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Being in college sucks.
Only good part? Park Jimin, a boy who was a dance major, a friend, love of his life and the best damn dancer in their college was his roommate in a small apartment they were renting together this year. The boy just about kills Yoongi with how adorable he is when he isn't dancing which turns him into a damn sex god.
He tries not to think about that though, it only gives him even more issues.
The one thing that Yoongi wasn't expecting though was that tonight - the night exam week began - Jimin would end up coming to his room. The fact he was wearing a white, fluffy sweater that was hanging over one of his shoulders that gave him sweater paws and almost covered the white boxer briefs that the younger was wearing almost killed him right there. His fluffy, sunset (that's the shade Yoongi had at least started calling it in his mind) orange hair that was sticking out all sorts of different ways. He could have sworn that he had died on the spot from how adorable the younger looked.
That was until he saw the tear tracks on Jimin's face.
It was at that moment he thanked whatever higher power was out there that he had been working on a new composition so late into the night. Being a composition major as well as a contemporary writing and production major had a perk at the moment. Jimin was in pain. Now his music would have to wait as well but he didn't mind that, not when it came to making Jimin happy.
"Jimin...?" The moment he spoke the younger male's name he saw more tears ready to spill, making him curse under his breath as he immediately went to him.
If there was something he hated more than his sleep being disturbed (unless it was Jimin who woke him) it would be seeing Jimin crying or upset. He didn't know how to comfort the boy when he cried and Jimin was so emotional. He had gotten better at it in his own way but he still never knew how to completely deal with such things.
Well until he figured out who the fucker that hurt the precious boy was. He would have to murder someone for putting such an angel in pain when he figured out who it was. That was the best way to deal with at least the person who caused the tears in the first place.
"Bad dream. Hyung... can I please stay with you for the night? I don't want to be alone right now." Jimin whispered, sniffling as he rubbed his teary, tired eyes with those sweater paws of his.
Yoongi could hear their friends snickering and teasing him about how whipped he was already.
Not like he could actually deny it though. Min Yoongi was so fucking whipped for Park Jimin. He knew it, their friends knew it, the whole damn world knew it -everyone except for Park Jimin himself.
"Fuck Jimin don't cry, of course you can stay in here. I’m not going to leave you alone. Let me put some of my stuff away and I'll be right there. Just get comfortable, alright?" He said in that quiet, soothing voice of his, receiving a small smile from the other who shuffled into the bed. He had curled up under the covers so much that only a bit of his hair seemed to be the only visible thing poking out from the curled up body under the covers.
Like he said, Jimin was fucking adorable in everything he did.
He put everything away as fast as possible before slipping in the full sized bed where the younger immediately began to hug cuddle him. Yoongi could swear he could hear his heart beating so loud now that he was afraid the other would be able to hear it. He tried not to make it obvious he was so affected by it, not wanting to cause an awkward moment between them.
"You want to talk about what has you so scared or should we talk about some other stuff until you're a little more comfortable?"
"Anything else, at least for awhile please."
Yoongi could definitely do that. That he could work with.
"Alright so how about you tell me about how your dances are coming along? Next week you're suppose to perform with the other dancers right? I hear from Hoseok that you got a solo song for not only your contemporary class but you a solo in his dance group too." He asked, immediately getting a bright smile, all other worries forgotten for now which was exactly what he wanted to see.
"Yeah I do but... it's nerve wracking you know? I don't even know if any of it will turn out well. Honestly I'm not sure if I'll be able to do it justice. I'm going to try my hardest though. The piece I'm doing as a solo in the dance crew is my favorite. I feel most connected to it you know? Its as if I can express my emotions perfectly whenever I dance to it." Jimin said with the softest smile Yoongi had ever seen that it made him want to go melt into a puddle goo from how pure it was.
"Jimin ,you are the most incredible dancer I've ever seen perform - you can't tell Hoseok I said that though, he will have my head. You are going to do incredible like always. I know it. I'll be there with the others to cheer you, Hoseok and Jungkook all on." He said which Jimin only smiled even more to.
"Thanks hyung, I appreciate it. How's are the songs coming along? When I asked Namjoon hyung yesterday he groaned and grumbled something under his breath that I couldn't hear. Jin hyung was with him and immediately started saying how their sex life has been nonexistent lately because of it." Yoongi had to wrinkle his nose at hearing this, not really wanting to hear about his best friend and hyung's sex lives. "Please never tell me about their sex lives ever again, I never need to know about that shit. The songwriting is fucking hell. Pretty sure I'm struggling more than Namjoon is. I tend to be worst when it comes to how picky I am about how my music sounds, at least that's what you and the others tell me.
"That's pretty true. You can't let anyone listen to the song unless it's either perfect in your eyes or if you need someone - Namjoon 99% of the time - to listen to it and give you feedback. You're my roommate after all, I have had to come in here to feed you or make you go to sleep one too many times because you forget. I bet the songs you've gotten done though are incredible. They always are." Jimin spoke softly and Yoongi couldn't help but give the younger his gummy bear smile at the compliment. The compliment was something he needed to hear, especially with the stress he was under at the moment.
"I'll have you listen to the ones I've finished so far tomorrow after exams are done for the day. I'll let you hear what I have done for my newest one at the moment too." The smile he got after saying that was so blinding with how bright it was that he was almost positive it blinded him. It was perfect. It was so genuine and you could that with how other's eyes had almost disappeared when he gave him that smile. It was one he wanted to be reserved only for him.
Life was a bitch though and didn't seem to want that to happen. He was the older, grumpy roommate while Jimin was the fucking sun and was the kindest, most genuine human being Yoongi had ever had the pleasure of meeting.
It was the exact reason he had fallen completely in love with the dance major in the first place.
"I'd like that. I can't wait to tell the others I've heard them. Tae is going to be so jealous." H The younger male grinned and Yoongi snorted at that while Jimin intertwined their legs together so now they were locked so close together that he could feel the other's breath hitting his face, chest against his own.
The world did like testing his self-restraint it seemed, but he couldn't complain too much when he could have such a perfect face close to his own.
"If he thinks pestering me to show him my music so much that I pour cold coffee over him is how he will see them, he's damn wrong. You've never pestered me about it like he does, and if he starts pouting and whining about it Jungkook will no doubt start kissing him to distract him. He won't be too jealous of you for too long." He came back with, Jimin's beautiful, pure giggles ringing in his ears which made him smile a bit.
"That's true. Those two can't keep their hands off each other."
"I know. It's disgusting."
"No it isn't, they're in love. It's usually cute as long as they aren't making out in front of everyone."
"They always make out in front of everyone Jimin, they have absolutely no shame."
"That's- okay that's sort of true..."
"I know. That's why I said something."
“Don’t need to be so smug about it. Also you need to dye your hair again. Your roots are showing and I really want to fix it and make that mint green color look like how it was when you first dyed it.”
Yoongi rolled his eyes. He should have expected that. “You can dye it and fix it up if you pay all the money for whatever you need to do it.”
“Why can’t you pay for it? Please hyung?” Fuck he was weak for that pout and wide, innocent eyes Jimin would give him.
“...Fine.”
The night when on exactly like that the whole time, full of talking about things going on in their lives, about their friends and lots of stupid things to make each other laugh. It helped Jimin forget which was what really mattered to Yoongi at that moment.
"-That is why I have to avoid Seunghyun-ssi at all costs now." Jimin finished and Yoongi was actually in hysterics.
"Let me see if I understand this... Jungkook dared you to moon him and if you did he would bring you out to eat sushi as an award? What the fuck is wrong with you guys?" He asked when he finally had his bearings again which got the younger to whine.
"I was hungry hyung! I really wanted that sushi..."
"Obviously."
There was a few seconds for silence between them before Yoongi decided to ask about what he had been curious about the whole night.
"Jimin what was the nightmare about that made you so scared that you had to come and stay with me? I really don't mind and you don't need to tell me about it but I am curious about it... sort of worried as well."
Jimin force up for a few seconds before wetting his lips which if you ever asked Yoongi he would fervently deny watching him for the few seconds the younger had done that with longing and a little bit of something else in his eyes.
"Promise you won't think badly of me when I tell you? Or be awkward or annoyed with me?" The orange-haired male asked with such vulnerability it made Yoongi even more worried.
"Of course. I asked the question after all. If I didn't want to know even if there was a chance I wouldn't like the answer I would never would have asked in the first place."
"The dream was about you."
Oh.
Did this mean he had to kick his own ass from a dream then? He would find a way if that was the case.
He didn't even get to ask anything before Jimin continued talking, seemingly worried about giving him anytime to speak even if he himself had no time to basically breath.
"It's not as bad as it sounds! It's just... in the dream I was telling you that- that I'm in love with you and you laughed at me and said so many cruel things to me. I was screaming at you to not leave me but you kept walking away and that's when I woke up. So I came in here because I had to see you and remember that you don't actually hate me or find me disgusting." Jimin said almost all in one breath and it was so fast that Yoongi almost hadn't caught it all, but he had.
Park fucking Jimin had just confessed to him that he was in love with him. He may have been an idiot but he knew better than to let a moment like that go to waste.
He never said he was going to be the best with the words though.
"I love you." He immediately blurted out, immediately mentally cursing himself out while the youngest looked at him with wide eyes.
It was official. Min Yoongi was truly an idiot. He blurted out to Jimin those three words instead of first comforting him or saying it in a more romantic way. To be fair though he wasn't exactly all that romantic, or good with words unless the were song lyrics.
Before he could ever try and backtrack and fuck things up Jimin gave him a smile. The smile. The smile he loved more than his own music -which was a lot.
"I love you too hyung." He whispered back glancing between Yoongi's eyes and lips, trying to signal what he wanted. He could never refuse such a tempting offer like that so he leaned forward, gently kissing those plump lips he had been dreaming about since last year.
Fucking finally.
Perhaps the universe was finally cutting him a little slack for once.
Jimin's were everything he had imagined and more. They were so soft and as sweet as the boy himself. The taste of sugar and strawberries on the male's lips was addicting. Yoongi wasn't sure if he could ever go without kissing this boy ever again.
He was hooked on a boy named Park Jimin he didn't mind it one bit.
When they broke apart they were both smiling so happily and held each other a few seconds before Yoongi finally asked the words he never thought he would get to ask him.
“Will you be my boyfriend?”
“Of course hyung, I’d love nothing more than that.”
After that their lips met each other once again, falling asleep only after lots of gentle kisses and touches were given to one another.
Yoongi didn’t regret any of it though, even when he had to wake up about three hours later at seven to get ready to go to his first exam of the morning. He had Jimin wake up with him after all and give him a coffee the exact way he liked it, giving him a small kiss on the lips before he left.
He didn’t even regret when he was almost sure he had failed his exam, when he get ruthlessly teased by their friends about them being together at last or even when he had almost got hit by a car because of how exhausted he was. He couldn’t regret it when he had the Park Jimin as his boyfriend. He could finally hold his hand in public and get to hear that special laugh and smile Jimin only gave him.
After all, how could he regret getting to be with the one person he loved more than anyone or anything else? The answer was simple. He couldn't. He had an amazing person to come home to who loved him back now and spoil him everyday. He was so fucking whipped for Park Jimin. He knew it, their friends knew it, the whole damn world knew it - including Jimin himself.