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Preparing for Yoongi’s birthday has never been so stressful. You thought having more than one person preparing would help you lessen the stress but it had an opposite effect.
“Namjoon, not that!”
“Hoseok, that’s too much flour!”
“Jungkook and Taehyung I swear if you knock one more–” before you could finish your warning, they’ve knocked over the bag of flour that was supposed to be used for Yoongi’s cake. They looked at each other before looking everywhere but your eyes. “KIM. TAE. HYUNG. JEON. JUNG. KOOK.”
Your blood pressure was steadily rising when you felt two hands gently rubbing both of your arms. “Deep breaths” Jimin’s voice was soft and sweet. He wants to calm you but the scene was too funny as the 2 youngest looked panicked at the mess they made that he couldn’t help but choke in a few laugh.
“Quick, scoop them back.” Taehyung suddenly got on his knees to scoop the flour from the floor and Jungkook did the same, shooting shy smiles to you in the hopes to lower the fumes they imagine coming out from your nose and ears.
You heaved a deep sigh as you shook your head before going to Jin and checking with how the pasta was going.
“You’ll get used to it.” Jin says as he stirs the sauce for the carbonara. “They really do wanna help but their playfulness gets the best of them. Let them do the decorations instead.”
You did as told and asked them to prepare the living room of the dorm with balloons and the banners you made with Jungkook after they cleaned the mess they’ve made.
“Ha, those kids don’t learn.” Namjoon comments with a chuckle when Jin shouts as he was about to cut the onions with the round side on the chopping board. “Namjoon, you go with Jungkook and Taehyung!” Jin suddenly snapped.
Everyone was surprised when Jin suddenly shouted, only to have Namjoon join the two troublemakers as he rubbed his nape with a shy chuckle.
“I got kicked out of the kitchen too.” He says and the two smiled from ear to ear.
“Welcome to the club” They said in unison, making you chuckle as you shook your head and went back to the kitchen.
“Am I doing this right?” Jimin asks as he mixes flour, baking powder and salt in one place. You smiled as you nodded, taking the butter and sugar and mixing it with the dry ingredients of Jimin. As you start mixing it, Jimin takes it from you as he playfully flexes his arm. You scrunch up your nose and laugh before reminding him to add the eggs one at the time after beating the ingredients properly. After checking if the oven was preheated, you start making the royal icing by whipping the whites of the egg with icing sugar.
“Are we telling him today?” Jimin suddenly asks, making you almost drop the bowl of mixture in your hands. “No biggy if you’re not yet ready.” He shrugs, cracking the second egg he’s adding to his mixture before shooting you his signature eye smile that never failed to make your heart melt.
“It’s not that I don’t want to tell him, but I don’t want to cause any rifts between the two of you if things don’t go the way we planned.” You answer, continuing to whisk as you thought of multiple scenarios on how your protective brother would react.
Ever since you lost both your parents, he’s always been over protective of you. You thought you just weren’t pretty enough back in high school which is why you lacked love life but you recently found out it was Yoongi preventing any guy from actually making a move on you. You love your brother to bits but there are just moments when you can’t be honest with him, even if you wanted to. You didn’t want him pushing Jimin away from you, especially not causing any awkwardness to the group if things go downhill between the two of them if he finds out about you guys dating.
You’ve already hid it from him for 6 months now, and none of the boys know, except for Jungkook who walked in on you making out with Jimin when he came in late from his self practices. He hasn’t told anyone but never fails to make it a blackmail when he needs a favor.
You looked back up, surprised that Jimin suddenly became quiet. His face was emotionless as he handed the mixture to you before going to Hoseok who was preparing the chicken lollipops and deep frying them.
You bit your lip, feeling a pang of guilt up your chest. You’ve added vanilla extracts and milk to the mixture, giving it one final mix before putting it in the cake pan and placing it in the oven to cook. You gather up the courage to approach your boyfriend silently.
“Jimin?” You gently tugged on the end of his shirt, your eyes already apologetic.
“It’s okay, Jimin ah. I can fry these. Go talk to your girl.” Hoseok teases as he pokes Jimin’s side but Jimin barely smiled before walking over to the corner of the kitchen where the oven is.
“Are you mad?” You quietly asked, not being able to look at his eyes.
“Not really.” He answers, turning his back from you as he checks the cake cooking in the oven. “Is there something else you want to tell me?”
“It’s not like I plan to hide it forever from oppa, but I just didn’t want to jeopardize your friendship in case–”
“In case we break up, is that it?” He finished the sentence differently than what you were supposed to answer. You were supposed to say in case he flips out.
“What? No–”
“I just got a text from Yoongi. He’s coming over. Someone distract him!” Jin says panicked as he looked at his phone. “The cake is barely done, the pasta is still uncooked, we need more time.”
“I’ll go.” Jimin says, picking up his coat when you ran after him, taking his hand.
“Please hear me out first,” you desperately want to explain, not wanting him to doubt your love for him for more than a second.
“Let’s talk later.” He pulled his hand away from yours and you felt your heart break. You willed the tears not to fall and he noticed it. “Let’s not waste all the effort you put into this event. I’ll go distract him for now. We’ll talk later.” He says, showing a thin lipped smile pursed to one side. He gently pats your head in attempt to reassure you before heading out of the dorm.
“Heyy Y/N, We’re out of helium and there are still a few more balloons–” Jungkook approached you by the door only to stop when he saw your face. “What happened?”
You wipe the tears that pooled in your eyes, coughing the knot from your throat before giving him a small smile. “We can just have the left over balloons scattered on the floor or you can throw it to oppa when he enters the dorm.”
“Did you guys fight?” Jungkook guessed and the way you froze for a second gave it away. “If he said something, I’m sure he’s already thinking of ways on how to apologize to you. Don’t worry, Jimin hyung loves you.”
Another stabbing sensation radiated from your chest. “I fucked up, Jungkook ah.” You started sobbing and the boys were all surprised. Never had they seen you cry, most especially break down in front of them.
“Hey, what’s wrong? Don’t cry. We still have time. Your event’s not fucked yet, okay?” Namjoon was quick to run to your side as he rubs your back, trying to console you.
“Yeah, look I can finish with the balloons in 5 minutes!!” Taehyung says, pumping air into them faster even if it made him look silly.
“The chicken’s done!” Hoseok informed you, showing you the plated friend chicken along with his radiating smile.
You smiled at all their efforts, but your heart was still in pain. You remember the hurt that was evident in Jimin’s face before he left, yet he was still the one who comforted you at the end.
“If you want,” Jungkook came close to whisper in your ear “I can beat him up when he comes back.” He playfully cracked his knuckles before pinching your nose.
“If there’s anyone to beat up, it’s me.” You sighed, giving him a small smile before going back to the kitchen to finish the dressing of the cake.
It was about half an hour when Jin received a text from Jimin saying that they were on their way back. You hurried to cover the cake with icing and decorate it while the others prepared the table with food. Jin was constantly swatting hands of those who try to sneak a bite before the actual party when someone came through the door. Our hearts stopped as we weren’t finished preparing when Jimin popped into the corner of the kitchen to ask what else needs help.
“Where’s oppa?” You asked, watching him take off his coat and walking back to us.
“Manager called him before we got into the elevator. Told him I’d go ahead cause I needed to use the toilet.” He explains, looking the food in front of him. His lips shaped like an O with amusement as the feast in front of him.
Jin instructed the younger ones to grab a balloon while Hoseok takes the party poppers and handed one to Jin. They positioned themselves by the door. You completed the cake and waited with them. It wasn’t long til the door opened and you all shouted with the confetti popping.
Yoongi covered his mouth, faking surprise and the guys just threw the balloons and party popper at him.
“You’re no fun, hyung.” Hoseok said, shaking his head.
“Yeah, you got no jams hyung. It’s not Jimin anymore.” Namjoon agreed, his hands in his waist.
“Can’t blame me! Jimin gave it away when he keeps fiddling with his phone as he drags me to places neither of us likes.” Yoongi laughs, walking towards you with a smile. “If you want to surprise me, you gotta do better than that.” He smirks, ruffling your hair before he closed his eyes to make a wish. As he blows the candle, you smiled and gathered up courage to speak.
“I’m dating Jimin, oppa. Surprise!” You say abruptly, remembering how hurt Jimin was before he left. You didn’t want him to doubt your feelings, not anymore than you already made him feel.
“If you’re just saying that cause I told you to do better, you didn’t have to go that far.” He was denying it but the rest knew you were being serious.
“We’ve been dating for 6 months now. It’ll be 7 months next week.”
“You dare hide these kind of things from me?” Yoongi was mad. His hands was raised and you closed my eyes to prepare for an impact which never came. As you opened your eyes, Jimin stood in front of you, prepared to receive the blow but Jungkook held Yoongi’s arm.
“Do you know what you’ve put yourself into?! What if you get stalked by paparazzi and your face gets exposed? What if you get followed or abused by sasaengs while we’re away?! I told you–”
“Yoongi, calm down.” Jin tried to mediate the situation when Jimin spoke up.
“I’ll protect her, hyung.” Jimin’s voice was firm.
“How?! We’re always out, practicing, on tours and promotions, how can you take care of my sister?!” Yoongi grabbed Jimin’s shirt, crumpling it with his fist.
“Oppa! Stop!” You quickly give the cake to Taeyung to hold Yoongi’s hand, prying them away from Jimin. “This is why I didn’t want to tell you. I knew you’d blow things out of proportion! I’m already 22! I’m an adult and I can choose whoever I want to date!”
Yoongi scoffs as he looks at you. “Blowing it out of proportion, you say?” he lets go of Jimin to look at you. You’ve never seen your brother this mad. “Fine. Do whatever you want. You won’t hear anything from me ever again.”
Yoongi storms off as he slams the door loudly, everyone flinching as it made impact.
“I’ll go talk to him.” Jin says, grabbing his coat. “Hoseok ah, come with me.” Hoseok took his coat as well before the followed your brother outside.
You fell to your knees as you sob, covering your face. This wasn’t how you wanted to surprise your brother, and you regret the words you’ve said from the heat of the moment. You knew your brother did nothing but to take care of you, and having to raise you when both your parents were gone. You appreciated all that and you didn’t want him out of your life.
“Don’t worry, hyung will come around. He just needs time.” Namjoon says, patting your shoulder. Namjoon signed at Taehyung and Jungkook to leave you and Jimin alone to talk. Jungkook gave you a hug before leaving.
“I’m sorry–”
“No, don’t apologize.” You quickly say, looking up to Jimin. “Our relationship is not a mistake. My feelings for you are not a mistake. Don’t apologize.” You held Jimin’s hands in yours as you shake.
Jimin pulled you into his arms, rocking you slowly as he strokes your hair gently.
“We’ll apologize to hyung and make it up to him.” He says, resting his chin on the top of your head.
“What if he doesn’t want to talk?” you asked softly, your heart breaking as you remember his words before he left
You won’t hear anything from me ever again
“We won’t stop until he talks to us.” Jimin shrugs before looking down to meet my gaze. “If there’s anything Yoongi hyung loves more than sleep, it’s you. He treasures you a lot and I’m sure he just meant well. We just gotta give him time.” He gives you a small smile, gently pinching your cheeks.
After staying all cuddled up for some time, you’ve calmed down and Jimin helped you up. You walked to the dining table where the food you prepared were laid out. You wiped your remaining tears as you start wrapping them with plastic covers. Jimin came from behind to give you a hug. He showers your temple with soft kisses, making you chuckle as you pat the arms around you, assuring him that you’re okay. He gives your cheeks one last peck before letting go as he helped you clean up.
“Namjoon ah!” You didn’t notice that Jin and Hoseok came back with Yoongi. Your brother was quiet as he took off his coat and walked to the living room, opening the TV without saying anything.
Jin and Hoseok gave you a thumbs up as they called the others. You looked up to Jimin and he gave you a smile as he squeezed your hand. He nodded towards your brother and encouraged you to talk to him while he removes the covers from the food.
You took a deep breath and walked over to your brother, head bowed down as you fiddle with your finger. It has always been like this after you get scolded by him and you’d want to apologize.
“Oppa” I said softly, biting your lower lip as you wait for him to response, but he didn’t. You called out again once more but he continued to flip the channel, evidently not watching but doesn’t want to pay attention to you as well. You took a deep breath and knelt in front of him, matching his eye level as you once again called to him. This time, you had his attention as his eyes looked at you, but his emotionless response hurt you. He raised an eyebrow, wordlessly telling you to continue what you were about to say when you sat on your legs and started apologizing.
“I’m sorry for what I said earlier. I understand you were just worried for my sake, but I didn’t want to jeopardize your friendship with Jimin because of my feelings. I love you oppa, and it did hurt hiding it from you but I’m sorry, I also love Jimin.” you took a deep breath, not realizing you weren’t breathing as you talked. Tears continue to fall but you took your brother’s hand in yours before looking up to his eyes. “Please don’t be mad, oppa. I don’t want to lose either one of you.”
“Yah. Park Jimin.” He suddenly calls out, making Jimin rush to your side, standing straight as if he was a soldier talking to his commander. “Are you serious about my sister?” Yoongi now shifts his gaze from you to your boyfriend.
“I am.” Jimin’s answer was straight and firm. Yoongi tried to hide the smile wanting to form on his lips by clearing his throat. He stood up, heading to the dining table as he looked at the food prepared for him.
“Yah, dongsaengi, why did you make the cake chocolate? I thought I said I wanted mocha this year.” You lit up as your brother used the endearment he uses when he plays around. You stood up and ran to him, hugging him from behind. You weren’t able to see the smile on Yoongi’s face as he pats your arms wrapped around him.
“Alriiiight! Yoongi hyung is smiling! Time to eat!!” Taehyung cheers, diving into the food. Jungkook gave me a smile as the rest started to dig in, merrily chatting as they tease Jimin for not saying anything to them as well. You smile at what’s in front of you, everyone having fun and goofing around.
Your eyes traveled to Jimin’s, his hearty laugh makes your heart swell. Your brother playfully hits him for not saying anything but was dead serious when he warned him about putting you in danger. Jimin looked scared, but as he found you looking at him, he gave you a genuine eye smile, subtly winking which made you chuckle.