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twenty seven ⇄ lunabel and dauby

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yoongi was the sober one, but he woke up with a huge headache.

as he yawned, stretched, wipes his eyes and hums, letting the events of last night dawn upon him.

he checked the time. it was noon.

he remembered the way jimins warm hands felt on him, how much he loved to hold jimin's face. how jimin's lips felt against his own, or how his vibrating throat felt against his open working mouth.

yoongi loved everything about that, except for the part where it ended.

he sighed. he would have to get jimin up and get him something to eat. he also had to get his stuff out of the car.

he walked into his kitchen, grabbing a bottle of pain relievers and a cup of water. he took it to his room, where jimin was still passed out.

he was sprawled out on his stomach, his arms crossed under his pillow. he watched as jimin's upper body heaved as he breathed.

his back was tanned bronze, glowing and pretty. muscles rippled through it, along with his arms.

his hair was messy, but still fluffy and ever-so-perfect looking.

he set the cup down on his nightstand, he bottle still in hand. he sat on the bed next to jimin, and then put his hand on his back and started to shake him awake.

jimin let out a groan as he opened his eyes, his eyebrows furrowing.

"fuck," he cursed. he rubbed his eyes.

"how's the hangover?" yoongi asked, smiling. he was still shirtless, just like jimin. he just had pajama bottoms on.

"hung," he accepted the cup of water and pills from yoongi.

he swallowed it easily, returning the cup to yoongi.

he sat up.

"so what all do you remember?" yoongi had to ask.

"just.. getting here, and then you offered me wine. nothing after that," he said. yoongi sighed.

"oh wow, well okay," he said. jimin nodded.

"and, uhh, kissing you," jimin mumbled. yoongi's eyes widened.

"and i just wanted to say that i'm sorry, and if i ever made the impression that i was trying to get with you, im sorry about that too. im so not ready for that. i haven't moved on the slightest bit," jimin said.

"it's okay, min. i get that it was just because you were drunk," yoongi said.

"yeah, just drunk," which one of the two was jimin trying to convince?

"you know what, let's go do something today. to celebrate your first day living with me," yoongi smiled. jimin laughed.

"okay, sure. but can we go after my headache passes?" jimin asked. yoongi nodded.

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it was about one in the afternoon when jimin's headache finally passed. yoongi could only think of one thing to do. maybe he was taking advantage of jimin, but he just wanted to see at least one thing he imagined.

he wanted to see jimin playing with a puppy they adopted together.

married or not, together or not. heartbroken or not. that would make his day a whole lot better.

"but what about when i move out and i'll have to leave it behind?" jimin asked as they were in the car.

yoongi had never seen jimin in anything but business casual clothes, and he was in love with the casual look. he was just wearing a t-shirt and black ripped jeans; superior.