fragile ∾ pjm + myg

chapter nineteen

What woke Jimin up was the soft stroke on his head, a hand resting against his hair, playing with it. He blinked, whimpering when his eyes started stinging when he opened them, consequences of all his crying in the past night. The hand on his hair stilled for a second before going back to playing with the soft strands, a low hum coming from someone next to him, making Jimin open his eyes again so he could stare at Yoongi for a few seconds before closing them again and groaning, twisting his body so he could push his face more into the rapper's chest, not wanting to wake up yet. There was a dull ache on the back of his head that he was sure it was gonna end up in a full blown migraine, his throat was sore and his eyes were still stinging; the singer was sure they were slightly red and swollen. He felt like he hadn't sleep more than an hour, body still thoroughly tired.

"What time is it?" he mumbled against the elder's chest, breathing in the perfume he had known for so long, that always managed to make him calm down a little bit. He felt Yoongi moving around a bit before settling down again with a small sigh, muttering about being "too early to be alive" and going back to hugging Jimin, causing the younger to giggle, realizing it must be earlier than seven am for the elder to be saying that. Jimin's giggles died after a bit and he sighed, hiding his whole face against Yoongi's hoodie this time, not wanting to be awake yet but knowing he wouldn't fall asleep again, even if his eyelids felt heavy and his body was tired.

"Jimin?" Yoongi's voice was cautious and hushed, not wanting to scare the younger off by talking on a normal volume. The singer mumbled in response, shifting a little so he could open one eye to stare at the rapper, blinking slowly; Yoongi licked his lips before continuing, "I love you. I just... I just wanted to say that again. Feels good."

The younger physically felt his heart skip a beat at those words, "I love you too, hyung," he mumbled against the elder's chest, throwing his arm around his waist and nuzzling against the comfortable hoodie the rapper was wearing, feeling his hand back on his hair, "Thank you."

"For what?" Yoongi whispered against his hair, his breath making a few of Jimin's strands get even messier.

"For loving me," Jimin's heart was surprisingly steady on his chest, his anxiety at bay for the time being, which allowed him to talk freely for a few minutes, "For trusting me, for helping me... For being by my side no matter how many times I keep fucking up," he ignored the mumbled "you don't fuck up" and kept talking, still staring up at the elder, "I don't think I'll ever get tired of feeling like this."

They both knew what he meant, so Yoongi didn't need to ask to know Jimin was thanking him for falling in love with him when he couldn't even love himself.

"When did you... When did you noticed that you started... Liking me?" insecurity was oozing out of Jimin's voice, the younger now preferring to look at where his fingers were grabbing the black material on Yoongi's hoodie, until pale hands were placed on top of his, intertwining their fingers. The younger felt his muscles relax a little, heartbeat steady again after it had started to pick up speed.

"I can't give you a certain moment," the elder answered, playing with their fingers, "I guess I knew for a while but refused to actually acknowledged it because I felt like I was... taking advantage of you? I know what you're going to say, but hear me out; I was scared, Jimin. You trusted me, trusted me with things that you probably didn't even tell Taehyung about, and I felt like it was wrong of me to start developing feelings for you when you were in such a fragile state, but I just... It just happened. And then Taehyung talked to me about it, and I guess that's when I finally knew I had romantic feelings for you, that I had crossed a line I knew I couldn't go back," he stopped for a second, swallowing before picking up where he left, "Just couldn't bring myself to talk to you about it, not when... Not when I didn't know if you... felt anything for me."