Dear Jimin

Chapter 38

"Hi, Jungkookie."

Jimin stood in front of the younger one, greeting him with a small wave and his shy smile. His cheeks were dusted pink, from his neck, and all the way to the tips of his ears. His eyes formed two crescent moons as Jungkook mirrored his smile, opening the door wide to take a better look at him.

It was cold outside as winter came faster than they thought, Jimin wearing a different outfit than what he wore with Taehyung just a few hours prior, now sporting a comfy black winter jacket that seemed to swallow him up, making him look tiny, with a big red and black scarf that was wrapped around his neck, covering his mouth to the tip of his nose. He chuckled softly, rubbing his hands together to create warmth, and that's when Jungkook realized Jimin had sweater paws, his fingers barely seen underneath the clothing he wore.

So adorable.

"Jimin hyung."

Jungkook couldn't even hide that bunny smile he always has when Jimin's there with him, and his heart stopped beating for a split second as he just stared at Jimin in front of him. Even Jimin's presence made him too starstruck ㅡ he was so handsome, so magical, so surreal, Jungkook's breath hitched.

"Come in, hyung. You're gonna freeze outside," Jungkook had to open the door wider to let Jimin in, the older one setting his shoes to the side as he rubbed his hands once more, blowing on them only for Jungkook to continue, "Hyung, I made hot chocolate for you to keep you warm. My room's warmer, but I hope you're not feeling too cold."

"N-No, I'm fine, Jungkook, thank you," Jimin stuttered out, partly because he was starting to feel warm inside, too, and he blamed it on the fact that Jungkook was wearing a black turtleneck that showed off the outline of his broad shoulders and the expanse of his chest. Even underneath the clothing he was wearing, Jimin could still make up how toned his arms were, just how good he looked, and seeing him looking so handsome like that made his breath hitch, too. Jungkook didn't seem to notice Jimin discreetly looking at him, but Jimin silently thanked Jungkook for taking his thick jacket off of him, his body starting to overheat with it, as Jungkook hung it somewhere. All the while, he couldn't help but smile at how much of a gentleman Jungkook was.

"Here," Jungkook smiled, holding his hand softly and wrapping Jimin's fingers around the cup. "Be careful. It's quite hot."

The comforting smell of the hot chocolate wafting in the air reached Jimin's senses, but his stomach churned in a way he didn't quite get. Maybe it was the way Jungkook was biting his bottom lip and guiding Jimin up the stairs, his hands in his pockets and the curiosity stuck to Jimin, not wanting to go away. Jungkook looked back and gave him a sweet smile, holding his hand out for Jimin to take, their fingers grazing ever so slightly as they ascended up the stairs.

"I wonder what you're gonna show me," Jimin let out a weak laugh, only for Jungkook to chuckle.

"Shh, it's a secret, hyung," the younger teased, his tone playful. They reached the long hallway with their silent footsteps reaching their ears, and Jimin's wide eyes took in the sight of the picture frames Jungkook had, adding color to the plain white color of the walls.

Jimin couldn't help but smile as he stared at Jungkook's family pictures, stopping for a second to let his fingers graze slowly at one specific picture showing a little version of Jungkook, probably when he was five, smiling so brightly with that bunny smile of his. Sporting a red and yellow cap on his head, a red shirt and a pair of shorts, Jungkook held the lollipop as he was in between his parents. His mother was on his right, bringing him close with a hand on his shoulder, and his father with one hand on Jungkook's head as if patting it softly like he was doing a very good job, like he was being such a good boy. Both of them had huge smiles plastered on their faces.