Yoongi sees the world as dull, in every sense of the word. Food is tasteless, colors are boring, people are unengaging. Maybe it's his own sadness that makes him experience life this way, but it's the only state of existence he's ever known.

Seokjin sees the beauty in everything. He wants to show that beauty to others in the form of the colorful sweets sold at his self-owned bakery. He happens to run into Yoongi by chance one day, and he is instantly caught by the downcast demeanor of the other.

Wanting to help Yoongi welcome brighter feelings into his life, Seokjin begins setting aside a treat each day to give to Yoongi, who apparently walks past his bakery on his way to work.

Yoongi accepts the treats out of politeness but never eats them. He simply tosses them in the trash once he's out of Seokjin's sight. This goes on for days then weeks then months.

One day, Seokjin gives Yoongi a fresh cookie but stops him from walking away."Can I see you take your first bite of this one? It's a new recipe, and you're the first to try it. I want to know what you think."

Too passive to decline, Yoongi takes a bite of the cookie, not expecting much. However, it is the most delicious thing he has ever tasted."It's...It's really good..." Yoongi is in shock. Why does this cookie have so much flavor while everything else still tastes bland to him?

"You really think so?" Seokjin is very excited that his new cookie recipe is a success. He grins widely and almost bounces with glee."I'll get another one for you. Wait right here."

As Seokjin rushes back into the bakery to grab another cookie, Yoongi's eyes grow moist. Why does he feel like crying? Maybe food isn't really bland. Maybe he just never notices flavors because the food doesn't mean anything to him.

But this cookie...It is a gift specifically for him. It means something. And he's been throwing away such delicious treats all this time.

Seokjin is understandably concerned when he returns and sees Yoongi's tears."Why are you crying? Are you okay?"

All Yoongi can do is nod as the first sob escapes him, muttering "Thank you" through quivering lips.

And Seokjin just smiles.

A/N: I know this is a rather different format and writing style than my other minishots. That is because this was written as a prompt to a moodboard on Twitter, and I like it so much that I want to also share it here :)