CHAPTER THIRTEEN
Jimin fell asleep halfway through the movie. It was something he had always done even when in big space. Jimin would show up at Yoongi's house, complete and utter sadness in his eyes as he seeked out comfort in the elder. Something he couldn't get from his parents that always fought.
Even though the two had met under some extremely odd circumstances, the two just bonded like glue. Spending Jimin's stressful nights and Yoongi's stressful days watching movies and distracting themselves.
So as of now, Jimin was curled up into a pillow, his eyes closed ever so slightly as drool pooled past his lips.
The movie played on for a little while, Yoongi sitting near him just staring at the boy.
What would've happened if he hadn't arrested the mentally unstable and reckless yet super kind and sensitive teen five years ago?
Why are you even thinking about that Yoongi?
He shook his head lightly, his dark hair catching in his eyes as he lowered his head. He reached for the remote, turning off the TV before turning to the blond beside him.
What are you doing to me?
He let out a sigh, a strangled one, one that reminded him that he was tired and in need of some rest.
He stood up off the couch, stretching his aching limbs before crouching down to look at Jimin.
He was out cold.
Yoongi reached his hand out slowly, wanting to touch the soft pink skin on the younger's face. He looked so soft and peaceful. Something Yoongi just couldn't relate to.
As soon as his index finger danced ever so lightly across the skin he pulled back, eyes widened at his actions.
Yoongi what the hell is wrong with you?!
He knawed at his lip. It was as if kissing Jimin in the bathroom, (as weird as it sounds) had changed him.
Putting his hands in Jimin's damp hair, gracing their tongues against each other--it made him realise how much he had wanted to do so in the past when Jimin was just seventeen.
The kiss was like a wake up call. Or maybe even a magic potion that brought back all the feelings he had tried to push aside all these years.
If this was a fairytale story, then Yoongi was his own evil witch.
**Flashback**
Yoongi didn't have to work today. Deciding to take a walk through his hometown.
Finally. All he ever done was patrol the streets and that was so boring.
After all he was only twenty, his boss and many of his colleagues thought he wasn't capable of doing the "mens work" in their case.
Not that there was much of that in the small town they lived in.
But thankfully he had gotten the chance to prove himself with that drunk, annoying teen he had brought in.
He rolled his eyes even thinking about the raven haired boy.
But his thoughts were cut short when the sounds of a struggle down a nearby alleyway caught his attention.
He moved quickly, his curiosity getting the better of him as he stared down to see a small dark haired boy being tackled by three other boys, much bigger than he was.
"Hey!" Yoongi's voice boomed as he ran towards them, anger flowing through his veins at the sight of what was going down.
The three hooded boys looked up at him momentarily before deserting the other boy who was now on the ground after being kicked several times.
They ran, Yoongi chasing them until they hopped a giant wall at the end of the alleyway.
Yoongi would've jumped it and chased them down, but the boys low groans from behind him stopped him from doing so.
He hurried back over to the boy, his face covered by his hair but the bruised on his arms showed clearly even in the darkness cast by the buildings either side of them.
"Are you alright?" He knelt down beside the boy, placing a hand on his back to lift him to sit. He was awfully light.
"I-I'm fine." He stutters pushing Yoongi's hand away.
Yoongi's eyebrows furrowed as the boy full out rejected his kindness, it's not like he does this often.
"Jeez I'm just trying to help." He sassed, putting his hands up in defence.
The unknown boy growled, looking up at Yoongi.
"I don't need it."
Yoongi's eyes widened as he looked at the boy who sat opposite him.
He knew this boy, it was the drunk teen he had arrested.
"Hey if know you!" He spoke, his eyes still wide with a smile on his lips.
"I don't care." And that's when the boy jumped to his feet, and little too quickly though because he just came falling back down again. Luckily though, Yoongi sprang up catching him before he hit the ground.
"Careful love, don't hurt yourself." Yoongi spoke softly, teasing the boy.
In return the boy looked away, pushing against the tight arms around his waist.
"What's your name anyway?" Yoongi finally asked, letting go of the boy to let him sit against the wall of one of the buildings.
The boy scoffed. "It's doesn't matter, officer." He hissed, putting emphasis on officer.
Yoongi sighed sitting next to the boy. "Don't call me that, call me Yoongi."
The boy looked him up and down for a brief second, as if skeptical of him. "Jimin." He said rather quickly.
"So Jimin," Yoongi sighed, leaning his head against the brick wall. "Does that happen often?" He asked pointing at the wall at the end of the alley.
"Does it matter?" Jimin whispered, his voice now longer hostile but very sad sounding instead.
But Yoongi just waited. Jimin looked up at him, hoping he would drop the topic but he didn't.
"Just when I'm alone."
Yoongi sighed again, standing up to dust off his jeans before holding an outstretched hand to the saddened boy.
"If that's the case then let me walk you home." And Jimin raised a brow, taking his hand nonetheless because hey, he's the cop who arrested me!
"I can't go home." He stated rolling his eyes. He began to walk but stopped and hissed in pain when his whole body began to hurt.
Yoongi, being the nice guy he was, placed an arm around his waist, smirking when Jimin had no other option but to accept it.
"Why can't you go home?" He asked the two now walking out into the bright street.
"None of your goddamn business Yoongi." Jimin growled once again, making the elder chuckle.
"Alright then." He spoke cheerfully as they wandered down the street. "Guess I'll just have to buy you something to eat in that nice diner over their."
*End of flashback*
Yoongi smiled to himself.
Man he was quite the flirt. Not that he complained much, it was fun to tease the younger back then. But little did he know, that Jimin would turn around and kiss him years later.
He placed his arms under Jimin's legs and arms, lifting him bridal style off the couch and through the apartment towards Jimin's room.
Once inside, he lay the boy in his bed, placing the covers over him quietly to avoid waking him.
He placed an innocent kiss on his forehead before walking out of the room and into his own.
He was just praying that Jimin wouldn't remember in the morning.
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Super short chapter I'm sorry. I promice I'll make the next one longer.
I just felt like back story was needed seeing as you know very little about their past so far.
Also--
Hoseok and Namjoon will make an appearance in chapters to come, maybe some Namjin if you want?
HAPPY NEW YEARS BY THE WAY!!🎉🎊