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Ep.12 Stepping Into Something New

Despite his best efforts to concentrate, his mind kept wandering to Jimin. A pang of guilt hit him as he thought about how little time he’d spent with his baby brother lately. Memories of Jimin’s bright smile, his laughter, and his mischievous antics played in his mind like a comforting melody.

Taehyung leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk and running a hand through his hair. I’ve been so busy. Does Jimin even miss me? he wondered. But deep down, he already knew the answer—Jimin always sought his attention, his approval, his presence.

The thought of Jimin stirred something unfamiliar in Taehyung’s chest—an ache that felt both warm and unsettling. He sighed deeply, trying to push the feelings away. He’s my baby brother, Taehyung reminded himself, shaking his head. I shouldn’t feel this way.

Yet the ache didn’t fade. He glanced at the clock, noting how late it had gotten. The house felt emptier without Jimin’s lively presence, and the quiet only deepened his longing.

With another sigh, Taehyung stood, stretched, and decided to take a break. His heart yearned for the comfort of Jimin’s company, but he couldn’t shake the confusion that came with it. Ignoring the thoughts was becoming harder, no matter how much work he buried himself in.

Taehyung whispered to himself, “I miss you, Jiminie,” the words barely audible but heavy with meaning.

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A Late-Night
    It was late when Taehyung and Namjoon finally returned home, both visibly exhausted. Taehyung trudged upstairs, his feet heavy with fatigue.

Opening the door to his room, he stopped short. On the small sofa near the window lay Jimin, curled up with his phone resting on his chest. His soft, steady breaths filled the quiet room.

Taehyung’s heart softened at the sight. He walked over and gently shook Jimin’s shoulder. “minie, what are you doing here? Go sleep in your room.”

Jimin’s eyes fluttered open, still heavy with sleep. “Hyung… you’re back,” he murmured, his voice small and drowsy.

Before Taehyung could respond, Jimin sat up and wrapped his arms around him, his warm breath brushing against Taehyung’s collarbone as he rested his weight against Taehyung’s chest. “I don’t want to sleep alone,” he murmured, his voice soft and slightly pouty. “You’re a bad hyung. Always at the office or busy with school... You never have time for me anymore.”

Taehyung felt his heart clench, guilt washing over him. He placed a hand on Jimin’s back, gently rubbing soothing circles. “I know, baby. I’ve been busy... but I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”

Jimin tilted his head up, his doe-like eyes shimmering in the dim light. “You better,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper, though a playful pout tugged at his lips.

Taehyung chuckled softly, brushing Jimin’s hair away from his forehead. “Okay, little baby. Let’s cuddle. Come on.”

Guiding Jimin to the bed, Taehyung tucked the blankets snugly around him. As soon as Jimin’s head hit the pillow, he let out a small yawn, his lips curling into a faint smile. “Good night, hyung,” Jimin whispered, his voice laced with exhaustion yet filled with warmth.

Taehyung bent down to smooth a strand of hair from Jimin’s face, but before he could move away, Jimin leaned up slightly and pressed a soft, fleeting kiss to his cheek. His face immediately turned a deep shade of pink, and he buried it into the pillow to hide his embarrassment.

Taehyung froze for a moment, his cheek tingling from the contact. A warm smile crept onto his face as he whispered back, “Good night, love.”

Sliding into bed beside Jimin, Taehyung let out a quiet sigh as he gently spooned him, wrapping an arm around his waist. He pressed a light kiss to the nape of Jimin’s neck, his lips lingering just a moment longer than intended. The comforting scent of Jimin’s shampoo filled his senses, and he couldn’t stop the gentle tug of a smile that played on his lips.

His heart swelled with emotions he couldn’t name, couldn’t categorize—only that they were strong and consuming. Holding Jimin close, he murmured softly, “You’re my everything, minie. Sleep well.”

Jimin shifted slightly in his sleep, snuggling deeper into Taehyung’s embrace with a faint hum of contentment. Taehyung closed his eyes, his thoughts swirling, and slowly surrendered to the night, holding Jimin securely in his arms.