love letters .

seven

"what movie do you want to watch?"

it had been two weeks. two weeks of jimin desperately trying and failing to forget about his stupid feelings for yoongi. but he couldn't. his heart still raced whenever the older spoke to him, or smiled that cute gummy smile, or simply looked in his direction. and it was getting quite fucking annoying.

he thought that maybe now that he knew yoongi didn't feel the same way and the uncertainty was gone, he would be able to get over him more easily. but no, if anything it made everything ten times worse. it hurt so much to see yoongi every single day and not be able to kiss him and hold his hand and know he'd most likely never be able to. most likely. despite all that had happened, there was a small sliver of hope in him that maybe, just maybe yoongi might possibly like him. jimin had told himself so many times that it wasn't true and he should just forget about it – but he just couldn't. he didn't want to get his hopes up but at the same time he didn't want to believe that nothing would happen because that would be so, so horrible and he felt bad enough already.

but there was something bugging him. the day that yoongi and jimin had... sorted out whatever happened, tae had acted weird after. as if he was confused. about what, jimin didn't know. but it was weird.

"so? did you two sort stuff out?"

"yeah." jimin smiled.

"oh my god. i'm so happy for you. oh wow this is the best day oh my god–" tae squealed out quickly, bouncing up and down like a small child on their birthday or a puppy or something.

"no need to be so excited, taetae, it's not that interesting," jimin laughed.

"wait... so what happened?" the younger asked, confusion etched across his face.

"i told you, we sorted it out. we just talked and apologised and stuff." jimin replied, equally as confused as taehyung was. what was he on about?

"that was it? nothing else?"

"uh, no? was something else supposed to happen?" tae's confusion morphed into a look of disappointment. why though??

"hm. okay. well bye jimin! see you soon!" he had said, basically pushing jimin out of the door.

so, pretty strange. jimin was still trying to figure out what was going on there.

"jimin?"

"hm?" jimin looked up from where he was sitting on the couch, his head resting against the cushions and his legs curled up underneath a blanket.

"what movie do you want to watch?" yoongi asked, looking down at him. there goes jimin's heart. the light of the tv was shining onto his face, leaving pretty shadows and showing off his features jimin couldn't help but stare at. they were having a sleepover at yoongi's, and the whole time all jimin has been able to think about is yoongi. yoongi yoongi yoongi. his heart ached so much.

"you pick hyung, i don't mind. just something i can fall asleep to."

yoongi grinned and started flicking through movies to choose from. jimin shifted his head so now it was lying on yoongi's chest. oh fuck. yoongi's arm finds its way around to jimin's waist and his heart feels ready to fly out of his body. the older clicks on some random cheesy romcom and hugs jimin a little tighter. it played for a good fifteen minutes or so, but jimin had no clue what was going on. how the hell could he pay attention to the shitty movie when he was wrapped up in yoongi's arms, so close together even though they had the whole couch to sit on.

"hyung?" he murmured tentatively.

"yeah jiminie?" yoongi replied absent-mindedly, his eyes still on the screen.

jimin takes a deep breath. was he really about to do this? he'd had the question on his mind for months now. he had to ask, it would kill him if he didn't. but yoongi would find it weird, he would think that– oh, fuck it.

"why did you... why did you hate me when you read the letter?" he whispered out.

yoongi looked down at him then, his eyes widening and his pretty mouth popping open in surprise. "i could never hate you."

"stop being cheesy, idiot," jimin smiled. "why were you angry?"

"i– i was just confused. and upset."

"i'm sorry, i never meant to make you feel uncomfortable or anything, it was a joke i–"

"that's why i was upset. because it was a joke." yoongi whispered, looking away. a blush blossomed on his cheeks and he let out a soft sigh. 

all the breath had been knocked out of jimin's lungs. his heartbeat had increased rapidly and he could feel that yoongi's had too. did he hear that right? he slowly pushed himself off of the older with shaking hands, so that they could be face to face.

"h-hyung?"

yoongi turned back to face him. his eyes searched jimin's as if they were looking for something, before they landed on his lips. oh. wait what? was this about to happen? what? was he–

before jimin could even collect his thoughts, yoongi was leaning in, getting closer and closer. be was going to kiss him. he was going to fucking kiss him.

jimin rushed forward without a second thought and closed the gap for good. their lips met and holy shit was jimin actually kissing yoongi? was this happening?

their mouths fit together perfectly and jimin was in awe of how soft yoongi's lips were, how good he tasted and how the fuck is he actually kissing him right now? is he dreaming?

they pulled away, breathless. jimin looked at him in shock because, what the fuck. whatthefuck. yoongi let out a breathy giggle, and fuck he was so adorable. jimin leaned in again and pressed a kiss to his cheek and then his cute little nose. just like he always wanted to.

"jiminie," yoongi whispered before connecting their lips again. jimin couldn't help but smile into the kiss as he wrapped his arms around the elder. who was jimin kidding? he was never going to get over min yoongi, it was impossible. his heart swelled and everything in him was filled with so much happiness. jimin is so, so in love.

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a yawn escaped jimin as he opened his eyes, disoriented. where was he? last time he checked he was on the couch with– oh. oh my god. a blush spread all over jimin's face as he remembered last night. he kissed yoongi. and yoongi kissed him back. he soon realised that he was in the older's bed. jimin was pretty sure that he fell asleep on the couch, so yoongi must've carried him here. his face turned an even deeper shade of pink as he leant over to the side of the bed to turn on his phone. he couldn't believe that he fucking woke up next to yoongi after kissing him all night and getting to see his gorgeous smile for hours.

but his morning in euphoria was short-lived. jimin's phone started ringing.

"mum? what's wrong?"

"it's jihyun, he– he's in hospital."

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haha so 😔🤪🤣 its been uhhh over two months and i an SO SORRY!! i just lost all motivation for this hHhhhhHh. the next update probably won't be for a while either! happy (very late) new year and i hope u have a lovely day!! uwu ily