𝐀𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐘𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐢𝐧

𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒚 - 𝑶𝒏𝒆 : 𝑵𝒐 𝑳𝒂𝒃𝒆𝒍

Seokjin let out a loud sigh, biting his lips, thinking about Sung Min. He had been trying to get rib of a memory on his head for the past hours and yet everything still flashes in his eyes, a memory he doesn't want to remember.

He lean his head at the head rest of the bed, exhaling as he closed his eyes. "Why can't you just go?" he mumbled.

"You're not talking to me right?"

Seokjin quickly opened his eyes, finally noticing Yoongi laying on the bed beside him, scrolling his phone. He blinked, not remembering when Yoongi came in, he gave a confuse look on which the younger replied with a simple smile.

"You're spacing out and it seems like you're thinking about something so deep that you didn't notice me."

Seokjin licked his dry lips, combing his hair. "Sorry,"

"It's alright, anyway, do you want me to massage your back?"

"Huh?"

Yoongi then starches his nape, lowering his gaze. "Well, I saw you holding your shoulders earlier so I am thinking of giving you a massage."

Seokjin let out a wide smile, tilting his head. "Your arms won't snap right?"

Yoongi rolled his eyes, smacking the elder who just laugh at him. Seokjin then laid on his stomach, letting Yoongi climb behind and sat on his back. He then let out a loud groan when Yoongi started to ease the knot on his back.

Seokjin closed his eyes, groaning occasionally while mentally taking Sung Min out of his thoughts. Savoring the slightly warm palm on his back, letting his muscle and body finally relax after few weeks of stress.

"Is it okay?"

"Yeah," Seokjin replied, eyes sill close before a smirk came out of his face. "You'd make a fine massager. Would you like to change your occupation?"

"Nah, these hands are only meant for someone."

Seokjin shot his eyes open, turning back to see the younger before a teasing smile came out naturally on his face. "Really? Who would that be? Jiminie? Or Taehyungie? You can't like the lover birds, so it's from the maknaes right?" he said, ignoring how Yoongi's face frowned.

"Is it Jimin? cause if its him, damn you sucks everyone could see the hearts on your eyes everytime you stare at him." Seokjin casually commented, ignoring the face Yoongi was making on his back.

He turned his head, facing the pilllow once again as his smile dropped. He knew everything that they have been doing, from the meeting, the operation, and even how Yoongi always express his love on his own way. Seokjin knew everything but turned blind eyes.

He can't.

He can't lose hi-

"Why can't it be you?" a sudden question was asked.

Seokjin froze on his place, feeling Yoongi shifted behind him, before the younger carefully rolled him to the side, forcing him to face him. As Seokjin landed his eyes on Yoongi, the man was already wearing a pained and tensed expression.

"Wa...what?"

"Why can't it be you?" Yoongi questioned once again, a little louder and clearer this time.

Seokjin just scoff, slightly laughing, trying to cover up how nervous he is right now. "It can't be me. I mean you don't like me, heck, you even scolded me sometimes and I wouldn't be surprise if you kill me in my sleep." he said in a whiny tone, pouting his lips but Yoongi's expression remained the same.

However, this time. Seokjin could see a fire being lit in his eyes.

"Why couldn't be you?" the younger asked, slowly leaning down, placing both of his palms on both sides of Seokjin's head, trapping him with his body.