fragile ∾ pjm + myg

chapter twenty-six

"Hello, Mrs. Hot Trend Award Winner," Jimin chanted, making the elder groan again, his neck flushed red as he remembered, "When can I get an autograph?"

"Fuck you," the rapper hissed, voice muffled by the bed sheets as Jimin laughed out loud, eyes forming tiny crescent moons as he rolled around in bed, giggling endlessly. The warm feeling on his chest was taking over his whole body as Jimin's veins were filling itselves with bliss. He watched as Yoongi took his face off the sheets and smiled shyly at him, cheeks red that made Jimin coo at him, "Oh my God, shut up!"

"But hyung, you're just so cute!" Jimin claimed, squirming on the bed until he was lying on top of the elder, making him groan at the weight, but still not complaining as the younger started planting kisses on the crown of his head and every bit of the rapper's face he could reach; Yoongi trying to hold back a smile, "My boyfriend's so cute, this is so unfair."

The elder smiled, "I love when you call me that," he said, voice quiet but soft, and Jimin stopped kissing his cheeks so he could stare at him, "Your boyfriend. It's nice to hear."

Jimin hummed, "Well, that's what you are, and I like to say it, so you're gonna have to deal with me for a very long time cause I don't plan to let you go." the younger whispered those words against Yoongi's lips before pressing a kiss against the elder's lips, making Yoongi sigh softly into the kiss.

"Good, I don't want you to," he said, pushing Jimin away from him for a second so he could turn around and stare at the younger without straining his neck too hard, "I love you. I really, really love you, Minnie."

The singer smiled, cheeks turning head at the warm gaze Yoongi was giving him, filled with so much adoration that Jimin didn't know if he wanted to run or to kiss the hell out of the rapper. In the end, he did choose the second option, leaning down and pressing a chaste kiss on the elder's lips, pulling back only to whisper that he loved him too. Because Jimin did, he loved Yoongi so much that he sometimes forgot what hating himself felt like. When he was lying down on Yoongi's chest at ungodly hours at the night and they were talking in whisper about everything and nothing at the same time, even if they had a packed day when the sun finally raised on the horizon. Those were the times that Jimin swore he could forget everything that happened and the only thing that mattered was Yoongi's arms around his waist and the feeling of soft lips pressed against his and whispered promises against each other's mouth.

Jimin gently cradled Yoongi's face on his hands, deepening the kiss while Yoongi's hands settled on his waist, hair falling in front of his closed eyes as he leaned in more, nose brushing against Yoongi's. He sighed into the kiss, caressing the rapper's cheeks with his fingers while the other did the same to his waist, clearing his mind of everything at the moment.

That is, until the door was opened all of sudden and the loud chatter that was once only in the living room filled the room, all the other members laughing and throwing themselves on top of the couple, interrupting the kiss and making Jimin's forehead bump into Yoongi's, causing the younger to laugh and the elder to groan at everyone's weight suddenly on top of him.

The singer sighed happily, resting his face on Yoongi's neck as the eldest rapper screamed at everyone else to "get the fuck off him" and to "learn how to fucking knock", the members laughing at his antics. Jimin smiled against his lovers neck, pressing a gentle kiss on the smooth skin and closing his eyes.

He couldn't erase everything that had happened for the past year, but he didn't want too either. He was gonna use that to better himself, to be a better artist, a better partner, a better friend and a better person. Jimin had a lot of regrets on his life but living through everything he had to go through was never gonna become one of them.

"Thank you," he whispered against the elder's neck, even if he knew he couldn't hear him, not with all the voiced all around them, "For reminding me what feeling alive feels like."

But on top of that all, Jimin mentally thanked himself for trying. It was gonna take some time, but right now, with the happy atmosphere of the room surrounding him, Jimin knew he could do this. He wasn't giving up this time, not after everything he went through. He was gonna do this for them; but above all, he was gonna do this for himself too, so that in a few years ahead he could look back and be proud of himself and everything he was able to accomplish.

In that moment, Jimin was proud of himself and he felt happy; and nothing was ever gonna take that feeling away from him again.

He could do this. And he will do it.

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Thank you all so much for all the support and I hope I didn't disappoint with this fic. I'll be doing a live on my twitter to talk about it next Sunday (April 22) at 2pm my time (GMT -3). i hope some of you can come as i'll be talking about the story, so if you have anything that you would like me to comment on it, please tell me here in the comments or on my twitter (wintermin_) or on my curiouscat (reallyoonmin). i'll be sure to note it down and talk about it.

thank you so, so much once more.