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Jimin is calm and relaxed. After a big day of practice, he is finally lying on his bed, relaxing his sore muscles. It is now autumn in Korea and the rain just poured all day long. He listened to it: the latter always had the power to appease him. Since his childhood, the rain and thunder have been an atmosphere that fascinated him. He could watch the rain falling for hours, just enjoying the noises and the scenery.
The dorm he shares with six of his best friends and colleagues is unusually calm and quiet that night. Actually, most of them returned to their parents’ house or have just left for a few days of adventure, enjoying their one week break. Jimin, as a perfectionist, decided to stay and practice a little more before leaving for his parents’ at the end of the week. Of the seven young men, only three of them were occupying the apartment: Jimin, Yoongi and Taehyung.
Yoongi is probably locked up in his studio, working on his compositions. As for Taehyung, Jimin thinks he is surely playing video games or listening passionately to music lying on his bed. Or maybe drawing? As Jimin is lost in his thoughts, imagining his best friend ’s cute little concentrated face, he suddenly jumps when he hears a violent thunderclap. Jimin even thinks for a moment that the sky may have fallen on the whole city.
As Jimin is slowly trying to calm down, he hears his hyung coming back from wherever he was and he is surprised when the latter calls him almost immediately.
Jimin jumps out of his comfortable bed and walks to his hyung who, probably impatient, yells his name again.
The younger tries to speed up and finds Yoongi in the kitchen as the latter starts to speak quietly. And when Jimin finally sees him, he is slightly leaning in front of the kitchen table, a bowl of cereal lying on the floor at his feet. "Hmm, what happened hyung?"
When Yoongi turns to him, the confused and worried look on his face surprised him. "Jimin, I tried but he only needs you right now." says Yoongi, indicating the table with his head.
Lost, Jimin is about to ask his hyung who needs him but when Yoongi moves a bit, Jimin sees Taehyung under the kitchen table, knees to his chin, tears in his big puppy eyes and so afraid. And Jimin understands. And he remembers. He remembers how Taehyung is afraid of the thunder at night. When Yoongi starts to clean up the bowl of cereals on the floor, Jimin eyes finds Taehyung’s and he starts to panic a little bit. So much so that his heart starts aching and breaks at the view of his best friend. And then, he almost starts running, joining the poor boy under the kitchen table, sitting next to him as Taehyung already starts to grasp him and his shirt with his hands. Taehyung immediately snuggles into Jimin’s arms while the latter rocks him and whispers sweet and warm words to comfort his precious boy.
"It’s okay Taehyungie, I’m here" tries Jimin. The brown-haired boy is still shaking in his arms but is calmer than when Jimin had found him. Jimin moves his hand to Taehyung’s face, embracing his cheek with his little chubby fingers. Taehyung immediately leaned to Jimin’s touch.
"Hey, look at me" says the blond boy lifting the younger’s chin. "Everything’s alright, I’m here baby."
Taehyung slowly nods before gazing into Jimin’s eyes. Then, Jimin pulls back a lock of brown hair out of Taehyung’s forehead to get a better view of his big eyes. And like that, just like that, he lets himself sink into the breathtaking galaxy that is Taehyung’s eyes. But a distant sound, certainly coming from the room of their hyung, makes them both startle and return to reality.
"O-okay," tries Jimin, still daydreaming about the beautiful and big brown eyes in front of him. "Are you okay? Are you ready to leave this little refuge?"
And Jimin’s heart breaks into a million pieces at Taehyung’s answer. "Yes, but please, don’t leave me…"
Jimin tightens his arms around Taehyung’s waist and makes him a promise. "I’m right here Taehyungie. And I’m not going anywhere."
A beautiful comforting smile appears on Jimin's lips and reassures Taehyung even more, so that he decides to come out of his shelter, followed closely by his saviour The latter notices the frightened look on Taehyung’s face and quickly tightens his little hand around the long, soft and thin fingers of Taehyung.
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When they reach Taehyung’s room, Jimin manages to lead his little protégé to his bed and make him sit on the edge. Then, still concerned about him, he kneels over in front of Taehyung, one hand on the latter’s thigh and the other on his cheek.
"Are you okay?" whispers Jimin. And all he gets for answer is a little nod from Taehyung. Jimin is so caring and gentle with his boy. It is as if he is actually holding the most precious and delicate crystal glass in his arms. Then, he parts from him and stands up. He works in Taehyung's room to create a soft and warm atmosphere, as he knows it would probably help Taehyung a lot. Taehyung’s room is so familiar to him, due to all the nights he has already spent here cuddling with Taehyung, that he doesn’t have much trouble to find everything he needed: Taehyung’s favourite blanket (which was a gift from Jimin for his birthday, two years ago), some strawberry’s sticks for the little diffuser behind Taehyung’s bed, a small and warm lighting thanks to all the little lamps in the room, and his best friend's favourite classical and jazz playlist. Taehyung starts to relax instantly and lets his body drop on the bed, slowly closing his eyes already. The two boys are now in a bubble of warmth and sweetness. A real cocoon.
"Big spoon or little spoon?" suddenly asks Jimin with his soft voice. Taehyung starts to mumble some sounds but Jimin finally doesn’t let him the choice. "You know what? Let’s not do this tonight, I have a better idea."
As Taehyung suddenly opens his eyes, Jimin is already climbing on the bed and lying down to his side. "Come on." whispers Jimin. Taehyung locks eyes with him. He doesn’t lose any second and slips into Jimin's welcoming arms. Legs and arms intertwined, their bodies always fitted perfectly together. Taehyung’s long legs perfectly wrapped around Jimin’s and Jimin’s strong arms naturally wrapped around Taehyung’s waist. Their bodies always fitted so naturally and easily. Their breathings are already as one and Jimin’s nose is almost touching Taehyung’s. So close, maybe too close, hearts beating fast, maybe too fast, but so comfortable for both of them. A content sigh escapes the younger’s mouth as he leans even more, as if it was possible, against Jimin’s warm body. Jimin’s hand reaches Taehyung’s head and he runs his fingers through his brown hair. Taehyung instantly closes his eyes again, enjoying Jimin’s soft touch. « Are you okay now? » asks Jimin again, certainly for the fifth time this night. "m’good." whispers Taehyung. Jimin’s hand still in Taehyung’s hair slowly starts to draw down his face and finally gently grabs his cheek, his thumb gently stroking it. Jimin’s eyes follow all his gestures. From his fingers tangled with Taehyung’s hair to the way his hand fits his cheek perfectly.
And then, Jimin’s delicate eyes are now staring at the beautiful face just in front of him. His eyes still closed, Taehyung lets a thin smile appear on his lips. Jimin admires Taehyung’s perfect golden honey skin and then starts to look at his lips. Those perfect lips he has so often wanted to taste. And once again, so close, maybe too close but so perfect and too tempting. But Jimin’s eyes continue their exploration over Taehyung’s nose. His well-shaped nose, not too big but neither too small, just perfect. But what Jimin has always preferred was his little mole on it. Just a little soft and cute mole on Taehyung’s strong nose. How many times has he wished he could kiss it… He has kissed it, once (or maybe more?), when Taehyung was asleep. He just couldn’t resist to the temptation. Jimin just wishes he could kiss all of Taehyung’s little mole as if they all are little diamonds. He’d start with the one on his eye, he’d continue with his nose, probably kiss his cheeks too because why not and then end his little process with the one on Taehyung’s lips. As he thinks Taehyung’s is probably asleep now, Jimin gently touches the tip of his nose with his finger and then delicately leaves a little kiss on it. But Taehyung’s thin smile widens and his eyes slowly open, already staring at Jimin’s.
Both blushing with warms cheeks and fluttered hearts, they start staring at each other. Jimin has always loved Taehyung’s beautiful and big brown eyes. He is fascinated by them and the fact Taehyung naturally has one mono and one double eyelid. It is one of Taehyung’s distinctive features and Jimin really loves it. He quickly stares at the little mole on his right eye and finds it cute but so seductive at the same time. Too seductive. Too cute. He thinks about Taehyung’s long and beautiful eyelashes and comes to the conclusion that everything is precious and beautiful about the young man in his arms.
But then, Jimin loses himself into Taehyung’s eyes. And for the second time this night, they are lost in each other’s eyes. Taehyung’s eyes are the most fascinated thing for Jimin. Strong, pure but wild, and deeply beautiful. Sometimes Jimin can swear that Taehyung’s eyes are holding all the stars of the universe. Taehyung’s eyes are a pure work of art. Taehyung’s face is a work of art. Taehyung himself is a piece of art. And he is so in love. Yes, with a loud and pounding heart he finally admits it to himself: he is in love. Jimin is in love with his best friend. Jimin is madly and deeply in love with Taehyung.
Jimin has always loved Taehyung. He is perfectly aware of his own feelings. But, tonight, he has just realised how strong those feelings are for him. Jimin has thought for a long time that Taehyung was a simple crush. Back at their debut, or when they first met, Jimin couldn’t resist to the crazy beautiful fluffy, cute and kind little ball that was Taehyung. So yes, he has always loved Taehyung. But tonight, he has realised that it is more than a simple crush. Tonight, he has realised that all the feelings he has always tried to hold back for Taehyung are still there. Jimin even thinks that the feelings has grown, more precise, more intense (maybe too intense for his own safety) and even stronger than ever. Taehyung is his everything.
Taehyung’s gaze is penetrating and Jimin swears that these eyes would kill him one day.
Lost in his thoughts and still mesmerised by Taehyung’s eyes, he doesn’t realise how much closer their face are to each other. Bodies tight against each other, eyes locks, noses touching, breathes gently tickling the other’s face and lips closer than ever. They both don't remember what the word space means.
Jimin is so lost in the moment that he doesn’t even notice Taehyung leaning until the younger touches his plump pink lips. Taehyung is kissing him. Taehyung’s lips are on his. Jimin can feel all his worries and thoughts flying to oblivion. Taehyung’s eyes are finally closed whereas Jimin’s are still open, surprised. But the feeling is magical. Jimin finally closes his eyes and kisses him back. He is floating, right in the middle of a billion golden stars. His whole body can explode because of all the sensations he is feeling at this moment. Jimin can only feel Taehyung. He can only think of him, of them. And all he can smell is the delicious and sweet sense of Taehyung. Strawberry and lemon, the younger’s favourite shower gel. The whole universe has stopped and Jimin thinks that kissing Taehyung is like being right between the Earth and the stars. Spinning, bewitching and comforting. They kiss slowly, both shy and insecure. Everything is soft. Taehyung’s lips, his skin, his kiss, him. And Jimin just falls in love again.
As they part from each other, reaching from air, Jimin keeps his eyes closed. If everything is a dream, he doesn’t want it to stop when opening his eyes. When he feels Taehyung's body moving away from his, he finally opens his eyes to discover Taehyung with a panicked look. And then, a whispering voice. "Jimin, I’m sorry…"
With his hand still on Taehyung’s cheek, Jimin’s thumbs start stroking the soft golden skin again and then, he glues back his body to Taehyung’s, looking for the warmth and comfort from the proximity. "No, everything’s good Tae…", he whispers back, softly.
And once again, they are in their own world, mesmerised by the other. Eye to eye, warm and pink cheeks, shivered bodies, fluttered hearts and shy smile on their face.
"Is it, really?" asks Taehyung. And Jimin can’t resist anymore. He leaves a little kiss on Taehyung’s pouty lips before answering. "If you’re alright, I’m alright." If Taehyung is fine, ready and comfortable, everything also is for Jimin. Taehyung is his priority, as always.
The only answer Taehyung gives is a shy smile with shining eyes. He cups Jimin’s face, tangling his body with him even more, and then kisses him again. Jimin kisses back almost immediately, happy and relieved to feel Taehyung’s lips on his again. The first kisses were soft, shy and sweet but this one is more passionate. Lips moving, hands sliding from their face to the other’s body, griping the other’s shirt or hair: they let themselves express all their feelings with a kiss. They doesn’t need to talk. They just need to feel. And they feel everything: the feelings held back for so long, the joy, the desire, the passion and the strong and pure love. And just by feeling each other’s emotions, they start to smile. Their smiles are so wide, it becomes impossible to kiss any longer. They let some giggles escape, still trying to kiss the other’s lips.
Jimin is feeling calm and relaxed again, in Taehyung’s embrace, with beautiful pink lips on his. As they move away from each other, smiling, with Jimin’s lost in Taehyung’s sparkling eyes, the blond man realises how lucky he is. Admiring the younger with love and fondness, he only lets himself feel, smell and love the only person that matters: Taehyung. Are they right? Are they ready for this? Jimin can only think of Taehyung right now. As he leans to kiss his new lover again, already missing the sensation of Taehyung’s lips on his, he thinks that, as long as they are together, everything will be fine.
