twenty five + [ yoonmin ]

t. rain

five months later

another rainy day.

little droplets fell against the window like tears that streamed down. jimin found this moment alluring, he didn't discern his judgement or did he have a acceptable reason.

"jimbles you have been looking out the window for seven minutes straight, what got you so shook?"

yoongi scratched his chin, looking out the window to see what jimin was so into depth about. (he was just staring at jimin)

"hyung, i don't know. the rain seems more intriguing..than usual."

a small frown appeared on his face. he wondered why today's rain was greater in extent, that it was fascinating than the usual.

why he so preoccupied to a now more rather heavier drizzle.

maybe the rain became prettier because yoongi was here.

"hey yoongs, want to go on an adventure?"

"hmm an adventure where? want to bring tae along?"

"no it's fine. let's go."

jimin's smaller hand grabbed yoongi's cold one, intwining their fingers together. yoongi was surprised feeling some sort of electricity, noticing how cute jimin's hands are.

"wait- geez, i can put my shoes on by myself."

the two dashes out of jimin's apartment and now is standing near the entrance of the complex.

"what the actual fuck jimin. we are not going out in the wild! it's literally pouring outside!"

"please yoongs, it's going to be fun."

still having their hands intwined, the orange smol bean hit the mint haired boy with the puppy eyes, which, of course, got him every time.

"ugh fine but if you get sick, it's not my fault, i can go get a umbrella- "

before he was about to finish his sentence, jimin dragged him out and into the rain, shivering from the cold liquid making contact with his skin.

"fuck you jimin."

letting jimin lead the way to a park.

"okay bitch why are we here? finna whoop you, ya damn hoe!"

"ShhHhhHhH just enjoy the sound of the rain."

this time taking both of yoongi's hands, starting to swing in a circle.

"!!!!!"

"yoongi, dance with me in the rain."

"i don't know how to and no, i am going home- "

he was cut off with a-

{made by me, it's very bad bUt skjsjs}

kick in the balls! you thought they were going to kiss! HAHHHH (none of the both happen LMAO.)?

- step on the foot, making the other groan and giving jimin a glare who just giggled.

"just dance."

"okay !"

"you suck omg." "but yo ass swallows!!?"

"shut the fuck up, you trying to twerk or are you constipated? you a duck?"

letting yoongi's hand go making him still longing for that one warm touch he once had. he wanted the feeling of excitement and ecstasy again but he could see jimin starting to spin and twirl.

smiling at the gloomy sky, watching the endless drops of rain just fall on his face or the way the cold liquid hit his skin with a pit, pat.

yoongi, couldn't stop admiring the other, joining as well, no longer wanting to twerk on his own, so joined and he found it kind of enjoyable because he was with jimin, feeling how damp his freshly dyed grey hair and how trenchedvhis clothes.

but he didn't care.

he was with jimin.

he felt warmth wrapped around his hand.

"holding my hand again?"

"don't think i miss your touch."

"at least your hands are warm."

"and yours are cold...and you can't twerk."

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