"so... kim seokjin right?"

seokjin perked up to the jimin's gentle voice. honestly he was happy to hear someone other than jungkook. 

"ne, my name is kim seokjin. please take care of me." seokjin bowed and smiled.

jimin giggled and reached out to turn seokjin. the blind boy had bowed to a wall.

seokjin flushed red once again with embarrassment. 

"ah sorry my bad." seokjin bowed once more. 

"jinnie you don't have to apologize. you're too sweet hyung."

seokjin felt jimin's hand slowly slid off his shoulder and jumped a little when the other had booped his nose.

"by the way my name is park jimin!"

seokjin smiled and reached forward to grab his hand which jimin gladly took.

jimin made sure to walk in a straight line with seokjin following. after a few seconds they successfully made it to the table they were going to work at.

when both were seated, seokjin heard the rustling of the other. jimin was preparing the materials needed to finish the day's class work. 

being the curious boy he has always been, seokjin wanted to connect with every tutor. he found it exciting to meet new people and what better way to make new lasting friends than knowing who they are by touch. 

with jungkook, seokjin didn't have time or the effort to feel for that pervy individual. the blind boy only knew jungkook by his large, calloused, but warm hands and broad chest from the incident before. seokjin had enough with that boy for the day.

with jimin, seokjin wanted to properly understand and recognize his features, so that he can automatically tell its jimin. 

"um jimin?"

"yeah?" the rustling stopped and pages began to flip. 

"before we actually start, can i touch your face?"

jimin paused what he was doing and turned towards the other, gazing at the beauty's features. seokjin had beautiful big eyes that were glazed over by a film hindering his vision, glowing skin and a little blush that jimin found adorable. he automatically smiled and reached for seokjin's hands. 

"of course you can!" jimin lifted seokjin's soft delicate hands to his face and released them when seokjin knew where he was. 

seokjin stroked the younger's cheeks, soon mapping out his nose, eyes, and finally lips, later traveling to his ears and then neck. when his fingers reached jimmies' hairline, seokjin stopped. 

"jimin what color is your hair?"

"orange."

"what does orange um ... look like?" jimin thought for a moment, but soon replied.

"it's a lighter shade than your hair color which is hazel" seokjin frowned.

"no replace the sight with other senses." seokjin pointed to his eyes, implying the obvious.

"ah alright..." jimin continued, " hmm... the smell of cinnamon and pumpkin spices. leaves crumbling beneath your feet and the wind blowing against your face, complementing the warm glow of the sun. sitting by the fire..."

seokjin started to massage jimin's hair, feeling each strand and envisioning the color of orange.

the unusual warm and gentle color.

"mmmm i wish could see it." seokjin frowned for a moment, but then smiled and released jimin's hair.

"ok lets continue shall we?" 

i'm so busy with school tf