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Taehyung comes bursting into the house with a bang. He opens the door wide for Namjoon and Hoseok, who are carrying a struggling sack. Jimin would've thought that his friends have become kidnappers now if Tae hadn't warned him first.
"Let me out! Taehyung, I swear I'm gonna kill you the moment I get out of here," the sack growls. The voice sends shivers down Jimin's spine making him let out a low whimper. He runs to the back, hiding behind Jungkook with his tail between his legs. The growling stops. "Tae, where am I?" the voice questions.
"Ahaha, you're in our house hyung and we're about to have a movie night!" Hoseok answers cheerfully.
"So please don't kill us. We're too young to die. I still haven't proposed to my boyfriends ye-" Namjoon snaps his mouth shut, eyes bulging out. He looks at his boyfriends, gauging their reactions. He tries to hide his giant body behind the small sack, only to receive a smack right to his head. "Yoon hyung..." the boy whines, rubbing the sore spot which doesn't even hurt. He just likes being dramatic and it's also a good way to distract him from his blunder.
"Right...okay then," Jin clears his throat. "Welcome to our movie night, Yoongi. Nice to have you here," he welcomes.
"Would be nicer if I'm not stuck inside a freaking sack! You're tryna be a kidnapper now Tae?"
"There, there hyung. Deep breath and let it out slowly," Taehyung soothes. "I just miss you okay. I haven't seen you since my birthday and we're celebrating Hobi hyung's next week. Do you know how long it has been since our last talk?"
"Yea Yoongi hyung, you shouldn't lock yourself up too long. The both of you live together yet Tae still came crying to us, begging us to bring you here tonight. We know you wouldn't come with us willingly, that's why we have to force you" Namjoon adds, trying to soothe the man by patting his back, or he thinks so.
"Plus, you have to come to my celebration next week. I won't settle down for a piece of cake and whatever tickets you have anymore. I want you to be the present and attend my party this time. No more excuses."
"Well at least get me out of this thing first. How long are you gonna keep me inside this?" He grumbles. Namjoon, who has been the closest, starts untying the sack. He's having a hard time undoing the complicated knot and is ultimately pushed away by Taehyung after hearing a particularly painful yelp. The Siamese still loves his brother very much even if he does questionable things to him sometimes (most of the time).
"How did you manage to get him inside that thing in the first place? It can't even fit half of my body" Jungkook wonders in amazement.
"Cuz hyung is tiny," Taehyung mocks good naturedly, earning a few curses and threats from said boy, making it harder for him to untie it. The knot comes undone, revealing a pair of black kitten ears twitching on top of a mop of soft looking black hair. There is a white spot at the tips of both ears. Jimin cannot see his eyes clearly as his bangs are obscuring them but they look sharp, contrasting with his round face which gives him a soft overall look. The man is still grumbling a little, still not pleased about his situation and bumps Taehyung's head with his tied hands. His face looks like a dumpling, making Jimin's mouth water. He stalks towards the man slowly, eyes trained on his prey. He pounces on the man, biting his cheek.
The room grows silent. Dark brown orbs lock onto Jimin's eyes, penetrating straight through his soul, rendering him helpless. A hot blush makes its way to his cheeks, turning him into a tomato. He tries covering his face, but one of his hands is caught by the man. Not knowing what to do, he buries his flushed face behind his knees instead. The man isn't doing much better too. He tries to hide behind his shoulder but Jimin can still see the red on his neck. He's also paler so the blush is more prominent. They stay still in their position, sneaking a peek occasionally and getting caught every time. Though embarrassed, Jimin still intertwines their hands together.
The five other people inside the room stand together at a safe distance, though they are sure the two won't even notice an earthquake if one is to occur. They are too busy being stuck inside their own little world.
"Are you seeing what I'm seeing ?"
"If you're seeing sparkly flowers and glittering lights surrounding the two then yes, I'm seeing it too" Namjoon answers.
"What kind of shoujo manga sh-"
"Language" Jin interrupts.
"-are we living in?"
"I don't know JK. A pretty damn good one I bet. Premium quality. 10/10 would subscribe. Can't believe I'm witnessing the moment with my own two eyes," Hoseok comments.
"Can't believe my baby is all grown up. It feels like only yesterday I was carrying him on my back, feeding him healthy food and sending him to school. Next thing you know, he's falling in love with a guy he just met. Uhuk, is this what parents feel like when they send their children off to marriage ?"
"You're exaggerating, hyung. Jimin and I are the same age, there's no way you raised him up. You might be the oldest but not that old."
"Plus they've just met, they aren't getting married anytime soon," Jungkook adds.
"Sshhh, my Yoonmin ship is sailing. I hereby declare myself as the Yoonmin president. All applications can be made by sending me a request letter. Members can get first access to any Yoonmin moment"
"What the!? Why are you the president? One of them is my brother and the other is my soulmate. I should be the president."
"Well did you come up with the shipping name ?" Namjoon asks condescendingly. "I've been shipping them since 2013 and they haven't even met each other yet by that time."
"That makes zero sense," Jungkook states.
While the others are bickering childishly in the background, Jimin and the man are still acting like shy teenagers having their first crush. Well the man in front of him is definitely crush worthy, what's with his cute button nose that’s just begging to be booped.
Boop.
Oh God, he did not just boop that man's little nose. What is wrong with him!? First he bites his cheek, now he's booping his nose. Where has all of his rationality disappeared to? Why can't he function like a proper human (hybrid?) being right now? He can still see the bite mark on the man's right cheek and oh god, oh god, abort mission. Abort mission! He needs to get out of there asap. He tries to get up but falls back down as their hands are still interlaced. He burns another shade of red and buries his face back into his knees. Oh how nice it would be if the ground swallowed him whole now.
"Did you catch that? Did someone catch that? Please tell me someone is recording this right now. That gotta be the cutest thing ever. "
"Shut u- I mean, please be quiet hyung, Joonie is recording now. Don't ruin my top 10 best doki doki moment with your lou- uhh, I mean mmm.. angelic voice."
"Yes hyung, as the president of Yoonmin, I shall catch all Yoonmin moments and document it in HD quality. Can't disappoint my fellow Yoonminiers."
"Nice Joonie, share it with me. I'll make one copy for each of us. You can count on me as the vice presid-"
"Oh hell no. I'm the vice president. They are my brother and my soulmate. That position belongs to me. Still upset about not being the president but I shall give the position to Joon hyung with a heavy heart."
"I'm suffering from second hand embarrassment here."
All four of them shush the boy at the same time.
Jimin sees a black kitten tail swishing languidly. The tip is also white, just like his ears. There are also some white spots in his hair, particularly at the end of his bangs. They look so fluffy, Jimin wonders if he can touch them. He shakes his head roughly, depositing the idea from his brain before he can embarrass himself further. Besides, he's already touching one of the best and warmest hands to ever exist. He should be grateful and praise the universe for giving him this opportunity. His left hand is being completely engulfed by the man. He has such big hands. His toe beans are so soft and velvety. Why are they so smooth? Jimin is sure that they are softer than his and he's not even a little bit jealous. He just wants to nuzzle his face against them. He wiggles his hand a little, trying to get a better feel, until a deep and mellow voice captures his attention.
"He- hey," the man stutters and Jimin can't understand any of the words. All he's hearing is the smooth sound of his voice, ringing bells inside his head. How can this man be real? His porcelain doll like face gives nothing away to how deep his voice is. Jimin has a thousand thoughts and all of them are about one particular man. His eyes, his ears, his face, his tail, his hands and his heavenly voice. Oh the things the man is doing to him now. Jimin really shouldn’t be behaving like this, especially not in front of Tae.
"Oh, uhm, mmm he- hi?" Jimin croaks. He wants to slam his head on the wall and cracks his skull. What kind of lame reply was that? Surely he can do better. He's Park Jimin, he knows he can do better. "He-" he clears his throat. "Hello," he tries, clearer. "Hello," he says for the third (fourth?) time. "Hello!" he ends, blushing a little.
"Yes, hello," the man giggles. He freaking giggles. How can a man be so cute? Jimin has only been in the presence of the man for a good 10 minutes (1 hour) but he has managed to humiliate himself more times than his entire life combined. Why does this always happen?
"Uhm, I'm Yoongi," the ma- Yoongi introduces. Right, Yoongi. Jimin already knows this. Taehyung has been telling him about his grumpy yet adorable brother a million times before and Jimin listens to him attentively so he knows all about his lovely, wonderful and endearing qualities. Taehyung has tried setting them up for a long time but Jimin always refuses. God, why the hell did he refuse? He could've officially met this dreamy human being way before and maybe be officially together.
He thinks he's hyperventilating. Please not. Maybe it's just inside his head. Yeah, no way is he really hyperventilating. He doesn't need to freak out the man -Yoongi, his mind helpfully supplies- any more. Even his name is perfect. It is just so fitting. Something about him just screams Yoongi. Any other name can't fit him as well as Yoongi can. Why is he so perfect? Jimin's weak mind can't possibly handle all of this and he sure is hyperventilating now. He needs to calm down before his heart finally explodes. He tries to regulate his breathing, to slow down his frantic pulse but they just won't listen to him. Why is he like this? Jimin knows the answer but it won't do him any good. It might actually worsen the situation. He is sure that his heart is trying to get out of its cage and present itself to the man in front of him.
"So uhm, shouldn't we help Jimin hyung? I think he might pass out any moment now."
"Hush Kookie, hyung is enjoying the show. This is the best shoujo manga scene I've ever encountered," Hoseok states, munching on a bowl of popcorns.
"Pass me the popcorn, Hobi" Jin requests, holding out his hand. "This is much better than any movie we were planning to watch. We should make this a regular thing."
"Then as the president, I, Namjoon, am declaring that the 13th of every month is solely for Yoonmin and we shall each contribute to ensuring that the Yoonmin ship is sailing smoothly."
"Yeah, yeah, rub it in my face will you. No need to remind me that I'm not the president of Yoonmin every chance you get."
Jimin thinks he might faint and if he does, he never wants to wake up ever again. There's no way he can face the world now. He can never live this down. Maybe he should change his name and move to another country. Yup, that's the only logical solution. In order to do that, he'll need to get a passport. Wait, how do you make a passport? He should ask Jin hyung or maybe Namjoon, that man knows everything. His thoughts are full with the preparation of changing his identity and leaving the country, until a pair of arms rest on his shoulders, bringing him out of his musing. "Wha- what?" He asks dumbfounded.
"Sorry, my hands are tied. I've been calling your name for ten minutes now but I still can't catch your attention. I want to do something else but my hands are, you know so it kinda limits my choices. This is a bad idea isn't it? I shouldn't be touching you without permission. I'm so sorry, I shouldn't-" the man rattles on and on but Jimin's only focus is on his lips, looking so pouty and inviting. They must be very sweet, like candy, with how pink they are. Jimin catches a faint strawberry scent. The man must be wearing his usual lip balm.
Jimin brings one finger up and places it on those pillowy lips, sufficiently shutting the boy up. "Mmm," the boy hums, confused. Jimin can feel the vibrations on his finger, travelling down all the way to his abdomen. He looks down, patting his stomach to calm the butterflies inside. "Hey, are you okay ?" Jimin looks up and realizes the distance between their faces, or the lack of it. He jerks backward bringing the two of them to the floor.
"There it is. There it is! The infamous kabedon or to be precise floor-don? Anybody know the Japanese word for floor?"
"I think it's Yuka. So technically it's yukadon but I don't think that's a thing. We should stick to kabedon since walls and floors are pretty much the same right ?"
"Maybe but who cares. Things just got more interesting. Tell me you're filming this Joonie."
"I am. Haven't stopped since they start staring into each other's eyes. Too bad I didn't get the cheek biting tho. That was gold."
"What!? You didn't record that and you still call yourself the president. Wow, the audacity of some people."
"Shut up Tae, I'm filming here. Damn, my battery bout to die. Kookie, bring out your camera. We still have lots of filming to do."
"Pssh, yet another reason why I should be the president."
"Kookie, get your camera please. We need to record this in HD. Ain't no way Joon's poor excuse of a phone can capture the beauty of this moment."
"Hey!"
"Oh my god. Can all of you shut your mouth? I'm trying to watch a movie here. Make another noise and I'll stuff your mouth full of popcorn."
Jimin's back hits the cold hard floor but his head is resting on something soft. It feels like something is laying on top of him but he couldn't be bothered as it's actually comforting. He can feel warmth seeping through his body from above. He blinks his eyes open slowly and comes face to face with a certain Yoongi. He feels a whole lot warmer now because of their proximity and not because of something else. Definitely not because of how Yoongi is between his legs.
"Are you hurt? I'm sorry about this, they've tied both my hands and legs. I'm so sorry," Yoongi apologizes. He is supporting his weight with his elbows in order not to crush Jimin. It seems like he's also using his hands as a makeshift cushion for Jimin's head. Jimin's heart starts beating frantically again after realizing that.
"I- it- it's o- okay hy- hyung. No- not your fau- fault. Le- let me just," Jimin tries to roll away but fails as he finds out how tricky their situation is. The space between them is too small for him to free himself. The only way to do so is by reversing their position. That way, he can move his knee freely and slide his head out of Yoongi's hold but in order to do that, Yoongi has to lay down on top of him completely, in order to avoid any unnecessary injuries. Can he get out of this alive? "H- h- hyung, I- I- think w- we need to re- re- reverse our po- po- position," he stutters out. It takes all of his willpower to cough up that sentence without combusting.
"Oh. Uhm, so umm how do we do this?"
"Y- yo- m- w-" Deep breath Jimin, you can do this. "Yo- you ha- have to l- l- la- lay-" No he can't. He can't say it. There's no way he can say it out loud
"Yea- oh, oh oh Yo-you mean, I-I, Y-you, we" Jimin thanks the heavens that Yoongi gets the message. The one good thing about this is that he has a clear view of Yoongi's face and sees the moment realization hits him. His eyes widen and his whole face turns crimson red. If Jimin wasn't so flustered himself then he would definitely coo at such adorable reactions. He nods his head, confirming Yoongi's thought as he doesn't want to risk using his voice. "A- are you sure ?" Yoongi whispers. Jimin gives him another nod.
"Wait wait wait. Hold your horses. Time out. Time out!"
"What do you think you're doing, Tae?" Namjoon hisses, holding on to the younger boy.
"What do you think? I'm putting a stop to this. That's my brother. I don't need to see him hum-"
"Ssshhh," Jin throws some popcorn towards the boy. "We're about to get to my favourite scene and I'm not gonna let you ruin it. Either shut your eyes or watch it. Your choice."
"You tell him, hyung. Make sure you hold on him tight, Joon. We can't have him ruining the moment. Are you filming this with that camera of yours, JK ?"
"Is it really necessary ? I mean, you're already recording it with your phone, why do we need it on my camera too?"
"Are you kidding me? This golden scene needs to have as much footage as it can. In fact, hyung, can I borrow your phone ?"
"Sure, it's on the table. You know the password. JK, get closer to the scene. Make sure you get a good angle."
"I don't want to, hyung" he whines. "I don't even want to watch. Can I get out of here before they start to- oh nevermind, Jimin hyung just freed himself."
Jimin can't believe this. His plan actually worked and without a hitch too. Maybe fate is finally being kind to him again after making him suffer a lifetime. He feels like he has been reborn. "Uhm, can you help untie me too please?" The voice brings Jimin out of his euphoria and back to reality which is not that different. He is facing the world's cutest most good looking man (sorry Jin hyung), he might as well be in heaven now.
"O- of course !" He accidentally raises his voice in panic. He suddenly remembers the predicament the man is in and hastily untie his hands. He tries to do the same with the man's legs but is stopped. The man says he can do it himself but Jimin insists on helping. They end up doing it together, hands brushing a few times, with blushes permanently settling on their cheeks.
"Thank you, Jimin" the man whispers.
"N- no problem, hyung" Jimin breathes out.
"It's nice to finally meet you. Officially," Yoongi declares, scratching the back of his neck, cheeks growing redder. Jimin doesn't know what he looks like but judging from the warmth coming from his face, he thinks he might be worse.
"Nice to officially meet you too, hyung."