Dude in Distress (YoonMin)

Epilogue

Sarang
Love (Korean)
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10 Months Later

Jimin

Jimin unplugged the hair-straightener and ran his fingers through Agust-D's pretty green hair, settling them a little and fixing his bangs.

The other male smiled at him, then reached for his face and cupped Jimin's cheeks. "I've performed at many places...but you know i feel a little weird right now...like my stomach is twisting and stuff. Like...I'm just...scared. This is the first time....and I feel like.." he paused and looked at Jimin straight in the eyes.

Jimin could see his reflection in the rapper's beautiful brown pupils, his face inches away. He couldn't help but kiss the boy gently on the lips, making him blush a little.

"This is not a gig, Yoongi. It's a concert. Feeling nervous is natural. But it's your concert and you know you'll do well." Jimin said and kissed Yoongi on the forehead once again.

At that moment, Yoongi's manager rushed inside, gesturing at him to follow. The boy smiled nervously and squeezed Jimin's hand gently, before leaving behind the older.

He felt Jimin's eyes on him, and saw a flash of his grin, before he was surrounded by guards and staff.

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Once he saw Yoongi's car leave, Jimin gathered his things, and went to his own apartment to get dressed for the evening's event, with Hobi.

The older had washed his hair, if the mango scent was anything to go by, and was pasting little sequins to his nails, that matched his shimmery shirt.
His pants were laid out on the center table, as if for decoration.

Jimin greeted him and ran up the stairs, to his room and quickly got into the shower.

He thought about Yoongi.  How busy he'd been, these past ten months. He thought about the number of fans who would come to watch his boyfriend perform, that evening. Diverse and beautiful people, who valued Yoongi, and his talent.

Jimin couldn't help but giggle with excitement for the boy who held his heart. For Yoongi.

Yoongi who deserved this, and so much more. Who had practiced day and night, with all his passionate heart to reach here.

Yoongi

Yoongi reached for his water bottle as soon as he got off the stage, after his final run through.

He tried his best to genuinely smile at his manager, when the older man told him that the next time he'd be on stage, it'd be for the audience.

It looked like a grimace.

He turned back around to take the towel offered to him, by the one staff lady who was taller than everyone else.

He kept forgetting her name, but she had the sort of kind look that made people open up to them. And she looked like she genuinely cared about him.

He wiped his neck and followed her to the greenroom where his entire styling team stood ready.

As he sat down in front of the mirror after a quick shower, he whispered to himself

"You've got this. Jimin believes in you."

Jimin

It was 3:10 when Jimin and Hobi reached the stadium. The concert wouldn't start for another 50 minutes.

The crowd, however, suggested an entirely different scene. It was almost as if the pair was late.

Jimin's mobile phone started to ring. It was Seokjin-