attack him with great strength, deter him, and wrap him around him with soft comfort.

Park Jimin felt like a fish out of water, suffocated all over his body, soaked in an inescapable despair.But he was clearly lying in the rain, with water all over his body.The bottomless deep water swallowed his throat, but he was still greedy for the sweetness he gave, tremblingly wanting more.

I don't know who started the entanglement first, who started the rogue first, and they didn't separate until both of them felt that it was difficult to breathe.And Min Yoongi looked straight at him, with a smile on his face, slowly stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his upper lip, then raised his eyebrows slightly.That look seems to say:

How about, Mytongue technology.

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When they woke up, the two fell asleep in front of a villa.

Park Jimin, who was lying on the concrete floor, woke up first, and found that the rain-soaked clothes were still tightly attached to his body.Min Yoongi, who had fallen asleep in front of him, rested his head on the steps, his whole body limply on the floor, still holding the key in his hand.

How did they... get here?The completely broken Park Jimin rubbed his temples, only remembering staying in SUG last night