fix you

i.

jimin sat on the couch with yoongi's arms wrapped loosely around his shoulders, the older breathing softly onto jimin's neck. jimin's, now, blonde hair was messy across his forehead. his cheeks were no longer sunk in and bruised, they were now chubby and had their natural pink tint back. all in all, jimin was healthy.

"are you awake?" yoongi's voice was deep and groggy, yet it still brought a bright smile to jimin's face. he stretched and hugged jimin closer to him, taking in the heat radiating from the younger's body.

"did you have a good nap, hyung?" jimin asked, surning so they were face-to-face and running his hand through the soft black locks on his boyfriend's head.

"it was the best ever, because i got to hold you." yoongi hummed. smiling softly at the younger. in his eyes, jimin was beautiful―perfect, even. sure, jimin had flaws, but who didn't?

"let's go make something to eat!" jimin giggled, getting up and dragging the other up by his hands. his light brown sweater slid off of his shoulder, exposing the smooth skin.

"only if you give me a kiss first." yoongi playfully pouted, tapping his lips as he fixed the soft material of jimin's sweater, even though it didn't help in the least. jimin giggled and cupped yoongi's face, bringing the older's lips against his, kissing them softly.

"let's go, bubs." yoongi hummed, grabbing jimin's small hand in his.

yoongi looked at the small boy next to him―even though he was just a centimeter taller, he wouldn't let jimin live it down. he genuinely liked the blonde a lot more than what he should have, his heart fluttering whenever jimin smiled or laughed. maybe he was falling in love, and maybe he wasn't.

"what do you want to eat?" yoongi asked, tracng jimin's bottom lip with his thumb. the blonde grinned happily, "can we make a pizza?"

yoongi smiled. "of course. hand me a bowl jiminie, i'll make the dough. can you work on the sauce for me?"

jimin nodded, "of course, hyung! i'll grab you a bowl."

how could anyone hurt a sunshine like him?

he watched jimin stand on his toes and reach for a bowl with a focused look on his face. his sweater rode up slightly and displayed the scar on his hip from one of hoseok's attacks, making yoongi's heart clench.

jimin turned around with the bowl in hand, getting ready to hand it to yoongi just as it fell out of his hands, falling onto the ground and shattering.

the noise made yoongi cringe, but he put his discomfort to the side when he saw jimin cover his ears and drop his head. yoongi knew he was about to cry, as his breath got heavy.

yoongi stepped over the glass and rushed to jimin, pulling his head up gently and wiping his tears. "bubs, you're okay. i'm not mad. it happens."

"but i dropped your bowl, hyung." jimin sniffled. "i'm sorry."

"don't stress it, honey. i'll clean it up. you're okay. i don't care if it's broken, bubs. you're okay."

"why aren't you hitting me?"

yoongi felt his heart physically drop. "what? why would i....why would i hit you?"

"it's just..."

"i'm not that....that bastard. i'm min yoongi, someone who couldn't lay a finger on you even if my life were to depend on it."

"you're laying a finger on me right now," jimin giggled.

yoongi groaned. "you know what i mean, dummy."

"i love you."

"jimin?"

"i'm serious. i love you." jimin said. "i feel things with you i've felt with nobody else."

yoongi's heart melted, pulling jimin into a kiss. "i love you too, minnie. so much."

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istg this wasn't supposed to be so long but,,,,,,,

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this also takes place about a year after the last chapter of save me !! so i mean