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Ep.10 Family Dinner

Jimin sat cross-legged on Taehyung's bed, his phone in hand as he texted his friends. His cheeks were a deep cherry red as he gushed about Taehyung, unable to hold back his growing feelings.

Felix (text): "So, how's your Prince Charming?"
Yoongi (text): "Are you blushing while talking about him again? Don't deny it!"
Jeanie (text): "Admit it, Jimin. You're falling harder than gravity itself."

Jimin buried his face in his hands, groaning softly.
Jimin (text): "Stop it! You guys are the worst 😳💔."
Felix (text): "Sure, Mochi. But your blush says otherwise! 😉"

As the sound of the door opening reached his ears, Jimin quickly dropped his phone. His face lit up like a Christmas tree as he jumped off the bed and bolted towards the door.

"Hyung!" he squealed, launching himself into Taehyung's arms.

Startled but amused, Taehyung caught him effortlessly. Jimin's lips began peppering kisses all over Taehyung's face as he giggled.
"I missed you soooo much, Tae!"

Taehyung chuckled, hugging him tightly and lifting him slightly off the ground.
"I was only gone for a few hours, Jimin. But I missed you too," he said with a fond smile.

Jimin leaned back, still grinning. "How was your first day, Hyungie?"

Taehyung sighed dramatically. "Exhausting. I'm completely drained. But," he added with a soft smile, "hugging you makes everything better."

Jimin's eyes sparkled with concern. "You should take a hot bath. It'll help you feel better!"

Taehyung groaned, flopping onto the bed. "No way. I'm too tired to even move. My muscles are dead."
Jimin scrunched his nose. "Well, you do smell like you worked hard today."

Taehyung smirked. "That's the scent of success, baby."
Jimin rolled his eyes playfully. "If you say so. Want me to give you a massage?"

Taehyung blinked in surprise. "You'd do that for me?"
Jimin grinned. "Of course! Now, turn over."

Taehyung obeyed, lying on his stomach. Jimin climbed onto his back, settling comfortably.
"What are you doing, Mochi?"

"Giving you the best massage of your life," Jimin declared, his small hands pressing into Taehyung's shoulders.

Taehyung hummed, his voice deep and relaxed. "Mmm, that feels amazing. Your hands are so soft and small."

Jimin playfully slapped his shoulder. "Don't make fun of my hands! You're ruining the moment!"

After a few minutes, Jimin yawned and leaned forward, resting against Taehyung's back. "Okay, Hyung. I'm done. Now, sleep for a while. I'll wake you up when dinner's ready."

As Jimin got up to leave, Taehyung grabbed his wrist. "Don't go," he murmured, his voice laced with exhaustion and a hint of vulnerability. "Just stay with me for a while."

Jimin hesitated, his heart fluttering at Taehyung's soft plea. "Alright," he said, crawling back onto the bed.

Taehyung wrapped his arms around Jimin, resting his head on Jimin's chest. "This is perfect," he whispered, closing his eyes.

Jimin smiled, his fingers threading gently through Taehyung's hair. As Taehyung's breathing evened out, Jimin gazed down at him, a soft blush coloring his cheeks.
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Same Time Later
Jimin sat on the bed, softly caressing Taehyung's hair, his fingers threading through the silky strands. He leaned down slightly, inhaling the comforting, woodsy scent of Taehyung's shampoo. A small smile tugged at his lips.

Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted the peaceful moment.

Maid (from outside): "Young Masters, dinner is ready."