▀▄▀▄▀▄ thirty seven ▄▀▄▀▄▀
jimin leaned his head against the other side of yoongis door.
raindrops dripped onto the floor from the tips of his hair. his clothes were plastered to his body.
it had began to pour by the time jimin had gotten outside the building, and he had to wait a solid ten minutes for a taxi to come by and take him back to yoongis house.
he used the key yoongi gave him to get inside.
and then he immediately made his way to yoongi, who had locked himself in his room.
"yoongi?" he whispered. he was shivering. he would change, but all of his clothes were in yoongis room.
"what?" yoongis voice was muffled.
he hated that yoongi was upset with him. he wanted to fix it immediately.
he couldn't bear the fact that yoongi was hurting. that was the last thing he wanted.
"can you please open the door?" jimin asked. his teeth were chattering.
he heard yoongi walk towards the door. but he didn't open it.
"why should i?"
"i don't know," jimin answered truthfully.
"you can sleep on the couch. you have clothes in the wash," yoongi mumbled.
"yoongi," jimin called out. he heard yoongi sigh.
"what, jimin?" he asked, his hand finding the doorknob.
jimin let out a tired sigh.
"i'm sorry," he whispered.
"i know," yoongi answered.
"why are you so upset? i know you're not mad i kissed jeongguk because he's bad for me, because you're just my friend and it shouldn't matter to you. why are you so mad?" jimin asked.
he nearly fell forward onto yoongi when he suddenly pulled the door open.
he looked so angry.
"because, jimin. i love you! i'm fucking in love with you and i have been for the past half year and it sucks because the second you smiled at me you changed my whole world. i don't have a girlfriend anymore, and you screwed up what i had with your stupid pretty face and your stupid hair. and every single time you play these tricks on me by wanting to sleep with me when i just know you don't feel the same but it means not nearly as much to you than it does to me. i'm so fucking in love with you and i can't help but be mad. i'm sorry, but i can't help it. i cant help that you're so perfect. i cant help that i love you," yoongi went on. jimins eyes widened, and he could only stare at yoongi.
he didn't answer for a bit. he set his bag down.
"you don't have anything to say? i spilled all of that and you're just gonna stare at me like my dog just died?" he scoffed.
"i don't know what to say," jimin whispered.
"that's great. i'll need you at your desk at nine-thirty. goodnight," he tried to close the door again, but jimin stopped it with his hand.
"wait," he said. he pushed it open a bit more.
"what, jimin? i know it's sad, but you don't have to make me talk about it-"
"i've been waiting for you to say that for the last six months," jimin said quickly.
yoongi could barely process his words.
"what?" he asked.
jimin didn't say anything. he just stepped forward, his hands cupping the sides of his face, and kissing him.
his hands moved down to yoongis shoulders, and yoongis hands found jimins waist.
he pulled back just the slightest and giggled against yoongis lips. "i love you too," he whispered.
yoongi just smiled.
"you do?" he asked. he kissed jimin again.
"i do. a lot," jimin whispered. he moved to just hug yoongi.
he was still shivering, but at least he was happy.
"then why'd you get back with jeongguk?" yoongi asked.
"because i thought you didnt feel the same anymore and i was desperate, and i ended up actually falling for him again," jimin whispered.
yoongi just sighed.
"and what about when you kissed him?"
"i was a little drunk and i was imagining it was you," jimin admitted, and he sounded embarrassed.
yoongi sighed. that was better than what he had imagined.
"what about asking me to be friends with benefits?" yoongi moved them so they weren't standing by the door. they sat on his bed.
"isn't that obvious? i thought that if you didn't like me like that maybe you'd still wanna fuck me, and that was enough for me," jimin mumbled.
"okay, well, for one, min, wasn't it obvious i felt the same? taking pictures of you? calling you beautiful? getting jealous of you and jeongguk? and secondly, that whole time it felt like you were using me and i was so hurt," yoongi explained.
jimin sighed.
"i'm pretty stupid, yoongi. and i'm sorry," he said.
yoongi smiled at him. he studied everything on his face again.
soaked in water; an addition to the list.
"well, we can talk about this another time. you need a change of clothes, or a shower," yoongi stood up.
"yeah, i'm freezing," jimin followed.
he tried to take his shirt off, but he was having trouble due to it being stuck to his body practically.
"can you help me?" jimin asked innocently. yoongi laughed.
yes, jimin. let me just get you naked really quick.
he stepped forward, gripping the hem of his shirt and pulling it upwards as jimin straightened his arms. he pulled it off, setting it in his formerly empty dirty clothes basket.
jimin pushed his wet hair off his forehead sighing.
yoongi bit his lip.
"what's that look for?" jimin asked. he began to take his belt out of the loops.
"you're so gorgeous," he whispered.
jimins cheeks got red.
"can i show you something?" yoongi asked. jimin nodded.
yoongi pulled open the drawer to his nightstand, taking out a notepad.
he flipped a few pages in, and handed it to jimin.
jimin read through it slowly, admiring yoongis handwriting.
'a list of things that look good on jimin.'
anger
confusion
exhaustion
heartbreak
embarrassment
freshly showered
sunlit
drunk
claimed
excitement
awe
disgust
fright
horny
me
jimin laughed as he read the list.
"what is this?" he asked.
"well for the past six months i've been writing down strange things that look beautiful on you," yoongi exclaimed. "normal people don't look pretty when they're heartbroken," he laughed.
"you look good on me?" jimin asked, raising his eyebrow.
yoongi smiled at him. "didn't you watch the sex tape?"
"and i look good when i'm horny?" he questioned.
"..didn't you watch the sex tape?"
"now that i think about it, it was obvious you're in love with me," jimin walked forward, his fingers looping into yoongis beltloops of his slacks
"oh?"
"mm, i'm just thinking about the picture i took of you that night. you can tell in your eyes," jimin kissed him shortly.
"i was looking at an angel," yoongi whispered.
jimin laughed lightly.
"you fucked an angel," jimins lips ghosted against yoongis.
he had a sudden sexual tone as he whispered. jimin was the devil of duality.
"and i'll do it again," yoongi said, just as quiet.
jimin kissed him once. "and i would let you," he said.
and then, just after yoongi asked jimin to be his boyfriend, they had sex as an official couple.
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