sUrpRISE ok wow I really need to study for exams see y'all in a week
"So are you nervous?" Taehyung asked through a mouthful of chicken. Jimin shrugged and ate a little piece of his own food, but he wasn't really hungry. There were two days left until his hearing, and he'd spent all of Monday laying in bed cuddling with Yoongi's pajama pants, and most of Tuesday trying to figure out what was going on between Jungkook and Taehyung.
"I guess." Jimin muttered, poking around at his food. Taehyung sighed and rested his hands over Jimin's fidgeting ones. Jimin looked up, his lip quivering as he shook his head. "I feel like I'm disappointing everyone."
"What do you mean?" Taehyung asked, eyebrows knitted together in confusion. "I think everyone is happy that you're finding yourself and are happy."
"Except Seokjin hyung doesn't want me to leave, and neither do my parents. If I don't keep my wings they'll want me to stay here and I don't know if I can leave them again." Jimin swiped below his eyes, laughing dryly and shaking his head. "Why am I fucking crying? This is so stupid, oh my god."
Jimin flopped his head down on the table, barely missing his plate of food. Taehyung pushed it out of the way and scooted his chair around the table so he could sit next to Jimin. He rested his hand on Jimin's back and frowned at his best friend, who was shaking his head, probably making marks on his forehead from the pattern on the table.
"Jimin, listen to me," Taehyung said, pulling Jimin away from the table by the hair on the back of his head. Jimin winced and looked over at Taehyung, bottom held between his teeth to keep his chin from moving. "Don't feel pressured to stay if you aren't happy. I know that I said everyone would kill to be in your position, but that's not completely true. The people here that have made a life for themselves, your parents, Seokjin hyung, they're all not going to understand why you want to leave. But here's the thing, Jimin, they don't need to understand."
Taehyung stopped, took a breath, and looked at Jimin to make sure he was listening. Jimin nodded weakly and Taehyung continued. "As long as you're happy, Jimin, we're happy. Whether you're happy here, wingless living with your kooky aunt and working for Seokjin hyung, or in the mortal world wasting your days wrapped around a boy who makes you feel like his whole world, we all just want you to do what makes you the happiest."
Jimin laughed and looked a Taehyung, a sort of adoration in his eyes. "You know, Tae, you're kind of an idiot but sometimes you do the word thing pretty well."
Taehyung laughed and smiled, showing all his teeth as he leant forward and gave Jimin a hug, holding him tightly for a second before pulling away. "Yeah, I do that sometimes. Wanna come play video games with me and Kookie? You can go put on pajamas and then come to my room."
Jimin wrinkled his nose, "are you sure I want to sit on your bed? I've noticed that Jungkook's room has been strangely empty since we got home..."
Taehyung punched Jimin's shoulder, sending him falling off his stool onto the ground. It wasn't like the time Taehyung had punched him in the face, this time he was laughing and there was a blush on his face and he was refusing to make eye contact with anyone, Jimin included. "Shut up, okay? H-he doesn't want anyone to know."
"Oh my god!" Jimin practically squealed, jumping off the floor and wrapping Taehyung in a hug, spinning him around while Taehyung attempted to kick him. "This is so cute, I've been lowkey behind this relationship forever."
"Jimin, shut up and go get on your pajamas. Be in my room in fifteen." Jimin nodded and practically skipped to his room, happy that Taehyung had finally removed his blindfold to see how utterly in love with him Jungkook was. When Jimin's bedroom doors opened he saw that there were clothes thrown on his bed, and his heart dropped into his stomach.
Seokjin had said that the Council would do a sweep of his room to make sure he didn't bring back anything dangerous from the mortal world, and it looked as if they had found something. Or tried their hardest to find something. Jimin ran into his room and immediately fell to his knees and pulled a black box from under his bed. He threw off the lid and, thank god, Yoongi's pajama pants were still safely tucked away inside.
Jimin sighed in relief and looked back at all the clothes on his bed ominously, like maybe they'd come to life and attack him. He stayed on the ground until he noticed the little note laying on top of one of the shirts.
I don't know what you may think, but blue doesn't match everything
- your favorite hyung
Jimin pulled his eyebrows together and looked at the shirts, one in nearly every color. He ran his hands over them, not really getting the point until he realized that he'd been wearing his electric blue jacket the whole time he'd been home, even to bed, and that it didn't match all of his outfits. Jimin slipped off his jacket, wings immediately fanning out around his shoulders and he pulled off his shirt.
Jimin leant down and grabbed one of the shirts laid on his bed, and sure enough, when it slid over his shoulders his wings disappeared. He practically jumped in excitement at the thought of not having to wear the heavy blue jacket all the time.
He contemplated not wearing Yoongi's pajamas, wanting to keep them all to himself, but Jimin was halfway out the door, clad in polar bear pants and a white t shirt before he realized that maybe he shouldn't be flaunting his mortal world possessions, but he couldn't bring himself to care. Not when he himself faintly smelled like warm vanilla sugar. Not when he was finally sleeping alright, as long as he was being swaddled in the soft fabric of Yoongi's favorite article of clothing.
Taehyung's door was already open when he arrived, and Jungkook and Taehyung were inside, fighting over what game to play. Taehyung wanted Halo, while Jungkook wanted Call of Duty. Jimin stood in the doorway and watched for a second, an amused grin on his face while Jungkook tried to puppy-dog eyes his way into getting what he wanted.
"C'mon Tae, please," Jungkook begged, wrapping his arms around Taehyung's shoulders and pressing their foreheads together. Taehyung mumbled something along the lines of why should I and Jungkook grinned and punched Taehyung's butt. "Because you love me, and I'm cute."
"Okay, but I don't even like Call of Duty." Taehyung said, but the Halo disk was slowly falling out of his grasp as Jungkook peppered kisses on his face.
"But you like me," Jungkook said. Taehyung sighed and slumped his shoulders, and Jungkook smiled. As Taehyung bent down to put Call of Duty in the game consul Jungkook pinched his butt again. "Thanks, Tae, you're the best."
"Yeah, whatever. Watch the door for Jimin." Taehyung muttered. Jungkook turned towards the door to see Jimin already standing there, large grin on his face. Jungkook blushed a deep red and just stared at Jimin until he walked into the room and sat himself down on the bed.
"If it would have been me," Jimin said, squinting his eyes against the bright glare of the tv. "I would have gone with Mario Kart."
"Obviously," Taehyung muttered. Jungkook's eyebrows shot up into his hairline and Jimin just shook his head. Taehyung grinned at the chance to embarrass his best friend. "Oh, Jungkookie, didn't you hear? Our Jiminie here got himself a boyfriend."
"He's not my boyfriend," Jimin said, pushing off the arm Taehyung had wrapped around his shoulders. Taehyung was staring at his back, free of wings yet also free of his blue jacket. "Seokjin hyung enchanted some more clothes for me."
Taehyung's eyes flickered down to Jimin's legs and he smirked. "Speaking of clothes, where did you get those, hmm?"
Jimin blushed and pulled his shirt down, as if it was going to cover his floor length pants covered in familiar bears. "Shut up."
"I'm confused," Jungkook said, eyes glued to the screen, focusing on a game he'd started without Jimin and Taehyung. He glanced over for a second at Jimin's pants before looking back at the screen. "Oh, are those the infamous polar bear pants? Seokjin hyung has told me about them."
"Yes, Kook, they are!" Taehyung yelled enthusiastically before looking back at Jimin. He rested his chin in his hand and pulled his eyebrows together in mock question. "So that leaves me to wonder, how did you get them, Jimin?"
"He put them in my bag, okay? I didn't steal them or anything. He gave them to me." Jimin said. Taehyung huffed, unimpressed and turned back to the screen. Jimin looked down at the little bears on his pants and grinned.
"Can you stop, hyung? That love sick grin on your face is making me nauseous." Jungkook said, slamming his thumbs down on the buttons on the controller. Jimin scoffed and shoved him off the bed.
"Brat," Jimin said, grabbing the controller and starting a new game. Jimin didn't do very well, not when he was up against a teenage fairy that spent all his time play video games, and definitely not when he couldn't focus due to the constant thought of a certain fading gray haired fellow at the front of his brain.