Diary of The Infinite

93| Void

I washed dishes beside Yoongi while Jimin spoke on the phone with his friends, setting up a day they could spend together.

"Since we found each other I've kept him pretty busy," Yoongi admitted, "I don't want him to lose his friends, they're really good to him."

I wasn't sure what to say. This seemed like intimate knowledge, a secret that he was telling just to me. Did I even have the right to respond?

"What are your friends like? That Changkyun kid and the other guy who stopped by when you were sick I mean."

"They're very nice to me and they always check in to make sure I'm eating. They helped me find my apartment too and let me stay with them until I found something." I quieted myself before I could said anything wrong.

"Let's go watch a movie," Yoongi put a guiding hand on the small of my back and pushed me towards the couch, whispering the same to Jimin as we passed him.

Jimin finshed up on the phone as Yoongi pulled a blanket over us, sitting next to me on the couch. Jimin sat on my other side. My face was warm and my heart was racing. How could they fold me in so easily? Was I simply misreading all of these signals? How could Yoongi touch me so gently, Jimin lean on my arm so comfortably?

By the time the movie was over, my head was clouded with drowsiness and even more confusion. Yoongi's arm had been thrown over my shoulder, Jimin's hand wrapped up in mine. They picked something else to put on and didn't change our positions at all, Jimin threw a leg over my lap and my breath hitched in my throat. I wanted to melt into the shadows and scream. Everything felt so warm and light, our bond a twisted thread smoothed and evened out in a perfect braid. It seemed selfish to feel so comfortable.

"Void," End whispered close to my ear, "stop worrying so much." He pressed his lips to the side of my head as Jimin echoed a soft hum of agreement, leaning up to kiss my cheek.

I could feel how red and hot my face was getting and I covered my eyes, letting out a quiet groan.

"I wonder how red you'll be when you find out I want you to call me hyung,"

Jimin laughed musically as I sunk lower into the cushions, wanting nothing more than for them to swallow me whole.