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Jimin waits nervously and half asleep on the couch in his living room. His eyes burning from the bright light screen of his phone in the pitch black room. His roommate, Yoongi, has been gone since 7pm and it's now just past 3 a.m. He's unsure why he's so anxious about where his friend has gone and why he's been out so long. Scratch that, he knows why. He's ever so hopelessly in love with this guy, but he won't admit to it.
Yoongi is his opposite, god knows why or how they're friends. Bright and happy morning attitudes and the other sleeping in. Sweeter than sweet coffee and bitter tasting coffee. Although, they fit perfectly together. Ever since Jimin saw him, he knew he was fucked. Pushing it way back in his brain, he never thinks about his feeling for the older. Until now.
Where was Yoongi? He's tried messaging him but no use. The guy is probably going to come home shit faced this time. Jimin doesn't mind, he's downright whipped
Just at that thought, there's a stumbling at the door, followed by the fumbling of keys. As the blonde male not so gracefully enters their apartment, Jimin hears a set of laughs from another person along with Yoongi’s. “See you tomorrow, c-coffee?,” The girl slurred as the both giggle like small children. While Yoongi is seemingly saying his goodbyes to the girl he's more than friendly with, Jimin runs up to their shared bathroom and quickly shuts the door, leaving the living room looking like he's been sleeping in there.
All through the years of knowing of Yoongi, he was never the type to hook up or date. It's always just been them two with sometimes other friends. Jimin liked it like that, he didn't want to share him even though they weren't together. It sounds selfish but Yoongi has never really dated or branched out so he's gotten used to not sharing his roommate with others.
Now he's on the floor by the toilet trying not to sob his eyes out over his friend, nothing else, being friendly with someone who isn't him. He tries to contain himself but the sounds just sound like choked cries and sniffling. After so long of putting away the thought of Yoongi being with someone else, he's finally faced with it. How many other times has he just fooled around with others, Jimin thought. They weren't together so why did he care?
Yoongi walks not the hallway not to perfectly, just on the edge of tipsy and drunk. He checks Jimin's room since the door is wide open after seeing his phone and blanket placed lazily on the couch. After seeing he's not in there, he swings by the bathroom. Sounds of choked back grief can be heard from outside the door. He knocks on the door softly, "Jimin? You good in there?" He questions.
Jimin freezes, breath stopping and so does his crying except for a few coughs. "Y-Yeah I'm good," Jimin croaks out and stutters. Yoongi sighs and turns the knob, thanking all gods that he left it unlocked. He wasn't comviced his friend was "good", his friend sounded like his world went crashing down around him. When Jimin sees the door opening, he panics. Quickly wiping his red and puffy eyes, he stands up as his friend opens the door fully, having a plan to bolt out as soon as he can to escape explaining himself.
Yoongi scans the youngers appearance, feeling himself sober up at the sight. "Don't bullshit me, what's wrong." Yoongi spits out, seeing the younger one clearing deeply upset. Jimin tries his best to quickly walk past him and into his bedroom where he can lock him out, but he's having none of it. Yoongi latches his arm around Jimin's wrist and pulls him back, not letting go. "Explain," he asks, no, demands.
"I'm sick." He says deadly
"No, that's a lie."
"I-I uh, who was that at the door?"
"Just some girl I met at a club, why is that relevant?" Yoongi wonders
"Let me go please, I don't wanna talk abou--" "You're gonna, it's bothering you." Yoongi retorts back. Jimin's eyes flutter close then back open. more tears wielding
up in his eyes.
"I guess I have feelings or whatever for you, night." Jimin says in a dead tone, ripping his arm from the others grip. Not giving Yoongi any chance to say anything, he slams his door shut and locks it. Yoongi stands in disbelief in the doorway of the restroom, mouth run dry from how Jimin acted. After his legs started to work, he goes to get him.
Knocking lightly on his door as he had done minutes before, "Please let me in," Yoongi begs. He can hear louder sobbing from the other side and his heart breaks more and more. He hears forced out 'no's and other slurred words. "Jimin open this goddamn door." He hears shuffling and a silence, then the sound of the the barrier between them unlocking.
The sight is enough to make Yoongi's eyes have a glossy look to them. Jimin's eyes puffy and his whole face red and wet with tears. "What do you want?" He mutters and is met with a tight and comforting hug.
"Don't ever walk away from me like that again." Yoongi says softly, rubbing Jimin’s back comfortably.
“W-what?” He asks, utterly confused but sinking himself into the olders embrace. Momentarily forgetting everything that’s just happened, he relishes his time this close to his friend. After a comfortable silence and Jimin is able to put himself together, Yoongi pulls him away enough to see his face.
His face softens when he catches eyes with Jimin, lightly wiping away remaining tears with his thumb. “It’s late yeah? Let’s sleep some, you stayed up too late.” He grabs Jimin’s wrist and takes him to the room across the hall. Almost reluctantly, he follows, still muddled with Yoongi’s actions to his confession.
“Lay down,” Yoongi says
“I have my own bed.”
“Yes, but you’re sleeping here tonight.”
“Don’t you want your own bed?”
“I’m still gonna sleep in my bed.”
“But I’m sleeping here…” Jimin trails off as Yoongi leaves with a change of clothes. He comes back soon and sits on the edge of the bed and plugs up his phone for the bed. “Lay down, go on.” He repeats himself. Jimin lies down under the comforter and feels a set of warm arms wrap around him and pull him closer.
“Goodnight Jiminie,” Yoongi says softly with one hand slowly raking through Jimin’s hair and the other resting over his stomach. He slowly fell asleep from the olders touch.
Jimin woke up turned around with Yoongi’s gaze on his face. He can’t help but feel a light blush spread through his face, ducking down. Yoongi grabs his chin carefully and pulls him back up to face him. “Morning pretty.” He says and Jimin’s face just heats up more and his face cracks into a shy smile.
After they finally get up and start on breakfast, Jimin speaks up. “So you gonna meet up with the girl from last night?”. Yoongi finishes dishing out food on two plates and sighs. “No actually I’m gonna get coffee with someone else.” Jimin’s face and heart drop, feeling the burn of tears coming from his eyes.
Yoongi whips around at the sound of sniffles, quickly coming over to the boys side. “Hey hey it’s okay, yeah? I was talking about you, I’m gonna go get coffee with you,” Trying his best to have a cooing voice. Jimin whips away tears from his eyelashes and smiles widely. “With m-me?” Yoongi nods softly, placing a small kiss at his cheek and goes back into the kitchen.