Senpai | yoonmin

44 / Never

Author's POV

Yoongi was only 17 then, he was a happy teenage kid, normal like everyone else and he even found a boy to like for quite some time now but instead, the little boy vanished away along with the bubbles which were crushed by the aggressive yet way too calming water.

The same one he fears and hates.

The one he drowned in.

And the one he wished to die drowning in.

Wanting to be pushed back and forth by those strong waves like a useless toy, he hopes he was dragged down to the bottom of the sea along with his ill mother and his father who already died from the truck's son of a bitch impact.

Yoongi regretted being so desperate to survive just to have the shitty life he has now.

A life where he cannot remember the boy he used to adore so much.

Yoongi's POV

I didn't know how long I was deep in thoughts about that day I remember so vividly as if it was only yesterday but as soft faint snores ring through my ears instead of their terrified screams, I was quick to snap out of it.

Soon, Yoongi noticed how he was still massaging Jimin's hands and how the latter was already fast asleep under that blindfold with his pretty red lips slightly parted open to let out peaceful snores.

Because of Jimin's soft melodies that carry no bad memories but pretty ones that Yoongi find comfort in, Yoongi's once throbbing heart calmed down and maybe, it's not bad after all to survive.

At least he gets to breathe next to Park Jimin and has a sense of what being alive feels like.

"If I die, I wouldn't have met an angel like you." Yoongi smiled timidly as he carefully places Jimin's relaxed hands down on the side of his gorgeous pair of hips and observes the cotton blindfold which the latter has been forced to wear all day.

"I'm sorry to make you go through this." Yoongi murmured slowly while lifting his long pale fingers to gently tug on the hem before pulling it completely down.

Heart beating full with life, Yoongi caressed the male's soft orange curls as his eyes lovingly gaze down at those securely closed lids and the eye make up Jimin relentlessly put on even if he knows that Suga won't be able to see his effort.

"Daffodil...you're so pretty even when asleep."

Leaning down to give the younger a weightless peck on the forehead, the minty head blushed at his own urge to kiss the male's luscious lips too but he didn't want-

- to take advantage of the sleeping beauty any further and surely, Yoongi knows he isn't brave enough to commit something so daring as tasting what heaven is.

Turning around, Yoongi left Jimin sleeping and exited the room with a racing pulse and mind that wanders off to their cute little date today which the smiley senior would count as a success.

Jimin's POV

Eyebrows pinching together as if he was disturbed, the bright orange haired freshman gritted his teeth together and fists into the soft sheets before his lips began to quiver something vulnerable whilst his heart rate dramatically increased even when in a deep slumber.

"Y-yoon-ie..."

*1 Week Later*

As days flew by slower than Jimin could have imagined when being under a secure blindfold for the majority of the time with the man known as 'Suga' who he helplessly feels attracted to like the elder was the other half of his magnet.