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Hyung, do you have a boyfriend?”
Yoongi is almost choked by his own spit when Jimin asks him out of nowhere. He coughs and rubs his chest because of the shock.
“Oh, hyung,” Jimin moves as fast as he can, to tap Yoongi’s back. “Are you okay? I’m so sorry if that surprised you, I didn’t mean that.” Jimin giggles. “I just — curious, you don’t have to answer it if you don’t want to.”
“Why? Why so suddenly?” Yoongi asks back. “I thought we were coming here to study, Jimin.” Yoongi points at their opened text books scattered on Yoongi’s room floor, the text books that were actually untouched for the last fifteen minutes, because Jimin was busy staring at Yoongi and Yoongi was busier to pretend that nothing happened.
“I just don’t believe that a pretty man like you doesn’t have a boyfriend.” Jimin then leans his head to his palm, angles it so he can see Yoongi better. “Don’t hide it from me, hyung.”
“I’m not saying anything.” Yoongi clears his throat, looking at the page of his notebook which contains nothing but his random doodles, because he isn’t in the right mind when Jimin keeps staring at him like he wants to bore his skull.
“Or girlfriend?”
“No, and you just told me that I don’t have to answer if,”
“So, boyfriend?”
Yoongi bites his lips and laughs dryly, this time his hands randomly try to open a biography of Beethoven that they’re supposed to study, even though Yoongi knows that they won’t be able to study it again after Jimin brings another topic and it’s nearly dinner time.
“I don’t really think that would be such useful information for you, Jimin.”
“I’ll tell you something — good news, if you tell me, hyung.”
“Did you try to negotiate now?”
“Well, I’m trying and why can't you see me now?”
Yoongi gasps, he unconsciously holds his breath for a second when Jimin counters him. The man still angles his head, searching for Yoongi’s eyes. “I see you, Jimin.” Yoongi then turns his head to see Jimin smiles at him.
Maybe he shouldn’t turn his head, so that his heart won’t skip a beat.
If only Jimin knows how beautiful his smile is.
“I don’t have a boyfriend, Park Jimin. Does the answer satisfy you?”
Yoongi must have never thought that Jimin would really give him a fully satisfied smile for his unintended question, and Neptunes, his heart skipping a beat again. This is not good.
“Okay then,”
“So, what is the news that you impatiently want to tell me if I answer your question?”
Jimin shrugs, taking another tangerine from a basket in front of them and peels it with soft giggles coming out of his lips. “I thought we were coming here to study, hyung.”
Yoongi snorts when Jimin mocks him. “Okay, forget about it, let's just study.”
“Hyung,” Jimin calls and the next second, Yoongi eats the tangerine that Jimin has peeled off and feeds him. The sweetness instantly fills his mouth along with Jimin's laughter and how sweet the gesture can be. “Why do you give up so easily like that? You’re not fun.”
Yoongi chews his tangerine and leans on his bed behind his back. “You are not the first person who came up with the idea, so I don’t mind being no fun.”
“Try harder, hyung.” Jimin feeds him another tangerine and chuckles softly. “You are fun but you just lack effort sometimes.”
“It’s called saving energy mode, Jimin and we have a task to finish if you remember.” Yoongi points out again lazily at their books. “So, if you won’t tell me about that news, I suggest that we are going back to Beethoven’s life or else.”
“Okay, listen you boring grandpa.” Jimin follows Yoongi, so they lean side by side, and with that kind of distance like distance is nothing but an abstract concept, Yoongi can smell how good Jimin is and it is, again, does something to his heart.
“So, it’s nearly Valentine’s day.” Jimin starts to inform and Yoongi is quietly listening, even though his heart is half calm and half not, because what is it that has to do with Valentine?
“It’s fine if you are spending your Valentine’s day alone, right? Or with friends, family, your dogs, cats, or even maybe a stranger that you met over a warm chocolate drink. It doesn’t have to be your lover, it could be anyone.” Jimin continues and Yoongi slowly nods. Okay, then?
“I’ve been spending a couple of Valentine’s days alone and I’m still alive.” Jimin points at himself and grins. “You could be with just yourself and still feel happy, right?”
“Yes, you can make your own happiness, not just for Valentine’s days.”
Jimin smiles, satisfied with Yoongi’s answer, before letting out a long sigh that makes Yoongi back to feel worry. What is the good news that Jimin wants to tell him about? “Exactly.”
“But, it’s also nice to have someone that day.” Jimin tells him again. “You know, take a walk, drink hot chocolate with marshmallows, have a good laugh, good time. It’s not a grand holiday like Christmas, it’s not even a holiday, but still, you know what I mean?”
“Yes, that would be nice too.”
Yoongi’s heart starts to act again, it is thumping so hard on his chest. What Jimin just said was not only tickling his heart but the way he imagined how it felt to have Jimin for him alone on Valentine’s days and not just their coffee date agenda as a friend, make it worse.
How does it feel to have Jimin for their coffee date agenda as a boyfriend?
“So,” Jimin interrupts Yoongi’s thoughts that starts to wander around and gives Yoongi a big smile again, like he is trying to show Yoongi how good this news will be. “Taehyung will set me up on this date.” Jimin bites his lips, and his cheeks blooming into rosy shades.
“Oh.”
“Did you know Jeon Jungkook? The one from the sports department, hyung?”
Yoongi tilts his head and hisses. “Uhm — I’m not sure I remember. You know I — I spend most of the time studying or hanging out with you or Hoseok.” Yoongi chuckles softly.
“You should meet him. He is super cool and really nice.” Jimin gets more enthusiastic when he starts to talk about Jungkook. “He has a big build but he’s nothing but a little soft bunny. He also has these beautiful sleeve tattoos.” Jimin points at his own right arm.
“Sounds like a great man to me.”
Jimin nods. “Yes, he is. If this date is working, I guess I will have a boyfriend for my Valentine.”
Oh.
Yoongi freezes, like every bloodstream that exists on his body is on an agreement to stop working at the same time. If Jimin could see how pale he is now, but he quickly mentally slaps himself hoping that could do something to his face.
“I really like him, hyung.” Jimin speaks again, and what’s the point of mentally slapping himself? Yoongi maybe should start to slap himself in real life. “Do you think it could work?”
“Well — “ Yoongi just opens his mouth without sparing any cell to think about what he should say next. “If you want it to work, then it will work. Life is about what you think, I guess?”
“Reassuring enough, hyung.”
If only Jimin knows that Yoongi doesn’t talk with his brain. It’s him talking empty with his mouth, along with a crack that appears on his heart.
God. Damn you, feelings.
“I don’t know that you — you have someone you like along this time, Jimin. I thought you only care about the new dessert cafe that we try to find every week on every side of this city.”
Jimin shrugs and feeds his last piece of tangerine to Yoongi. “Maybe you just don’t know me that well, hyung and admit it that you are also enjoying our tour, hyung” Jimin giggles.
“Not bad. I could give my dentist more tasks to do.”
Jimin gently laughs before he asks again. “How about you? Do you have someone in mind?”
Oh?
“We do a lot more of negotiation today than the progress of our main task. Beethoven will later cry as much as our score.”
“It’s called conversation, grandpa.” Jimin rolls his eyes, but one of his lips corners tug upwards. “And I’m sure we will get the tasks done on time, because you are the smartest man on earth and you are a great senior, great friend that is all I could ask for.”
Yoongi snorts but he can’t hide his smile when Jimin scoots closer and blinks, so Yoongi can see how pretty his long eyelashes are. “Want me to peel you another tangerine, hyung?”
“Oh, shut up.”
Jimin giggles and takes another tangerine while Yoongi really, for this time really going back to their books. It will be great if they can make more progress for today before his mother will call them for dinner, because he is not so sure that they can do the best with their stomach full. “Maybe you are not really a grandpa. You are just a baby.”
Jimin eventually forgot about his former question if Yoongi may be like someone now, and Yoongi couldn’t be more grateful for that because he isn't ready.
“I banned you from coming here again, Jimin.”
Yoongi doesn’t get any real-time replies from Jimin and suddenly, silence fills the air. Jimin peels his tangerine without saying anything for a couple of seconds that feels like forever and sends Yoongi unease. He peers at Jimin’s back when right at that time, Jimin speaks.
“Are you okay, hyung?”
“Uh, wh — what? Okay what?”
Jimin turns his head and all Yoongi got is his serious expression, like they will talk about more than just Beethoven’s life, maybe they will start to talk about world economic or something —
“Are you okay with me going on a date with Jungkook?”
Oh?
Yoongi was stunned at the question and he quickly tried to find something that maybe could explain to him why Jimin got an idea to ask him about it, about his private life, but Yoongi found nothing but the seriousness.
Is Jimin really serious about it? Is Yoongi’s opinion really important to him?
Is Jimin —
“Uhm — “ Yoongi takes a breath. “If you really like him, then just go, Jimin. You never know until you try. Jungkook could be like you back and you can get the best Valentine date.”
“Really? You will be alone when I have a boyfriend, hyung, and you are a baby, you can’t walk alone in the middle of a city crowd, you’ll be lost.”
Neptunes, when he thought that Jimin wanted to test him or maybe he actually really wanted to know how Yoongi feels or something, but yeah, Yoongi should know better that Jimin won’t be able to hear a crack that he caused in Yoongi's heart.
“Go, Jimin. I won’t give you dinner and my mother’s kimchi.”
“Hyung!”
***
“You should say no, hyung!” Hoseok screams like Yoongi is in Argentina for this conversation, he even stomps his feet. “Why do you say yes?!”
Yoongi shrugs, still looks composed, no matter Hoseok is ready to explode more anytime soon. “It’s not up to me to decide if he can go on the date or not, Hoseok. I’m not his father.”
“Yoongi hyung!” Hoseok screams more frustratedly.
“Hoseok, stop screaming. Everyone will start to think I did something bad to you.” Yoongi tries to pull Hoseok to sit with him and stops walking back and forth like he tries to channel the anger that suddenly fills his heart when Yoongi comes to him.
“Or they will start to think that we are having sex.”
Yoongi frowns. “Please, I don’t want to know anything about your sex life, and no — no one will think about that, because God, Hoseok, we are in the middle of a city park.”
Hoseok rolls his eyes before obediently sitting down beside Yoongi, when actually it is supposed to be their dinner at the park routine. They always do this on Friday night while taking Holy and Mickey, their super cute puppy to walk.
“City park is not a bad place, hyung. You should try — “
“Hoseok!”
Hoseok wants to laugh at Yoongi when he cuts in panic like Hoseok will not only talk about having sex in the park, but will also undress him, but he remembers that he has something more important to do, scolding Yoongi to death.
“Hyung, you should say no when Jimin said that he will go on a date with Jungkook!”
“Have you ever heard about Jungkook? He is part of our sports department.” Yoongi takes his priority, he tries to get information about Jungkook instead. “I know you know more people than me. You are a social butterfly while I’m basically a caveman.”
One thing that Yoongi likes about Hoseok is that he is easily distracted. Maybe that is his blessing in disguise, Yoongi will say sorry about it later for using it to stop him from being scolded any longer.
Hoseok snorts. “You should know that this world is not only about Jimin, hyung.”
Yoongi doesn’t talk back when he reminds himself that he needs Hoseok’s social skills. He is waiting patiently while Hoseok seems like he is trying to remember.
“Jungkook you said?”
“Jeon Jungkook.” Yoongi nods.
“Jeon Jungkook — “ Hoseok mumbles, with his eyebrow narrowing deeply, scans deeply into his brain to find that name among another thousand names. “Sports department,”
“Well, Jungkook is a common name, so — “ Yoongi answers, feeling a little bit guilty because Hoseok is working harder than he thought.
“How does he look again, hyung?”
Yoongi tries to remember what Jimin told him. “Big build, cute like bunny or something, and uhm — ah, he has a sleeve tattoo on his right arm. Sounds like a great man, right?”
Hoseok doesn’t reply right away and he stares at Yoongi like maybe he could find the right answer that they’ve been looking for, when of course all he can see is Yoongi’s innocent face, and cute. “Sounds a little bit familiar to me.”
“Huh?”
There’s a short silence between two of them, Yoongi doesn’t even blink when the next second Hoseok snaps his finger right in front of his face. “Hyung!”
“God, Jung Hoseok! What the — “ Yoongi jumps out because God, that really shocking as hell. “What? Why are you screaming like that?”
“Hyung, when will Jimin go on his date?”
“Uhm — tomorrow? I think they will have lunch together or something.”
Hoseok then grabs both of Yoongi’s shoulders and gives it a light squeeze and he then speaks with a really determined face like Yoongi has no other choice than to listen to him, every single word.
“Hyung, listen.” Hoseok breathes and Yoongi is really listening to how serious Hoseok can be.
“You should go and stop the date, no matter what. Okay? Please, fight for your feelings once and stop hiding it just because you don’t want to break your friendship. You should let Jimin know how you could be his best friend and boyfriend at the same time, so he doesn't have to look for another man to be his Valentine’s date.”
Yoongi blinks after Hoseok finishes his speech that he spit out in one breath, like an amazing rapper. “Why — do you remember who this Jungkook is?”
Hoseok nods with full confidence. “I’m sure that I won’t get this wrong. You can take all of my clothes if I’m wrong.”
“Really?” Yoongi asks in disbelief, knowing that for Hoseok, clothes are like oxygen.
“So, please.” Hoseok insists. “Just go and save Jimin from that date, hyung. Jungkook is — I don’t know him that well, I’m sure he is a great man, maybe the greatest that this country could ask for.” Hoseok takes a sharp breath. “But, we know that all Jimin needs is you.”
Hoseok maybe doesn’t realize what he just said, but Yoongi could hear everything, because of the short distance now between them. “You prefer Jimin to be with me rather than with someone as great as Jungkook? God, does our university have someone that amazing?”
“Trust me, hyung. Jungkook is perfect, but all Jimin wants is you.” Hoseok argues.
Yoongi bites his lips, asking himself if Hoseok just told him the truth or he just does that out of pity because Yoongi is his best friend and Yoongi often comes to him just to rant about how much he likes Jimin. “What if Jimin doesn’t like me like that, Hoseok?”
“Hyung, can we talk about something else?” Hoseok deadpans. “We’ve been talking about that question for a million times, for God’s sake.”
Yoongi folds his lips, because Hoseok is right, but Hoseok should know that Yoongi can’t help but serve that thought.
This is what happened when you were falling in love with the most beautiful human on the entire earth. That’s Jimin for Yoongi.
It’s not that Yoongi is thinking low about his own value, but for him, there’s no one who can beat Jimin’s beauty, his kindness, and even his lame jokes. No matter how lame Jimin’s joke is, Yoongi will laugh at it.
“Hyung, Jimin spent every weekend with you, looking for a dessert in every corner of this city, like he has nothing else to do when he rejects every party invitation, so he could spend more time with you, have you ever realized that?”
“So, now change your question into ‘what if Jimin likes me and I lost my chance to be with him just because I let him date someone else?’. “ Hoseok sighs. “Hyung, please. Maybe it’s just my feelings but mostly my feelings tell me the right thing, and I think this is your last chance, hyung. Now or never.”
“Are you a psychic or something now?”
“Yes! I’m a psychic and I can see your future clearly if you are not going to take Jimin.”
“What is that?”
“You will cry all night long so I have no choice to babysit you when I have another fun choice like sucking — “
“Jung Hoseok!” Yoongi yells and shoves Hoseok’s mouth with his tofu as quickly as he can before Hoseok spills everything that he doesn’t want to know.
“I just don’t want to get my hopes high, Hoseok.” Yoongi admits, looking at his untouched dinner with a sad face.
“Let me ask you something, hyung. For last time.” Hoseok swallows the tofu. “Can you really see Jimin with someone else? Are you really willing to give him to someone else?”
“Hoseok,”
“Hyung, just imagine how happy Jimin has made you for this whole time. He made you smile a lot, he made you a brighter person, I can see it, hyung.” There’s a sincerity in how Hoseok sees Yoongi. “Why would you give that kind of happiness to someone else? It's yours.”
Yoongi bites his lips. Hoseok is right about how Jimin made him happy, and he wants to believe any other words that Hoseok said, that the happiness is his.
“You would have to babysit me for a whole month if I end up being rejected, Jung Hoseok.”
“Oh my God.” Hoseok rolls his eyes when Yoongi whines like his mother refused to buy him some candy. “Min Yoongi, I would tuck you to the bed and read you bedtime stories after making you a warm chicken noodle soup for a whole year if you need me to.”
Yoongi smiles widely when he knows Hoseok won’t leave him if anything happens.
“About your clothes,”
Hoseok is now the one who shoves the tofu to Yoongi’s open mouth before Yoongi can finish his sentence and shakes his head rapidly. “Let’s just forget what I said about that, hyung.”
***
Yoongi doesn’t even have time to tie his shoes properly when he wakes up near lunchtime, with the sunlight right on the top of his head.
God, who are you, Min Yoongi? A polar bear? Why do you need so much sleep when you know you need to do something important today?
Min Yoongi, you should slap yourself.
Yoongi wants to blame Hoseok because their last conversation over dinner is the biggest cause that he can’t sleep properly. Hoseok makes Yoongi keep thinking about what he said.
“You shouldn’t give up on your happiness like that, hyung. You shouldn’t give Jimin to anyone!” Hoseok shouts and it is crafted into Yoongi’s brain and that’s what makes him awake. Again, Yoongi wants to blame Hoseok for that, but he knows enough that Hoseok is stating only facts.
So, Yoongi runs with all of the strength that is left on his breakfast-less body, under the bright winter sunlight, and he is practically a caveman that won’t do the running unless he has to.
Right at this moment when he runs because he has to. Jimin will have a lunch date with Jungkook at one of the ramen stalls around their campus. Lucky him, it’s not too far from his home, but it breaks his heart a little that from all of the ramen stalls that exist in Seoul, Jimin has to choose the one that becomes their favorite.
It’s not like Yoongi has a right to control who can come to the ramen stalls or not, it’s just that Yoongi never thought that Jimin would bring someone else to their favorite spot, which contains a lot of their memories. It’s just, ugh — Yoongi should do better. He should say no, from the first time Jimin asked. He should say no.
"Why is it your opinion that matters to him, hyung? If I don't have something on my mind, if I don't have an answer that I want to hear already from you, I don't even bother to ask it, like why do I need your opinion about my love life? As you said, you are not his father." Hoseok comes with another hypothesis like Yoongi has to be reminded.
Hoseok was right, why did Yoongi never think about that?
Yoongi composes himself, with a heavy pant breath, he is looking at the stall right in front of his eyes. Jimin is inside with Jungkook, the man that he likes so much, but Yoongi doesn’t care about that now, because Yoongi didn’t spend the night just to give up.
He knows that he can’t give Jimin to anyone. No matter how great Jungkook is.
“Park Jimin!”
Yoongi yells like both of them are the last ones who live in Seoul, and it’s not lunch time, so his voice is echoing all over that small stall and of course, that scream out not only steals Jimin’s attention, but everyone.
“Hyung,”
It’s not that packed but still, a couple who sits on the corner give Yoongi a look and Yoongi nods as an apology as soon as he sees them, hoping he doesn’t wipe out their appetite, because sure they have a very delicious ramen.
“Hyung,” Jimin’s eyes wide open in shock. “What — what are you doing here?”
Yoongi sees Jimin as he also sees there’s a man who sits with him at one table behind the open kitchen. The same table where Yoongi and Jimin always sit together, because they like to see how they make their ramen.
The man looks as beautiful as Jimin. Yoongi may have seen Jimin too many times, but he can swear that both of them have similar facial features. Why didn't Hoseok tell him about it? If Jungkook looks like this,
No, Yoongi has been determined.
Once he can’t let Jimin go, he won’t let Jimin go, no matter what.
So, instead of answering Jimin who still stares at him in confusion, Yoongi moves closer to the man who is also seeing him slightly amused. Maybe he never sees someone break into his house and yell like that.
“Hello, how are you?” Yoongi greets stiffly, like his whole body was made out of stone. He is nervous, fucking nervous, but he shouldn’t forget about the manner.
“Oh, hello.”
“Hyung, this — “
Yoongi doesn’t give Jimin a chance to interrupt with whatever he wants to say to Yoongi and continues his talking with the beautiful man who just greets him back. “I’m Yoongi, Jimin’s senior and his — his friend.”
“Oh, Yoongi, I’ve heard about you.”
Jimin must be talking about him while they’re eating their ramen. Is Jimin also ordering their favorite katsu and bulgogi ramen?
“Nice to meet you,” Yoongi nods. “Real quick, I know that you are coming here with Jimin because Taehyung has been setting you two up and Jimin wants to have a boyfriend that bad, I don’t know why.”
“Hyung!”
Again, Yoongi doesn’t even glance at Jimin and continues to spill everything that has been running on his mind since last night. “I also can see how gorgeous you are and understand why Jimin could like you so much, or maybe he already is.” Yoongi takes a deep breath and Jimin reaches his wrist.
“Hyung, listen —”
Yoongi finally spares a look at Jimin who looks prettier with his cheeks blooming to a rosy tint and Yoongi is looking at Jimin right into his eyes. “I don’t know if you also like Jimin, but I —”
Jimin doesn’t even blink, he is waiting for Yoongi to finish the sentence.
The stall is falling into silence, like they are also waiting, and Yoongi could hear his brutally fast heartbeat. “I can’t give him to anyone.” Yoongi continues and he can see Jimin’s pupil widening and his face becomes redder.
“So, I’m really sorry to interrupt your date,” Yoongi goes back to the man who is looking at him more amusedly, like Yoongi just launched a rocket or something in front of his eyes. “But, I’m afraid you can’t continue this date with Jimin cause,” Yoongi takes a breath.
“Cause you can’t give him to anyone.” The man nods and repeats what Yoongi keeps telling everyone there. Well, now everyone in the stall has joined the conversation. Even Yoongi can see the owner is peeking at them with a big smirk.
Yoongi maybe should worry about his dignity, but he can do it later.
“Ok, I heard you, young man.” He smiles and stretches his hand at Yoongi. “I’m Park Jihyun, nice to meet you, Yoongi hyung.”
Oh?
What —
Yoongi quietly reaches Jihyun’s hand and keeps thinking while shaking Jihyun’s hand.
Park Jihyun? Why — why Jimin doesn’t sit together with Jeon Jungkook?
Yoongi’s head spins and Jihyun quickly saves him. “I’m Jimin’s little brother, and I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I’m not interested in dating my brother, no matter how sexy and hot he is.” Jihyun laughs, and they really have the same sweet laughing voice.
“Park Jihyun!”
“So, do you like my brother, Yoongi hyung?”
Yoongi swallows heavily, suddenly there’s a heavy lump on his throat. Jihyun is waiting for his answer, and Yoongi doesn’t have enough encouragement to look at Jimin, but eventually he manages to nod and answer. “Yes, I like him.”
***
“You are lying to me.”
Yoongi is saving the rest of his dignity and pulls Jimin out of the stall so they can speak more comfortably, even though now, his body is becoming breakfast-less and lunch-less and all he got now is an untouched chocolate ice cream.
“I’m not.” Jimin quickly answers. “Well, it’s not like that, hyung.”
“Where is Jungkook then?”
Jimin bites his lips and tries to avoid eye contact with Yoongi. “I — maybe he’s in his house or in the other part of this world, I don’t know.” Jimin laughs dryly, staring at his own untouched melon ice cream.
“What?”
“He is with his group, BTS, and I don’t know where they are now.”
Yoongi needs more time to make his brain work properly, maybe it freezes because of ice cream, but Yoongi tries harder, as hard as he can be. “Jungkook,” He mumbles and when finally the puzzle is completed, he screams, realizing how stupid he is.
“Jungkook! Did you mean Jeon Jungkook, BTS’s Jeon Jungkook?!”
Jimin grins widely and Yoongi screams again. “Park Jimin!”
“I don’t think you will easily believe me like that, hyung.” Jimin shrugs, trying slowly to explain everything. “It will be fun to have a date with him though,”
“Jimin!”
“What?” Jimin pouts from Yoongi’s constant yelling. “I don’t think I will ever hear you confess if it’s not for Jeon Jungkook.”
In a second, the constant yelling turns into a silence and Yoongi stays there without really touching his ice cream. His face blushes and Jimin smiles at it.
“Say it again, hyung. Say it to me directly now and not to my brother.”
“I — “
“Except you like my brother more, I know — “
“No, Jimin!” Yoongi cuts in as fast as he can with the red blush on his cheeks getting deeper, but he can’t really do anything about it. “I like you. I really like you and I can’t give you to anyone else. I can’t.”
“You should do something then, hyung.” Jimin is also not safe from blushing, his round cheeks getting pinky, and his hands roaming nervously around his ice cream cup.
“Be with me, Jimin.”
Jimin takes a loud breath before covering his mouth with both of his hands, it surprises him even though of course it is everything that he wanted from Yoongi, it’s all he really needs after all of the times that they’ve spent together, between the dessert adventure, studying together, and all the hints that Yoongi never really read it.
“Be my Valentine. How about that?”
Jimin nods, with happiness glowing brightly on his face and the widest smile that someone could ever really form in their life. “Sounds perfect, hyung.”
***