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When they had all been asked to film something "normal" in their day as a Festa gift for ARMY, Jimin panicked a little. They were mid tour, living out of suitcases and hotel rooms. What could he possibly show them all? He knew most of the group was picking their gym routine - and he also knew he didn't want to share that with ARMY. Namjoon planned to just read a book. Yoongi was going to show off his guitar and stuff, and Hobi was going to do a cute little get ready with me video.
Finally he decided since he had to pack anyhow, he'd let ARMY sit with him while he did. And it went okay. He felt a little awkward and weird, but he tried to make it welcoming and comfortable. He noted that he wasn't going to show them him packing his socks and underwear, but that wasn't all he kept from their eyes.
As soon as the camera is off, he tugs out the soft pastel purple sweater and leggings from the bag he'd hastily stuffed out of the way by his nightstand, and wiggles them on. The sweater slips off of one shoulder and the sleeves cover his hands, and it's long enough it comes to the tops of his thighs. There are little butterflies in a darker purple against the lilac, and he just feels so good.
He lets himself have one tiny moment of just the sweater and his soft baby blue briefs, spinning in front of the mirror with a laugh, before he reaches for the leggings.
The leggings are white, and come to just above his ankles. With the sweater it hides his crotch nicely so he just feels pretty and soft. So soft. When he'd gone out and bought this, he had been so nervous his hands shook. He was getting better at allowing himself this sort of delicateness, but sometimes it was just a lot. But now he's dressed and it feels really, really nice. He flops back on his bed, pleased, and pulls up the science videos he'd been watching earlier, just relaxing.
Some time later, there is a knock at his hotel room door. Jimin peeks through the peephole and when he sees who it is, he grins and opens the door. "I like your pink shirt," he says happily as he greets Hoseok."You look like a happy hummingbird."
Hobi laughs. "Taehyung called it flamingo pink. So I guess I'm just feeling bird like." He pauses as he comes into the room, nudging the door shut and then holding up a finger and twirling it. Jimin knows exactly what Hobi wants, so he spins in a circle, a soft breathy giggle escaping at the catch of Hobi's breath he hears as he turns.
"Do you like it?" Jimin asks, his voice careful.
"Jimin-ah. Do I like it? Baby. You look like a cotton candy dream. It's lovely." Hobi tugs him in for a kiss, one of those sweeping ones that always makes Jimin feel like he's in a drama. It's his favourite kind of Hobi kiss. "Why haven't I seen you wear this before? It's beautiful. Seriously. Want to start at your toes and just nibble up my Jiminie."
Jimin blushes and squirms. "It's new. I went shopping."
"Without me? Hm. This feels like maybe Jin-hyung helped pick it out. Am I right?"
Jimin laughs. "How do you always know who helps me shop?"
Hobi shrugs. "I am good at clothes. And every single one of my boyfriends have their own flair. The butterflies felt very Jin-hyung." He tugs Jimin over to the bed and sits down, shifting until his back is against the headboard and there is a perfect Jimin sized space between his legs.
"Come here, sweetness. Figured we could have a little cuddle and you could try to explain that thing about the black holes and the Pokemon to me, the one you were teasing Namjoon about. Or we can just watch something, but I liked the way your eyes lit up when you were telling it to Namjoon, so I got curious."
Jimin crawls into the perfectly perfect spot, snuggling into Hobi and sighing when Hobi tucks his arms around him and he feels all safe and contained.
"Okay, so, Pokemon are really weird. And Lanturn is a fish Pokemon with a light on it…."