Superheroes - 슈퍼 히어로 | BTS Fanfiction | Yoonmin

| Chapter 5 | 'OH GOD, HIS ARMS ARE SO NIC- SHUT UP, MIND!'

Jimin lay on his bed, staring up the ceiling as he tried to sleep. The moon was high in the sky, casting gentle, silver-blue rays on the honeycomb yellow walls of his bedroom. He sighed loudly.

'Why can't I forget about Zangling?'

"If you sigh so loudly, I might be able to read your soul as it leaves you, Park Jimin."

Jimin nearly tumbled out of bed in shock. "WHA- "

A hand clamped over his mouth. "Pabo. You..."

Jimin gulped and asked, though his voice was muffled. "Why are you here? Are you going to kidnap me?" His voice broke at the last words.

The hand came away from his mouth, and Zangling settled on the side of his bed. "No," he answered. "Why would I do that?"

The younger shrugged. "I... don't know..." 'Because I insulted him yesterday...'

Zangling suddenly grinned, smug and amused. Jimin saw it and gulped again.

"W-what is it?" he asked timidly.

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Yoongi's grin widened as he turned around. 'This pabo is too cute for his own good.'

The mint-head under the mask thought that this teen was amusing. He knew from reading Park Jimin's school profile - which he'd hacked into the school system to get - that he was quite intelligent academically, but in his panic, he was forgetting that he was perfectly within his rights to be surprised at meeting a superhero.

It was so cute.

Promising himself he would stop before anything actually happened, Yoongi leaned over the younger, his arms and legs caging him to the spot. "So..." he began.

He heard Park Jimin's thoughts loud and clear.

'UHHHHHHHHH... WHATTTT!?!? OH GOD, HIS ARMS ARE SO NIC- SHUT UP, MIND!'

Yoongi laughed. "Are they?" he asked.

Jimin's face became bright red as he let out an embarrassed squeak. He looked anywhere but Yoongi. 'Just like today before he ran off,' Yoongi remembered.

"Stop reading my mind!" Jimin said, covering his face with his hands.

Yoongi smirked a little. "I can't help it, Park Jimin. It's not that I read your mind, or anyone else's. Everyone broadcasts their thoughts so loudly that I can't help but hear them. It makes it hard to sleep."

Jimin's hands remained on his face, and the hero almost laughed at hearing Jimin's attempts to cover up his own thoughts with other thoughts.

"Yah, Park Jimin. I haven't heard someone thinking three things at the same time for a while," he commented casually.

This made the other's blush deepen even more and his hands move to cover as much of his face as possible.

Yoongi sat back on top of Jimin, releasing his dark blue sheets, and took the other's hands. "You don't have to hide. I'm quite flattered by what you think," he stated. 'This pabo... making me comfort him and give up my sleep... Too cute...'

'I DO HAVE TO HIDE!!! THIS IS SO EMBARRASSING!!! AH, NO! HE HEARD THAT!'

Yoongi chuckled. "You're..." He didn't finish, but the affection in his tone surprised himself.

He stopped trying to lift the orange-haired teenager's hands from his face and satisfied himself by running a hand through his soft, fluffy hair.

"You are too interesting for your own good, Park Jimin," he said.