The Camper Van | ☑️

chapter 21

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yoongi woke the next day to feeling heat on half of his body. confused, he looked to the side where the heat is coming from and froze. jimin was cuddling him.

he blushed, of course hoseok has cuddled him in multiple occasions but this one felt different. one of jimin's arms was resting on his stomach, his head placed on yoongi's shoulder and his right leg across his own legs. jimin looked small compared to yoongi due to his position.

yoongi stared, no admired jimin's resting face. his plump lips poked out into a small pout, his face a bit puffier than usual, his brown hair everywhere.

he's so pretty. yoongi thought to himself.

some minutes later, jimin stirred in his sleep, slowly opening his eyes and looking up to yoongi sleepily. yoongi blushed, a light pink spreading across his face with his eyes going wide.

they stay like that for a couple seconds until jimin spoke up.

"how long have you been up?"

"uh.. n-not for long."

oblivious by his stutter, he nodded and snuggled up closer to yoongi.

"h-how was your sleep? dumbass." yoongi muttered the last part to himself for stuttering so much.

"I haven't had a good sleep like this in a while and once again, no nightmares thanks to you."

yoongi smiled, feeling himself becoming less tense. he dropped his head on his pillow and looked up at the roof of the van.

"I'm glad."

"honestly, you made this whole challenge worth it, im lucky to meet someone like you."

"a workaholic, self-reserve producer?"

jimin turned his head to look at yoongi but from his point of view, he can only see his chin and cheeks.

"of course. that's what makes you unique. your not the typical producer that's friendly and smiles all the time."

"then hoseok is the best typical producer slash rapper out there."

the two laughs.

"there was this one interview where I did not smile at all but it wasn't even the interviewers fault. I just really had to use the bathroom and if I smiled, it would have looked fake so I just kept a straight persona. apparently, my fans ate that up and I kept my straight look ever since."

jimin giggled. "so that's how you got the name the cold-hearted producer."

yoongi looked down with a confused face. "they actually call me that?"

"they also call you rbf man, no face dude, lazy- "

"woah woah woah. I am far from lazy, they can check my awards and credentials for proof."

"out of the names I just said, lazy is the one that bothered you the most?"

"yeah, cause it's a lie. I work my ass for them to listen to some good music and they have the audacity to call me lazy?!" he huffs and looks up at the celling with a mad pout on display. "I am... whatever big word is out there that means disappointed."

jimin smiled, twisting his body so he's laying on his stomach and folded his arms across the right side of yoongi's chest. (If that makes sense)

yoongi sense eyes on him and look down to see jimin staring at him with a smile on his face, his heart skipping a beat.

"what?"