sometimes jimin is afraid.
he's scared that he'll lose yoongi.
yoongi has been fine lately. he hasn't had any episodes the past months. and jimin finally feels like he can sit down and relax without worrying about yoongi anymore. some days they'd lounge around the house with yoongi watching some drama that's on the tv. and other days they'd go out and shop, walk around the mall or go to the gym to exercise.
they always run together in the morning. a quick 30-minute jog to keep them both in shape. yoongi's tip-toeing down to a healthy lifestyle. he's not getting out of breath as often. he's almost getting at jimin's level of in-shape-ness. the first day of daily running was horrendous. yoongi immediately collapsed the first two minutes from exhaustion. and the session was a drop. jimin jogged by himself that day.
but now — now — yoongi's in shape after all this time. jimin's liked to yoongi since forever. whether he knew it or not, but the difference in appearance between yoongi then and yoongi now is scary. yoongi before didn't have any muscle. his skinny-ness was severe. his collar bones and rib cage out jut out of his skin and his veins were so stark against his pale tone.
but yoongi's still yoongi. even if he was so different from months ago — outside and mentally — jimin figures this is fine. because yoongi is still yoongi. he's still alive. and yoongi's with him. it warms his heart to think about how ignorant he was and how much he's learned since falling in love with yoongi.
"hyung," jimin whispers into yoongi's ears, who's sleeping at peace on their homely couch. jimin rubs yoongi's arm in a gentle way, nuzzling his head to fit the curve of yoongi's sleek neck. "hyung, you now I love you, right?" he continues, "you know you mean so much to me, right?"
and yoongi replies, voice heavy with sleep, "yes, I know," he whispers. "you showed me you cared when you saved me that day." he smiles. "thank you."
and yoongi tackles jimin in a playful manner, peppering kisses around jimin's cheeks. he sits on jimin's lap, giggling along with jimin as they continue to kiss so sweet and light, never heavy. it's when jimin caresses the curve of yoongi's stomach. and he starts to kiss him deeper.
as jimin starts to ghost his hands up yoongi's shirt, jimin smells of flowers. and his eyes light up like galaxies in the night sky. vague but still bright. and its obvious jimin wants something from yoongi, but yoongi isn't sure if he can give it to him. jimin pounces on top of yoongi, and he laughs as he bites yoongi's neck with care. kissing him with slow, heated movements on the lips again before speaking.
jimin holds yoongi's arm as soft as he can, "is it okay?" jimin whispers into yoongi's ears, kissing him on the cheek as he looks back to yoongi. he leans down to kiss yoongi again with care.
"yeah..." yoongi sighs into jimin's lips, spreading his legs in one slow movement.
—
"yikes." taehyung muses, seeing a disheveled jimin at the door, shining as bright as ever. "so? yoongi finally gave in?"
and jimin smiles brighter, pearly whites on full display.
"he did. didn't he." and it isn't even a question. jimin nods at that, still smiling like a whacko as he welcomes taehyung in the apartment.
"he's sleeping upstairs," jimin hums, "tea?"
"nah man, hit me up with summa that good stuff." taehyung says, waving his hand at the shirtless jimin with disheveled hair.
"orange juice it is." jimin replies, "so what's up? any new drama happening?" jimin slides the orange juice box to taehyung who's sitting at the other side of their coffee table, and he dejectedly sighs.
"it's not drama," taehyung groans, "it's called adult problems."
"well, okay..." jimin says in an incredulous manner, "did jeongguk piss you off or something?"
"no..." taehyung grumbles. "he just told me he liked me or something," taehyung blushes, trying to hide to red that creeps up on his skin. "and like he's still in high school and I'm like? no? you're not supposed to like me. I'm a grown ass man why do you like me why the fuck did you give me flowers, they're pretty but what the fuck."
"yikes," jimin adds, "he's so in love. but don't you have the hots for hoseok?"
and taehyung sighs at that, "well not anymore..." he groans, "I don't know for now, but like last night I was just laying there in bed right? and then I was thinking of jeongguk's thighs and I got a hard on."
"woah there cowboy," jimin says, "he's a minor, slow down on the dick action,"
"to be honest, I think jeongguk would dick me down...if we're being frank." taehyung shrugs. and jimin glares at him, slapping his arm before taehyung mutters an 'ouch!' and proceeds to almost burn down jimin's apartment.
—
"you fucker!" yoongi hisses, putting the misplaced chairs thrown around in their proper place. "you come in here, talking about jungkook and you fucking go around and wreck this fucking place up."
"well sorry, old man," taehyung muses, "and not to be a tattletale but jimin started it!" taehyung pouts, pointing a finger at a dumbstruck jimin. he glares at him, threatening to bite of his pretty little finger.
"try me, bitch." jimin mumbles.
"Jesus." yoongi sighs, "anyways why are you here?"
taehyung huffs, "i can't be here?? you're so mean," he tries, but yoongi gives him a death glare and asks him if he'd like to keep his life. taehyung nods in a nervous manner.
—
the next day, jeongguk asks taehyung on a date.
taehyung glares at him, telling him — "since I'm older I should've asked you on a date!" — before nodding and saying yes.
jeongguk clicks his heels as he trots downtown with taehyung, and taehyung tells him to stop that.
—
"JEONGGUK AND TAEHYUNG ARE DATING?!" hoseok screams, as he grabs his hair in chunks like he just saw his best friend's having a threesome. the people around look at them like they're aliens, and jimin tries to shush him. "why did I not know this?! this is unacceptable! I, jung hoseok, also known as jhope, should now what my friends are feeling."
jimin almost laughs. "shouldn't you be more concerned with the fact that taehyung liked you before?
"not exactly," hoseok heaves, slumping in his chair at the coffee shop. he's on break right now and jimin came for sugar cookies. "I mean, i didn't think taehyung liked me," he sighs, "I always had a feeling that he liked jeongguk in secret. now he's dating that grown kid. he's growing up so fast." hoseok sniffs and jimin chokes out a laugh at that.
jimin slides a sugar cookie over to hoseok, "want one?" he asks.
hoseok shakes his head, "nah, I get the discount,"
"but this is for free!" jimin says.
"you're only giving me one!"
—
jimin realizes this is a problem.
he's going out to buy dinner with yoongi while they hold hands as they walk down the street to some restaurant. yoongi's cheeks are cold and colored a rose red and his fingers are frigid against jimin's. jimin looks over at him and he just thinks that yoongi is the most beautiful person he's ever come in contact with. he's stunning. but yoongi is so much more than his looks.
jimin realizes that he's so in love with min yoongi. he most likely fell deeper in the hole he dug himself when they finally had sex. after all the time of jimin holding back because when yoongi says no, it's no. if he went against that — it would be just wrong.
and now that jimin thinks about it, this isn't such a huge problem. being in love with min yoongi, that is. because life's just gotten better. he loves yoongi. and he'll do anything to make yoongi feel happy. the mental disorders he's had in the past don't just disappear without scars. yoongi is still hurting, and jimin is willing to soothe that pain.
"hey, idiot," yoongi grumbles, "stop spacing out."
"oh — sorry, hyung," and it's like Jimin is falling in love over and over again for yoongi, it's stupid. he's like a high schooler having feelings for someone else for the first time. "it's just— you're so ... stunning,"
yoongi fumes, "wh— what the fuck are you talking about..." he mumbles. then passes lettuce to jimin, throwing it into his chest, "put these somewhere, idiot,"
and jimin starts smiling like the total idiot he is.
—
gotta run, run, run, jimin thinks. he's being stupid. it's almost yoongi's birthday, and he's ecstatic. he's got a super cool party planned for yoongi. jimin's been dating yoongi for almost a year now. he still doesn't know if yoongi enjoys birthday parties, though.
well, whatever. if jimin's gonna get scolded it's okay. he's fine with spending the whole day lazing around and cuddling with yoongi. but hey, maybe he'll get some meat on his special boy's birthday! well, maybe. he's hoping he will because their first time was wild. the good kind of wild.
but jimin thinks that he most likely won't get any meat on yoongi's birthday. after the stretch from last time.
yikes.
but when jimin thinks about it, it isn't that bad.
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