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Yoongi finds it strange, how the seasons change and yet the humans in it stay the same. He’s just as guilty for it too, he will always be the same man that he always has been. He will always be a liar and a lover.
“You got it?” A gruff voice speaks up as Yoongi walks into an alleyway. The white haired man looks at the hooded figure, biting his lip as he pulls a large baggy out of his bag, “Yeah, give me the money first.” His voice is rough and dominant. Yoongi hasn’t always been like this, not when he first started doing what he’s doing now. He used to be reserved and take whatever people offered. But now, he buys the cheap shit and sells it for a higher price. It’s dangerous - he knows - but it’s whatever that will help him and Jimin keep their apartment and buy food.
The hooded figure grunts and hands over a wad of cash, taking the bag from Yoongi. The white haired man looks over the cash before smiling, “Nice doing business with you, now scram.”
How much he got is enough to last them for two whole months if they were to buy food every day. Sure, Yoongi gets a bit of cash for the music he makes - but it’s not nearly enough - not when he’s not recognized by any big labels.
He walks down the street, pulling his hood up, stuffing the cash into his pocket. ‘Jimin doesn't have to know,’ he thinks as he stares up at the dark sky. The lights of the city blind out the innocent twinkle of the stars. Just like crime blocks out the innocence of humanity. Yoongi frowns and looks at the ground as he comes up to the apartment building, climbing the old stairs and up to his floor. The place isn’t nice on the outside, but with a little work on the inside - they made it a heaven from the cruel world outside.
The apartment is silent when he walks in and discards his jacket and shoes. The only light on is the night light in the hallway - glowing so gently against the pale purple of the wall. Yoongi bites his lip and puts the cash away where he knows Jimin won’t find it - in his study. The pink haired boy never goes in there because he says it’s “Yoongi’s space” and Yoongi has never been more glad.
He’s silent as he walks into the bedroom and changes into his night clothes. Jimin is sprawled out on the bed, sleeping so soundly with an innocent face that looks like a little piece of heaven. Jimin is his everything, his little sweet angel who deserves so much better. The thought itself has Yoongi frowning - why can’t he be better for Jimin? Why can't he just get a good job and move them to a much nicer area so the younger male can be so much happier?
Why does he have to be as bad as the rest of humanity?
“Yoongi?”
Jimin’s tired soft voice draws him out of his thoughts. The pink haired man sits up in bed, rubbing his eyes as he yawns, “Baby, is that you?”
Yoongi smiles and moves to the bed, gently gathering his younger lover into his arms. “I’m here, I'm sorry I was gone for so long.” Jimin sighs in content in his arms but he pouts almost too cutely and Yoongi can feel his heart speed up in adoration for his lover. “What took you so long?”
He hates that he has to lie to Jimin. He doesn’t want to - but he has to. “They didn’t like the finished product and wanted me to redo it.”
Rage flashes across Jimin’s tired face, “Well, they don’t know good music when they hear it.” Yoongi laughs softly, kissing his lover’s head before placing a gentle kiss on his lips, “They would if they heard you in-” Jimin laughs and smacks his shoulder gently, giggling so adorably.
“Stop, that’s weird.”
He’s so innocent, Yoongi doesn’t deserve him.
Jimin grows quite as he snuggles close to the white haired man, laying his head on Yoongi’s chest to hear his heartbeat. “Will you be home tomorrow?” His voice is laced with worry and longing. Yoongi feels bad that he hasn’t been there for the past few days - that he hasn’t been there to support Jimin through his studies and through the stress of everyday life.
“Of course I will baby, i’ll be with you all day.”
The words have Jimin smiling and reaching up to kiss Yoongi. It’s slow and gentle and it has Yoongi’s heart pumping with more life - with more love. “Stay with me forever?” The words are a soft whisper against his lips.
Yoongi hates that he has to lie to him.
“Yes, i’ll stay with you forever.”