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Jungkook, Taehyung and Hoseok were cuddled up on the sofa watching an anime, Seokjin was cooking in the kitchen and Namjoon was at the studio producing. Just a normal day. Jimin had fallen asleep whilst trying to follow the plot of the anime. When he woke up, he padded to the boys shared bedroom. When he had some down time, Jimin always went and sat with Yoongi. He did it so often that it wasn’t even a conscious decision any more, it was more like conditioned behaviour. Jimin felt peaceful around Yoongi, the two of them would often be silent as Yoongi would usually be writing lyrics, but it was a comfortable silence.
On the odd day that Yoongi wasn’t in the right head-space to write anything, the two boys would play games together or just chat. Often they would carry out different activities but the point is that they were in the same room together. And that’s just how Jimin likes it. After debut, Yoongi had found this behaviour of Jimin’s a bit strange, but he brushed it off and put it down to Jimin looking up to him as a father figure. At first. As time went on Yoongi grew to enjoy the youngster’s presence and now, almost two years on, Yoongi would even say he craved it. His creativity perhaps even flowing more freely when he had his Jimminie by his side.
It was no secret to the other members that Jimin had a crush on Yoongi, well, more than a crush and so when Hoseok saw Jimin get up and leave the room, he said nothing about it, only smirking a little and turning back to the anime. Jimin's feelings amused the other members because Yoongi was so totally oblivious. He still hadn’t pieced together that perhaps Jimin's behaviour, that sometimes drew parallels to that of a puppy, showed indications of more than friendly feelings.
Where the other members could read Jimin like an open book, Yoongi was the polar opposite. He had mastered the poker face and whenever Seokjin would subtly try to bring up Jimin in conversation, Yoongi would smoothly change the conversation, or simply walk out of the room. Yoongi adored his little Jimminie but for some reason he was convinced that his feelings were't reciprocated. He channelled these suppressed feelings into song and so that’s how free days were spent. Min Yoongi and Park Jimin sat side by side, Yoongi writing lyrics about his love for a boy who was mere inches away from him, feeling exactly the same, but none the wiser.
On this particular afternoon, Jimin found Yoongi sat on his bed, headphones in place and hunched over his laptop, tip tapping away. The door was ajar and Jimin could hear Yoongi singing softly. He stopped to listen for a while because hearing Yoongi singing was akin to spotting a rarely seen creature outside of its natural habitat. After 2 ¾ songs, Jimin noticed something.
Yoongi was listening to Bangtan’s own songs, but he was only singing along with Jimin's lines. He waited until the song was over and then waited for the next, it was War of Hormone and Yoongi sang along with Jimin once again, well, every part except that amazingly high note at the end. When he put the effort in, Yoongi actually had a really sweet voice, in Jimin's opinion. Not like that escapade on ASC when he had almost popped a vein singing (or attempting to sing) Let Me Know.
Jimin really wanted to stay by the door and listen some more, but Seokjin was approaching and he could really do without yet another questioning from his eldest hyung. He carefully placed his hand on the door, trying to open it without attracting Yoongi's attention. Once in the room he reached behind himself to softly close the door. He all but tip-toed over to the edge of Yoongi's bed and lowered himself down beside the orange-haired boy. Yoongi was truly in a world of his own, having yet to notice Jimin's presence. We Are Bulletproof, Pt. 2 came on and Jimin could hear it even through the headphones.
Eventually Jimin had had enough of the quiet act and decided to sing along with Yoongi. Jimin’s voice was loud and this popped Yoongi's bubble, causing him to snap his head round whilst simultaneously removing his headphones to rest around his neck.
‘Yah! Jimin, what are you doing, you scared hyung!’
Jimin didn’t reply immediately, opting instead to laugh. His laughing grew louder as the blush quickly spreading across Yoongi's cheeks deepened. After a minute or so he calmed down and found his words. ‘I was enjoying your singing of course hung, should I be worried about my spot in the group?’
‘Don’t be ridiculous’, Yoongi said, looking back to his open tabs on the laptop with feigned concentration. He was not about to explain to Jimin just how much he enjoyed the sound of his voice and the inspiration it brought him. Especially not when he was using this inspiration to write a song. A song about Jimin. Jimin decided not to push Yoongi, he liked this slightly vulnerable Yoongi and he didn't fancy accidentally releasing bad mood Yoongi, who would probably kick Jimin off the bed, leaving him to suffer on the cold, hard floor.
‘You have a lovely voice hyung,’ is what Jimin decided on, starting to feel embarrassed himself. Yoongi turned. Jimin stared at the floor because if he continued to look at Yoongi the way he was, practically gazing into his eyes, coupled with the compliment it would surely be more than obvious. Yoongi let out a muffled ‘Thanks’ and went back to what his was doing.
A few moments passed and Jimin's curiosity got the better of him. He didn’t usually bother Yoongi when he was working, he’d just sit patiently and occupy himself, but this time he couldn't help it. ‘Are you writing a song, hyung?’ He asked hesitantly. Yoongi fingers stilled, but he didn't look away from the glaring screen.
‘Yes’.
‘What’s it about?’
‘I'm sorry Jimminie but its personal'. Jimin looked only slightly deflated, reminding Yoongi of a forgotten birthday balloon. He felt guilty for upsetting Jimin, even if it was none of his business, so he decided to try and salvage the situation. ‘Is that OK? I mean, I would tell you, but I really can’t, I'm sorry Jimin’.
Jimin was shocked, he hadn't meant to openly show his disappointment at not knowing what Yoongi was writing about and he was mortified that Yoongi had actually noticed. ‘No no no hyung. I didn’t mea-, Ah! Of course you don’t have to tell me, it’s your personal business. Yoongi was satisfied that Jimin wouldn't push any further and he decided to close the laptop. There was no point trying to write any more if he couldn't continue his ‘singing with Jimin writing about Jimin’ process and he didn't have the heart to ask Jimin to leave. That was one thing he had never, ever done and he prided himself on it. Jimin was important to him and he felt grounded by his presence, he’d never had reason to reject Jimin and he honestly thought he never would.
He leaned over the side of the bed to place the laptop underneath it and rested back against the pillows. Jimin still looked like he felt out of place so Yoongi curled his pale fingers around Jimin's wrist and tugged him back against the pillows alongside him. They lay like that for a while, until Yoongi took out his phone and opened up the latest app game he had downloaded. He shoved the phone into Jimin's unsuspecting hands. ‘I dare you to beat my high score Park Jimin’ Yoongi exclaimed with the utmost confidence, a wide grin starting to stretch his face. ‘Bring. It. On’ was Jimin’s reply.
//
When Taehyung and Jungkook burst into the room a few hours later, Yoongi was kneeling on his bed staring at the floor where Park Jimin lay having beat Yoongi's high score, resulting in being banished from the kingdom of bed. ‘But you dared me to hyung, it’s your own fault’ Jimin managed to get out between over exaggerated groans of pain.’
‘My bed, my rules’ Yoongi said defiantly, crossing his arms across his chest as a sign of authority. Jimin got on his knees and started fake praying to the God Min Yoongi, asking for his banishment to be lifted. Yoongi put a finger to his chin, pausing in dramatized thought. He was about to declare his answer when Namjoon popped his head around the door, he looked tired as he usually did upon return from the studio and the circles under his eyes were more noticeable than usual. Yoongi returned to a normal sitting position, Jimin stood up from kneeling on the floor and Taehyung and Jungkook swivelled to face Namjoon from their position on Taehyung's bed. This particular position happened to be Taehyung sat in Jungkook’s lap, laughing horrendously at Jimin's pathetic attempt at grovelling.
‘Seokjin has dinner ready so if you guys could quickly clean up and come to the kitchen’ he left straight away and the four boys headed in the direction of the bathroom having sobered up from their prior giddy moods.
//
A few weeks later and the group had just returned from a particularly tough practice session. They were all sweaty and tired but had they ordered take out and sat in a circle on the floor of the dorm living room and shared food and jokes, despite being almost totally drained. The conversation found its way to their upcoming album and how they were still in need of a couple more songs. ‘We need at least two more until it can be released’ said Namjoon, running his fingers through his hair. He was angry at himself for not being able to do this, music was his life so why was he having writers block as of late? Seokjin rubbed his hand down Namjoon's arm in reassurance and Namjoon sighed. An uncomfortable air settled around the members and each of them wanted to lift it but none knew how. That was until Jimin had a not-so-bright idea.
‘Yoongi hyung is working on a song’ it came out quieter than expected but it was clearly audible in silent room. Yoongi's eyes immediately found Jimin's across the circle but Jimin had already regretted his statement before he’d even finished saying it, this much was clear in his body language and that was the only thing that stopped Yoongi from saying anything. Jimin's eyes pleaded an apology with Yoongi but no one noticed because they were all staring at Yoongi.
Naturally Taehyung was the first to pipe up. ‘Hyung that’s amazing! What is it about! What’s the pace? How much singing do I get? Never mind that, what’s it about?’ Less than half of these words were coherent enough to be understood as Taehyung was trying to get out each new question before he had finished the previous one.
Seokjin quickly became Mamma Jin. ‘Calm down Tae, let Yoongi speak.’ He motioned at Yoongi as if encouraging him to explain himself. Yoongi continued looking at Jimin, he wasn’t exactly glaring but he also wouldn’t say that his expression was a loving one.
Jimin's upset was become more and more apparent and he was cursing himself inside, wishing he wasn’t so stupid. He was in a good place with Yoongi hyung and he had gone and ruined it. He hates me, look at the way he’s glaring at me, he thought. I should just get up and leave. He seriously contemplated it. Namjoon didn't seem affected by the situation at all, he was in his own world wishing that he could just do what he was supposed to do and get the album done. What they had so far was brilliant, maybe even some of Bangtan’s finest, but they weren't allowed to release until they had more.
Feeling the weight of four expectant gazes focused on him, Yoongi spoke. ‘It’s personal guys, it’s really raw and I guess I’d like to keep this one to myself’ He shrugged nonchalantly, brushing the matter off as if someone had just asked him something insignificant, such as what he had had for breakfast. He did however, feel a pang of guilt towards Namjoon. The poor guy looked dejected and Yoongi knew he felt responsible for the current state of the album. ‘I hope you can understand this one Namjoon, as a writer you know what it feels like to have something that the world is not quite ready to hear’. His gaze moved to the floor, avoiding what he worried may be disappointment from Namjoon and the continued pleading looks from Jimin. He shoved some kimchi into his mouth and Jungkook followed suit.
Eventually all the members were back eating and Hoseok, that saviour Jung Hoseok, managed to inject some humour into the atmosphere by shoving some food into Taehyung's mouth and proceeding to try and lick the spillages from his chin. Jungkook was rolling on the floor and if the two youngest were in high spirits, the others were happy. Jimin was grateful for the distraction from himself because he couldn't stop a tear escaping his eye and slowly rolling down his cheek, making that particular bite of food taste slightly salty. Yoongi noticed, Yoongi always noticed.
After the empty containers and bowls had been cleaned away, the members adjourned to the bedroom, it was late and their empty batteries were catching up with them. Yoongi remained in the living area but had migrated from the floor to the sofa. He sighed to himself in the dimly lit room. He wasn't upset with Jimin, he hadn't been to begin with. If he had it was for all of five seconds or less. The situation had been quickly resolved, or so he hoped, he’d make it up to Namjoon. He had other songs on the go that he fully intended to be performed by Bangtan and he be damned if he didn't try his hardest to get them polished up as soon as possible. They were a little rough around the edges but if he’d have known the severity of the situation he would have presented them earlier.
Content that this would all be OK in the morning, Yoongi rested his head against the sofa cushions and closed his eyes. Jimin was absent briefly from his mind whilst he had been going over beats and melodies in his mind.
Yoongi opened his eyes suddenly when he heard footsteps. He knew Jimin well enough to be able to recognise both his breathing and his footfalls. The sofa was facing away from Jimin and he paused behind it, just to the side of Yoongi's shoulder. He paused for a moment before speaking in a hushed tone.
‘I'm really sorry hyung. I know that that song was private. I shouldn’t have said anything and I sincerely hope that you can forgive me because I honestly don’t know what I would do if you hated me’. Yoongi wanted to halt Jimin right there, how could he even entertain the idea that Yoongi could ever hate him? Jimin carried on however, getting more and more passionate with every word. ‘I will do whatever it is that I possibly can do to make it up to you. I just did it because the mood was so low and Namjoon hyung has been looking so drained recently, the bags under his eyes might as well be permanent and I just thought that maybe you’d consid-. No scrap that, that’s bullshit, I didn't think you’d consider putting the song on the album. I'm just Park Jimin and I can be a complete fucking idiot sometimes’.
Jimin couldn't see Yoongi but his mouth was agape. Yoongi knew that Jimin had bouts of low self-esteem now and then, didn't everyone? But he had never heard him be that harsh about himself out loud though. Yoongi couldn't see Jimin but his hands were balled into fists and he was using all his will power not to cry. He wasn't a baby. He had done wrong to someone he cared about. Heck, someone he loved and he needed to suck it up and be a man about it. He spun on his heel preparing to leave the room. Just as he was about to walk off, he felt a gentle hand on his shoulder pulling him back. He hadn't even heard Yoongi move off the sofa.
‘Now listen here Park Jimin.’ Yoongi spoke with a firm tone. He was about to tell Jimin how it is and Jimin was going to listen.
‘Number one, yes that song was private but you made a mistake in the spur of the moment and that’s OK. Two, no I do not forgive you because I was never mad at you in the first place. Three, I cannot BELIEVE that you would ever consider, even for one tiny second that I could ever hate you, ever. Four, you don’t need to do one single thing to make it up to me, just forgiving yourself will be enough because I can see how much you are beating yourself up over this. Five, I know why you did it and yes, I have noticed that about Namjoon and I have a plan to sort it out that starts tomorrow’.
Jimin was fully facing Yoongi at this point and Yoongi had his hands on Jimin's shoulders. Jimin was wide eyed, not expecting this reaction at all from Yoongi, he was relieved but he would be lying if he said he wasn't slightly intimidated. Yoongi could be very dominant when he needed to be.
‘Finally, I don’t want to hear you call yourself a fucking idiot ever again. Do you hear me? I will know about it even if you dare think this about yourself because you are so fucking easy for me to read and if I find out that you've done it I really will be angry and I might not forgive you for that. Do you understand me?’
Inspired speech over with, Yoongi was panting slightly because he had used up all his breath but it was worth it because he was pretty sure that he had got the required point across to Jimin, if the startled deer in headlights look was anything to go by.
Jimin continued to stare at Yoongi and Yoongi continued to try and get his breath back when Jimin threw his arms around Yoongi’s neck all of a sudden. He squeezed Yoongi as tightly as he could without causing Yoongi discomfort and buried his face into Yoongi's neck. Yoongi responded by wrapping his arms around Jimin's waist. He kissed Jimin's hair and the two stayed that way for a short time until Jimin muttered ‘Thank you hyung’ followed by a deep breath of relief. He inhaled Yoongi’s scent and in that moment, he didn't care that he had to keep his love a secret, because this was enough for now. Not long after, Hoseok appeared through the doorway and ushered the two to bed.
//
The next morning Yoongi shook off his nickname Motionless Min and he was in the studio at 7am. He did some minor editing on his songs and downloaded them onto a USB ready to show to Namjoon. They weren't yet ready but hopefully Namjoon would be able to see his vision for the songs and it would raise his spirits. The two would head back to the studio and before you know it Bangtan Boys will be out promoting yet another chart topping album. What he wasn't expecting was to be confronted by both Seokjin and Namjoon when he re-entered the kitchen at 9:38am. The other members were still sleeping, exhausted from the previous day. Yoongi’s mind wandered to Jimin for a second and to how cute he probably looked sleeping. Yoongi honestly wished that Jimin had had a peaceful night’s sleep and hadn’t fretted too much about the previous day’s troubles.
His attention was back on Seokjin and Namjoon when Seokjin cleared his throat unnecessarily loudly. It was Namjoon, however, who spoke. ‘Is everything OK Yoongi?’
'Yeah of course it is!’ replied Yoongi brightly.
‘When Jimin brought up the song yesterday you looked extremely uncomfortable and Seokjin and I felt that it was our responsibility to see if you were OK.’ Yoongi was flabbergasted to say the least but he managed to find a reply.
‘Namjoon I-, I was just a little surprised when Jimin brought it up that’s all. The songs an exploration of some of the feelings I have and I don’t think I'm quite ready to share them yet.’ Namjoon just nodded in respect for Yoongi’s mature answer. Seokjin also nodded but it was a very different type of nod. This was a knowing nod. A nod that said that he knew exactly what Yoongi was talking about and it made Yoongi feel a little uneasy.
‘The song is about Jimin, isn't it Yoongi?’ Yoongi bowed his head in affirmation, there was no point in denying it, Seokjin hyung was extremely perceptive and as good as Yoongi’s poker face was, Seokjin’s intuition was better. ‘I understand why you wouldn't want to share it, you are not ready to let Jimin know how you feel but if it’s OK I would like to tell you something and give you some advice and I hope that you will consider my words carefully’. Yoongi wanted to know what Seokjin had to say so he motioned for him to continue.
‘I'm astonished that you haven’t noticed by now but Yoongi, Park Jimin is honestly head over heels for you. He dotes on you and I think you are the only one who doesn't realise it. We have all noticed how he spends all his downtime with you, quite content just being in your presence. He eyes follow you when you move across the room. He looks up to you and takes everything you say into consideration. He is an extremely considerate person but with you its magnified tenfold. If what I'm saying right now shocks you it really shouldn’t because all these actions that I have just described, well you reciprocate them exactly. Just because you swiftly change the conversation when I bring the issue up doesn't mean I don’t already know everything I need to know. As the eldest hyung it’s my job to make sure you are all happy and I will be damned if I don’t succeed. I need you to trust me 100% when I say that our Jimin feels exactly the way you do about him. I'm not going to tell you what to do but do know that if you do decide to confess, we will all be right behind you because we can’t bear to see either of you hurting and I know that hiding your feelings hurts you more and more each day. Do what feels right and I promise you it will all turn out OK.’
Seokjin’s ended his speech there but Yoongi didn't need to reply this time. He just placed his hand over Seokjin’s which was resting on the counter. He removed his hand to retrieve the USB from his pocket and handed it to Namjoon. ‘Listen’ was all he said ‘I need to head back to the studio’.
When Yoongi reached the studio for the second time that day, he opened the drawer next to the recording desk and pulled out a fresh USB. He opened up a file on his computer, simply named, ‘A song for Jimin’. He dragged the file onto the USB and scrabbled round the desk space for a piece of paper or something to that effect. Eventually he found a yellow post-it note and wrote just a name on it, Jimin, in small unsuspecting handwriting. He smiled to himself and finally took the time to ponder Seokjin’s words. He could remember what Seokjin had said word for word and ran over the words again and again until they were beginning to blur into one big mesh of syllables. He had no reason to doubt Seokjin. He had never lied before, not to his knowledge anyway and surely Seokjin wouldn't intentionally want Yoongi to make a fool of himself, would he?
Yoongi spent a significant portion of the day sat on the swivel chair in the studio, having an internal debate with himself about whether or not he should do this. He came up with countless arguments for both sides but in the end he knew what he was going to do. He had fallen for Park Jimin hard and if there was the slightest chance that Jimin felt the same then he was going to take action. He didn't need to worry if it was appropriate or about what his other members would think because Seokjin had basically given him his blessing, in front of Namjoon. All he could think about was how it would feel to be snuggled up with Jimin, not the way they usually are, but how it would feel if Jimin knew how he Yoongi felt and returned his feelings. It made Yoongi feel dizzy just thinking about it and he could feel himself getting flushed. He took a second to steady himself and managed to raise himself from the chair.
Arriving back at the dorm, Yoongi was met with an eerie silence. No one was home. Shouldn't Namjoon be listening to the songs Yoongi had given him? He dismissed the apparent absence of his band mates because it favoured his plan. He slipped into the shared bedroom and moved towards Jimin's bed that was two away from his own. He played with the USB in his fingers and it suddenly felt heavy in his hands. He squeezed his eyes shut and when he opened them he placed the USB on Jimin’s pillow and smoothed out the creases in the pillow case absent-mindedly. The final step was to place the post-it on the USB and his mission was complete. Now all that was needed was for Jimin to listen to the song, the rest was out of his hands. With that in mind he left the dorm and walked in the direction of the park. He pulled out his iPod and earphones and settled into a park bench seat to the sounds of Park Jimin.
Luckily, when the others returned to the dorm, Jimin was first to enter the bedroom. Truthfully he was searching for Yoongi, having not seen him since their moment the previous night. He hadn’t been in the kitchen or living area and when Jimin discovered that he wasn't in the bedroom either, his shoulders slumped. He didn't know what he wanted to say to Yoongi, just that he needed him. He had taken Yoongi’s words to heart and had spent the day vowing to stand by them.
Namjoon had taken the group out for ice-cream to celebrate. They were celebrating the near completion of their album because he had listened to the USB Yoongi had handed him and to put it simply, the songs were perfect. Exactly what they were looking for. A little work and they’d be on the comeback stage in no time at all. Namjoon hadn’t waited for Yoongi’s return to treat the others, he knew how Yoongi worked.
When they had all arrived back at the dorm, Namjoon felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. It was a text message, from Yoongi.
I've emailed the song across, I’d like you consider it for the album
Namjoon went to find his laptop immediately.
It was lucky that Jimin was first into the bedroom because it meant that no one else saw the item left on his pillow. Jimin eyed the item from the door and when he picked it up he recognised the handwriting instantaneously. He grabbed his laptop and plugged in the USB, missing the port on the first few attempts due to his hands shaking in anticipation. The others had rented a DVD to watch and he really hoped no one walked in any time soon. Just to be safe, he also plugged in a pair of headphones that he snatched from Hoseok's night stand next to his own and placed them over his ears. There was only one file one the device. He loaded it and hit play.
The first time he listened to the song he didn't take anything in apart from the knowledge that he loved the song. It moved him to his core. He swore he could feel it ebb and flow to the rhythm of the blood in his veins and it was an immediate action when he clicked replay. The second time he listened to the song he used all the brain power he could muster up to concentrate on the lyrics. They were about a person. Wait, they were about two people. One person’s undying love for the other. The lyrics described someone and Jimin was sure he knew who it was, they were on the tip of his tongue. The third time he listened to the song, Jimin knew who the song was about. He didn't even realise that he was crying until he noticed something wet on the mouse pad.
//
That night all the boys in the dorm were dead to the world having watched a whole movie trilogy, except for two. Jimin had spent most of the evening crying happy tears and wondering where the hell Yoongi had disappeared too. Yoongi had snuck into the bedroom quite late hoping to avoid any human contact. He had noticed Jimin’s resting form, assuming he was asleep, that was until he had climbed into his own bed and swore he could heard a snuffle. It was probably Jungkook and his rhinitis. Then he heard it again and it wasn't coming from Jungkook's side of the room. It was coming from Jimin's. Jimin was awake. Yoongi steeled himself and quietly padded over to Jimin. He paused before lifting the duvet and getting in. It was a squeeze because they only had a single bed each but they were the two smallest members, after all.
Yoongi could feel Jimin tense once he was in the bed but he wrapped his arms around Jimin anyway, spooning him. He moved his lips towards Jimin’s ear and used the smallest voice that he could manage.
‘Did you listen to the song?’
Jimin twisted to face Yoongi. He was suddenly terrified even though he had been anticipating the olders return all evening. Their faces were so impossibly close due to the size of the bed that they were inhaling each other’s exhaled air. Jimin didn't answer the question. He just searched Yoongi’s face with his eyes as well as he could in the almost darkness. Yoongi looked relaxed, satisfied with the situation but it was obvious that he was expecting an answer. Jimin gave a small nod and Yoongi spoke again.
‘Why were you crying?’ Jimin managed a chocked, ‘Hyung’, and Yoongi didn't push him any further.
After what seemed like an eternity, Jimin reached out with his hand towards Yoongi’s face but he hesitated when his fingers were less than a millimetre away. He looked to Yoongi for approval and Yoongi gave it. When Jimin’s hand was on Yoongi’s cheek it was soft. Jimin thought that this must be what it feels like to touch a cloud. On the other hand Yoongi felt like a jolt of electricity had just shot through his body, originating from the spot where Jimin had placed his hand. Jimin traced the contours of Yoongi’s face slowly, going over every line, every plane. This wasn't the first time his hands had been in contact with Yoongi and certainly not the first time he had been in contact with Yoongi’s face but this time was different. It was intimate and Jimin wasn't sure he had ever truly been intimate with anyone before now.
Yoongi waited patiently as Jimin took his time to exploring his face. He leaned into his touch and gave the younger all the time that he needed. It wasn't long before Jimin’s delicate fingers had found Yoongi’s lips. Firstly he traced his index finger over his top lip before using two fingers to explore the lower. Yoongi reflexively opened his mouth slightly at the touch and a contended sigh escaped his lips without his permission.
Jimin was released from the trance he had been in, fascinated by everything that is Yoongi, when a sigh had slipped from Yoongi’s lips. Jimin felt himself shiver. Had Yoongi really made that sound because of him? He yearned for more. Meanwhile Yoongi wished himself to reach out to touch Jimin but he was letting Jimin take his time. He was the youngest of the two of them and they needed to take things at his pace. Yoongi had always put Jimin’s needs first and he always would. That’s just how he was.
Jimin had reached his limit of time he was willing to wait to hear Yoongi make another of those sounds so he leaned forward. He leaned forward and this time he didn't wait for Yoongi’s approval. He leaned in to Yoongi until their lips touched so lightly that if someone were to be looking on, they couldn't even be sure that it had happened. Yoongi closed his eyes and sighed again but this time it was closer to a hum of pleasure. Yoongi wasted no time in re-closing the distance and he kissed Park Jimin. The kiss was short but it was sweet and it was loving and there were so many unspoken words in that one kiss and in the way that their lips moved in slow synchronisation.
Yoongi was the one to pull away. Nothing had ever felt more like it was supposed to be but he was anxious to gage Jimin’s reaction. Jimin just smiled, it wasn't one of his huge smiles that showed all of his pearly whites yet it also wasn't a small, shy smile. It was a smile that conveyed everything that Jimin was feeling and after all the time that Yoongi and Jimin had spent together, Yoongi was able to translate it perfectly. Seokjin had been right.
‘It was because I was happy’ Jimin finally confessed. Yoongi’s brow furrowed in confusion. Yoongi’s cute puzzled expression was endearing and it made Jimin smile even more brightly than before and it was kind of dazzling to Yoongi’s eyes. ‘You asked me why I was crying, hyung. It was because I was happy. They were tears of joy. I had to listen to the song a few times before I understood and now that I do, I can genuinely say that I've never been happier’. Jimin’s smile had now reached his eyes, it was honestly Yoongi’s favourite smile. It was the one where Jimin’s eyes all but disappeared.
Yoongi became momentarily lost in Jimin world until Jimin spoke again. Jimin leaned over to speak in Yoongi’s ear as Yoongi had done to him upon first entering the bed. ‘Does this mean my ban from your bed has been lifted now?’ Yoongi couldn't see Jimin’s face but he could hear the smirk in his voice and Jimin could sense Yoongi’s quirked eyebrow.
‘That depends’.
‘On what?’ enquired Jimin.
‘On the amount of grovelling you are willing to do’. Jimin laughed softly, hyper aware that one of the other members could wake up at any time. ‘How about we I just kiss you again instead hmmm?’
During the night Jimin had drifted off to sleep, limbs tangled amongst Yoongi’s and Yoongi had had to reluctantly but carefully pry himself free in order to return to his own bed. Jimin would understand why when he woke up.
//
The next morning Namjoon practically dragged Yoongi out of bed to much protests. Yoongi figured he probably just wanted to get to work on finishing the album as soon as possible. It took him the entire time it took to shower and get dressed before he realised that Namjoon will have listened to Jimin’s song by now. He really hoped that it was good news.
Namjoon waited until they were at the studio to spill the beans. Once they were both across the threshold he whirled on Yoongi. ‘All we need is a title.’
‘A title?’ replied Yoongi.
‘For Jimin’s song.' There was a silent 'duh' implied and Namjoon was grinning like a fool.
Yoongi was ecstatic. ‘So does this mean it’s going on the album?’
‘It sure does hyung. I'm so glad you decided to share it with us after all. Seokjin can be quite persuasive can’t he?’ Yoongi nodded in agreement, thoughts drifting back to last night. Things had taken quite a turn over the past couple of days but he couldn't be more glad of it. Namjoon noticed that Yoongi had spaced out a little and it didn't take a genius to put the pieces of this particular jig-saw together. Namjoon smiled internally and made a mental note to notify Seokjin of the good news. He really hoped that this wouldn't go to Seokjin’s head too much though, they couldn't do with yet another growing ego in the group.
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After a hard day’s work of mixing and editing. Yoongi and Namjoon returned to the dorm to a familiar and welcoming scene. Jungkook, Taehyung and Hoseok were cuddled up on the sofa watching TV and Seokjin was cooking in the kitchen. Namjoon joined Seokjin in the kitchen to help with dinner and share the news whereas Yoongi set off in search of Jimin. He wasn't too hard to find. He was sat on Yoongi’s bed watching dance practice videos on his laptop. Typical Park Jimin. Always trying to perfect his performances which were already gold standard in Yoongi’s eyes.
When the door opened and Yoongi entered the room, Jimin pushed the laptop away from himself and stood up, arms wide. Yoongi slid into them easily as if it was a familiar routine that they performed daily. Yoongi was in no rush and he took his time soaking up Jimin. Jimin was wearing a tank top today and Yoongi can’t say that he was against that. The boy had smooth, tan, muscular arms to die for and he never wanted to move from this spot in Jimin’s arms.
Somehow they ended up sat on Yoongi’s bed and Yoongi pulled away slightly. He remained in Jimin’s embrace but he was now in a position to look at Jimin whilst he was speaking to him. Yoongi swallowed and Jimin watched as his Adams apple bobbed, not realising before now that such a thing could be a turn on.
‘The songs going on the album Jimminie. Namjoon and I have been in the studio all day and it’s looking really good’.
Initially Jimin beamed but then his expression grew more serious. Yoongi was pretty sure he knew which trail of thought Jimin’s mind was currently following.
'Don’t worry, I've been thinking about it a lot today and well- I think perhaps… we should tell the others the truth about the song?’ It wasn't supposed to be a question but it ended up being one as Yoongi didn't want to go down this road right now without Jimin by his side and fully on board. ‘It’s only Kookie, Hobi and Tae to tell and well, from some things that Seokjin was telling me, I don’t think it will be much of a surprise. You’re an open book. Who knew?’ Yoongi was lightly teasing Jimin at the end there, Jimin didn’t need telling twice that he wasn’t exactly a pro when it came to masking emotions.
‘Namjoon actually suggested it too. He made a good point. He said that if everyone was going to be singing a song about you they should at least know that it’s well, about you.’ Jimin mulled it over for a while. He was running multiple scenarios in his head at once and Yoongi could almost see the cogs in his brain whirring. Sure, everyone knew that Jimin liked Yoongi. But would they act differently if the two of them were actually together? He couldn't decide. One part of him wanted to run to the top of the highest hill in Seoul and shout from this top of his lungs that Min Yoongi was his. But another part of him wanted to keep it a secret, away from prying eyes that send judging glances when they think that no one is looking.
No, I'm being ridiculous was his final thought. Those five boys out there are my best friends and it’s only them who need to know, for now. Having made his decision, Jimin looked Yoongi straight in the eyes, informing him of his decision.
In the end Jimin was overcome with a sudden shyness when he was about to leave the room with Yoongi to talk to the others. Yoongi empathised with him and understood what he was feeling. Whilst it would mean to world to Yoongi to walk into the living room hand in hand with Jimin, he knew it wasn’t an absolute necessity. All he needed to do was explain the lyrics of the song. The rest speaks for itself. So that’s how Yoongi ended up tucking Jimin into bed and walking into the living room alone.
When he had finished talking the others had many questions but the one that they all wanted to know was why Jimin wasn’t here. ‘He was feeling a little bit embarrassed’ confessed Yoongi. Yoongi had known what the reactions of his members would be. Sunshine smiles from Hoseok, jumping around from Taehyung and quiet satisfaction from Jungkook. It’s a shame that Jimin couldn't see their reactions for himself so that’s why Yoongi, along with Namjoon and Seokjin, allowed the three boys to burst into the bedroom and pounce on top of Jimin in his bed, smothering him with affection whilst they looked on from the doorway.
Taehyung was making an obscene amount of kissy noises whilst Hoseok just opted for simple tickling of Jimin’s abdomen. Jungkook was sat near Jimin’s head feeding him offhand comments such as ‘Meh, old news’ and ‘please, tell us something that wasn’t blindingly obvious’. But everyone knew that he was shining on the inside. The three boys settled down soon enough and oddly enough it was Taehyung who found his serious side. He took one of Jimin’s hands in his own and spoke to Jimin as if no one else was there. ‘There was no need for you to be embarrassed Jimminie, I always knew that yoonmin was real’ he winked at the end which caused Jimin’s cheeks to become dusted with red.
Jungkook got up from the bed and made his way to where Yoongi was standing, a small smile playing on his lips as he had been surveying the scene. Jungkook was considerably taller than Yoongi and he will never admit if you ask but in that moment, Yoongi felt slightly intimidated with Jungkook leaning over him. He cursed internally for letting the maknae get to him. Jungkook’s words were low enough for only Yoongi to hear, despite Namjoon and Seokjin being only a few paces away. Jimin, Hoseok and Taehyung were too distracted to notice the encounter.
‘I'm honestly over the moon that you finally manned up Yoongi because it pained me to see Jimin yearning for you for such a long time, but if you mess this up I can assure you that I won’t be so over the moon any more’. Jungkook’s tone was only slightly menacing. Yoongi flinched at the implication that he would ever do anything to hurt Jimin and to be honest, he was slightly offended. He straightened his back as much as he could to look Jungkook dead in the eye. Sure, Yoongi knew that Jungkook had a soft spot for Jimin but who the hell did Jungkook think he was, talking to his hyung like that. Yoongi decided to put the maknae back in line.
‘Jealous Kookie?’ he asked, glint in his eye. This time it was Jungkook who flinched. ‘Don’t worry, Jimin still loves you.’ Jungkook could feel a protest building up inside him but he let it go, not wanting to cause a scene.
‘Congratulations hyung, on Jimin and the song’. Jungkook then excited the room and not soon after the others all left too, not so subtly trying to give Jimin and Yoongi some alone time.
Jimin was lying on the bed, spread out like a starfish, trying to regain his composure after Taehyung and Hoseok had decided that little Jimminie had had enough play fighting for one day. He had his eyes closed but peeked out from under his eyelashes when he felt a weight on top on him. Yoongi was lying on Jimin's stomach, chin propped up on his palms, elbows on Jimin's chest.
‘Sorry that I made you tell them alone hyung, you were right, there was nothing to be worried about.’
Yoongi placed his index finger against Jimin’s lips, who had now opened his eyes fully. ‘I feel like you have been making too many unnecessary apologies recently Jimin. You were scared about what your friends might think about your new...’ Yoongi pondered it for a moment ‘Boyfriend’ he eventually went with, smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. A giggle escaped from Jimin’s lips.
‘I have to say though, Jungkook’s reaction surprised me a little.’ Jimin’s giggling turned into a questioning hum. Jungkook had been happy for them hadn’t he? Jimin knew how he had been feeling, despite the nonchalant attitude that was a given with Jungkook. ‘I think he was trying to threaten me Jimin’ Yoongi used an amused tone and he was rubbing Jimin’s cheek with his thumb as he spoke. ‘Our maknae all but told me that he’d hunt me down if I screwed this up.’ Yoongi paused ‘But not in so many words. I was sort of reading between the lines.’
Jimin looked concerned. He was concerned. He hoped that Jungkook didn’t think that Jimin was going to give him any less attention now that he was with Yoongi. Nothing had changed. Yoongi and Jimin were essentially the same as before just with a little more … skinship. Jimin made a mental note to speak to him in the morning but he was allowed to suffer for one night, he shouldn’t have threatened Yoongi, even if he had done it with the purest intentions.
‘I will speak to Kookie in the morning’. Yoongi was satisfied with that and subconsciously his tongue snaked out of his mouth to wet his lips. It was a little movement that Jimin definitely didn’t miss. He’d had enough of talking about the others and about the album. All he wanted right now was Jimin.
‘So hyung,’ Jimin said, changing the conversation, ‘what was that abut me being your boyfriend?’ Yoongi didn’t reply with words. Keeping his hold on Jimin’s cheek he moved his head downwards until his lips collided with Jimin’s. The kiss was still as sweet and loving as their previous one had been but it was also slowly edging towards hungry and lustful as it went on. Jimin’s hands found their way around Yoongi’s waist, pressing him even more tightly against his own body. Yoongi’s hand had long since moved from Jimin’s cheek and along with his other hand, was tangled in Jimin’s dark hair.
There was so much passion filling up the air between their bodies that Jimin had to pull away to catch his breath. Yoongi took this opportunity to introduce his lips to Jimin’s collarbones, working his way up Jimin’s neck and eventually nipping at his earlobe. These movements elicited some sinful moans from Jimin and Yoongi thought that they were some of the most beautiful sounds he had ever heard. Yoongi moved back over to Jimin’s face and littered every inch of it with light butterfly kisses, causing Yoongi’s name to slip from Jimin’s lips. This pushed Yoongi over the edge and he once again captured Jimin’s lips with his own, biting down and tugging on Jimin’s lower lip. Jimin was writhing beneath Yoongi and when Yoongi slipped his tongue into Jimin’s mouth, Jimin let out his loudest moan yet. He breathed Yoongi’s name, drawing out the syllables and let Yoongi’s tongue have the access that it wanted.
Jimin’s hands changed position from wrapped around Yoongi’s waist to holding his hips tightly. Yoongi’s shirt had hitched up a little so it was skin on skin. Yoongi felt his skin burning under Jimin’s touch and he growled into Jimin’s mouth in reply.
They continued in this way until the other members decided that they could wait no longer to sleep and so Yoongi and Jimin fell asleep, noses touching and legs entwined. Both boys had the best night’s sleep that they had had in a long time, blissfully content in the arms of the one that they loved.