Best Of Me [YoonMin]

20: Acceptance

(Yoongi POV)

I awoke with a pouding headache, and the scent of oatmeal, strawberries, and hospital soap.

Jimin was curled up next to me, sleeping soudly. My arms were around him,  his back against my chest. Normally, I would've moved away. I didn't really like sleeping cuddled. However...this was comfortable. Jimin was warm, his body was soft, huggable.

I laid like this for a while, feeling as he breathed, my hands on his stomach. I didn't want to move, my heart felt content.

If I could, I would lay here like this, forever. I would shut out the outside world.

But I couldn't, unfortunately. The outside world was still very real.

I was engaged to Kirang, and after marrying her,  I would become the head of the new company. My brother would get to live his life peacefully, I would make sure of it. That's if the cancer didn't kill me first. Of course, my father didn't care how sick I was. He didn't care that I was dying. That's why he wanted the wedding to be so soon, I guess. So he could create the company before I was dead.

And Jimin...

I pulled him a little closer, squeezing my eyes shut. I didn't want to get married. I didn't want to die...because of him.  But, because I loved my brother, I accepted the marriage. I'd have to let Jimin go eventually,  whether it be because of the wedding or my death...

"But not right now." I whispered softly, placing a gentle kiss on his messy blond hair.

Right now,  I wanted to make him happy. From what I'd heard, ever since he had arrived at the hospital, he had spent his time making others happy. Now, it should be his turn. I didn't want him to have any worries, I didn't want him to be in pain. I wouldn't tell Jimin about my engagment.

Right now, he was mine,  and I was his.

I sighed and snuggled in close to him again,  closing my eyes. It wasn't long before Jimin began to stir in my arms,  his cute yawn signaling that he was awake.

"Good morning." I whispered into his ear, earning a giggle from the cute boy. He then sighed softly, his hands sliding over mine.

"Morning. " He said sleepily, "I was almost positive you'd be gone..."

"Why would I leave?" I sat up enough so I could rest my chin on his shoulder.  "You know,  that was the best sleep I've gotten in a while."

Jimin was quiet,  it looked like he was thinking. 

"I meant every word I said last night " I released him from my hold, sitting up completly to stretch.

"Why were you crying?" Jimin sat up too, his dark brown eyes piercing right into me. His expression was filled with worry, maybe even a hint of disbelief.

"It's.... complicated."

"Was it because of me?"

"No, never. "

"Then?"

"I'll tell you later. " I smiled a bit as I looked at him,  admiring his freshly woken up look, "let's get up. I have a few plans for us  today."

"Like what?" Jimin tilted his head, I couldn't help but pinch his cheek. 

"Mmm...I don't want to tell you yet. " I chuckled as Jimin pouted, "It'll be fun though, I promise. "

I placed my hand under his chin,  gripping it lightly as I pulled his face closer to mine. My eyes fell shut as I pushed my lips against his own. Jimin's lips were soft and plump,  like pillows.  Very, very comfortable pillows that I wouldn't mind kissing forever....

Jimin was blushing when I pulled away, his cheeks full of a rosy tint.

"I'll leave now...I need a shower." I stood up,   putting my shoes on before shuffling along to the door, turning back to take one last glance at Jimin. 

"Come meet me when you're ready, we'll get breakfast together, yeah?"

"Okay, I'll hurry. " Jimin smiled brightly, and I couldn't help but smile on return.  That boy's smile was contagious, how could anyone not like him. I admired him for another second before walking out and to my own room. 

"Min Yoongi,  heir to the Min company..." I mumbled to myself as I stepped into my room, pulling off my tie,  " fiancé of Kim Kirang..." I unbuttoned my shirt,  stripping it off as I walked to the bathroom, "and unofficial, secret boyfriend of Park Jimin."

My hands fiddled with my belt to get it undone. I stared at myself in the mirror,  squinting.

"I hope you know what you're getting yourself into...From now on,  things will only get more complicated.  Let's hope the storm stays small and doesn't become a hurricane. "