Soulless

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Everything within the past months has been exceptionally passable in Yoongi's eyes. His therapy sessions are going as well as they can be, he's figuring out new things every week; like how he has issues telling people 'no', or how he finds himself trusting people easily, or maybe even how Jimin gets prettier with every appointment. He knows he should withhold his true affections towards the counselor, and exert all of his efforts in keeping his solicitude at a minimum to avoid speculation that something deeper lies within his intentions. Everything has been exceptionally passable indeed.

Thoughts, dreams, worries over Kwang have strained and dwindled into mere thoughts and memories. He no longer mourns any and all related items, smells, places, or even recollection of events that he encounters anymore. He speculates the lack of Kwang being prominent in his day to day life is because of that dream he had, where Jimin lied under him. He's had many others like them, hardly any of them are as explicit or venereal as one would think. Most of them are actually pleasant, Yoongi typically wakes up feeling refreshed, no longer fatigued, sweating and panting like the previous nights. He dreams of citrus and smiles, calm waters and soft wind whisking around him while he holds Jimin closely; both men warmly in each other's embrace, basking in fondness while they share saccharine kisses and nuzzles. He can't wait to begin dreaming as soon as dusk arises.

Unfortunately, as Yoongi recalls the night he first dreamt of Jimin, he can't help but remember needing to call him that night, feeling lost and barren. Today, in the midst of his therapy session, his dreams get brought up and Jimin has to ask him why Yoongi felt so alone, why didn't he seek help in the comfort of somebody; Yoongi is asked why he didn't reach out to Jimin. After admitting to Jimin his anxiety towards contacting him at any given time of the day, the boy had scolded him severely.

"Yoongi, why do you think I would be annoyed with you?" He had pouted, "Am I intimidating?"

"Well certainly," Yoongi thought to himself, "you have no idea, angel."

Instead, he replied, "It was midnight, and I don't even remember what I was upset about."

"That is inexcusable." He firmly supplied, "Any time of day, whether it be midnight, the crack of dawn, or while I'm in session, contact me and I will answer as soon as I can."

Yoongi could only sigh while Jimin continued, "I care about you and I want you to feel safe with me, please don't be scared like that again okay?"

"Yes Jimin, I'm sorry."

"You can make it up to me over dinner?" He flushed out, "Only if you want to of course."

Jimin has done plenty of things to Yoongi, he's made him blush beyond reason a number of times, he's accomplished the sensation of complete bewilderment in any situation regarding his characteristics or persona, he's even made Yoongi feel obligated to put effort into his attire and looks when he has sessions. Jimin has done profuse things to Yoongi, however, he's never left him this flummoxed. He's never had the pleasure of seeing Yoongi utterly speechless, yonder over the extent to which he has ceased all physical signs of breathing.

"Yoongi?" He muttered, setting the file down onto the soft armrest of the chair he settled himself in.

Blinking rapidly, he swallowed what felt like sand as he croaked out, "That would be very nice."

Jimin could only observe Yoongi's silent breakdown in a state of incertitude, his eyebrows drawn up, and his mouth hanging open slightly. Yoongi took advantage of the silence to watch the angel. Recently, Yoongi believes Jimin has been using a new brand of lip-gloss, or at least a new collection of sorts. Typically, his plump lips looked glassy and soft subdued peach, much like his walls in a sense. However, over the past two sessions his lips have looked much more bright in color, a rose pink that matched the blush he wore on his cheeks, they seemed to have glitter swimming in the luster of product adorning his lips, especially when he would smile or giggle; his mouth seemed especially beautiful then.