fragile ∾ pjm + myg

chapter twenty-five

"I love you," Yoongi mouthed at him, each syllable forming a smile even bigger on the singer's face.

"I love you too," he said, intertwining their fingers together, taking Yoongi's hand on a firm grip.

Jimin didn't think he'd ever get tired of saying that.

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Even if now they could all afford to have their own hotel rooms, some of them still liked to room with another member, much like Jimin and Yoongi did; Taehyung and Jeongguk following their examples right behind. "It's easier to play games with him if I'm in the room already.", Taehyung shrugged when Namjoon gave him a side eye when he said he was rooming with Jeongguk this time. But with Namjoon calling Yoongi to his room so he could give his opinion on something and Jimin not wanting to be all by himself on the room, going to his best friend's room was the next best option; so that's how he found himself lying down on one of the beds, Jeongguk by his right and Taehyung by his left, all three of them with their heads hanging out of the bed, faces flushed from all the blood rushing there.

"I feel sore in places I didn't even know I could," Taehyung whined, pressing a hand against the side of his thigh, a pout placed on his lips.

"We've been doing this for years, I highly doubt you haven't felt sore in all places possible by now," Jeongguk answered, the smugness basically dripping out of his voice, making Jimin laugh and Taehyung to whine harder, complaining about Jeongguk never respecting his hyungs like he should, "Oh please, you know that it's true, you're just being a little bitch now."

"Jimin, are you really gonna let him get away with that?" the vocalist whined, staring at the eldest singer in the room like he should do something about the way Jeongguk was acting, but Jimin could still only giggle, having missed being part of their playful banter; the maknae line, forever the childs of the group. Jimin couldn't exactly say he hated it; he loved the youngers too much to hate it.

The singer shrugged, "He's right, I'm surprised there are still places you didn't know you could feel sore." Taehyung's answer to that was an elbow right on Jimin's ribs, the older boy giggling and moaning at the pain on his side, while Taehyung sat on the bed and began to hit Jeongguk with a pillow, the younger breathlessly laughing. The vocalist huffed, dropping the pillow on his face and falling back to his place, the mattress jiggling at the weight being dropped on it. The three of them got quiet after a while, the only sound in the room was their still a bit unsteady breathing.

"I missed this," Jimin voiced his thoughts, voice a bit unsure but loud enough so the other two could hear him. He could feel both of them now staring at him, a burning feeling on both sides of his face, but he kept going anyway, staring at a crack on the ceiling, "It's been some time since we've been like this," he wondered if he should say his next words but in the end decided to give it a try; there was nothing left to lose, "And I know I have my own share of guilt on that, so I wanted to apologize. For pushing you guys away, I wasn't thinking. But I'm working on that, and I really hope you could give me one more shot."

The silence that took over the room after his words wasn't tense, but Jimin could definitely feel anxiety running hot through his veins the longer no one said anything.

In the end, it was Jeongguk who broke it, "You did push us away," the younger agreed, but Jimin didn't even blink; he knew that already, other people voicing it just reminded him of how long of a way he still had to go through, "But it's okay. You're here now, and to me that's all that matters. That's in the past and going back to it will never do anything good to you."

Jimin snapped his head to him at that, not even trying to stop his next words, "Oh my fucking God, he's turning into a mini Namjoon," he made his tone seem horrified, making Taehyung burst out laughing by his side and Jeongguk to groan, "I thought one was bad enough!"

"Shut up!" the youngest groaned, covering his face with his hands while Jimin laughed, throwing himself on top of the taller male and hugging him, legs halfway thrown around his torso.

"You're so easy to rile up, Jeonggukie, it's impossible to stop!" Jimin giggled, hiding his face on the curve of Jeongguk's neck, feeling the younger's hand on his arms right before feeling another weight being dropped on his back, making him huff, breath escaping his lungs, "Taehyung-"

"Group hug!" the vocalist screamed right on his ear, making Jimin whine at the loud noise and Jeongguk to groan at all the weight on top of him, "Let's give Chim all the love he deserves." right after he said that Taehyung gripped his waist, squeezing Jimin with all his strength while Jeongguk did the same below him.

Jimin was torn between laughing at the craziness of crying because of how much he just missed this. How many nights like this could have happened if he hadn't pushed his friends away, if he just told them what was happening; if he just said something, instead of hiding beneath layers of clothing to cover the red lines on his body and a grumbling stomach he learned to just pretend it wasn't there. But looking at the past wasn't gonna give him anything good; Jeongguk had a point in that. Instead, Jimin was trying his hardest to only focus on the now, focus on the weight of Taehyung's body on top of him, the younger's face hidden on Jimin's shoulder while his own was still on Jeongguk's neck, breathing in the scent of the youngest member perfume.

He missed this so much he felt tears springing to his eyes, but he forced them down.

"We love you, Jiminie," Taehyung breathed it against his shoulder, "And we're gonna make sure to show you that everyday if we need to."

Jimin didn't trust his voice enough to say something so he just nodded, pressing harder against Jeongguk's neck, making the younger squirm and complain about being ticklish there. He realized his mistake two seconds later when he felt a smile forming on Jimin's face, right before the older boy bit down on him, making the singer yelp and push both of them off of him, sending the two best friends right to the ground.

When Jimin went back to his room that night, there was a big smile on his face, his hair looked like a bird nest and his clothes were wrinkled; but on top of that, he felt happy. Happy when Yoongi didn't ask about the smile, just beamed at him when Jimin joined him on the bed, hand instantly going around his waist while the younger got comfortable, back against the rapper's chest, the fast tud of Yoongi's heart getting right through his shirt, but all Jimin got as an answer when he questioned that was a muffled, "You do that to me."

Jimin whined at that, "Oh my God, shut up, when did you get this soft?" Yoongi didn't bother to answer him after that, only squirming closer to Jimin and hiding his face between his shoulders blades, refusing to keep the conversation going, too tired for that, "Such a softie."

"Only for you," he heard the gentle whisper and smiled shyly even if Yoongi couldn't see him right now, "Goodnight, Min. Love you."

"Night, hyung," Jimin breathed, allowing his eyes to close and his body to relax on his boyfriend's hold, "Love you too."

It would take a while, but with all that people around him, Jimin was sure he was gonna be okay. He would never let himself fall that deep again; not once more. He could do this.

This time, he knew he could.