Rain [yoonmin]

7

YOONGI'S POV

My voice was all sore from singing.

I went to my very pale looking Jimin who was cooking for us.

I cupped his cold little cheeks in my palms. He looked really sick. His eyes were red and swollen. He looked so fatigued

I realize that I didn't say a word until now. I didn't know what to say.

He hugged me close and laid his head on my shoulder.

I moved a little forward to turn off the gas and then curled my arm around his waist and rested his head on my shoulder.

For a second I thought he was sleeping. But then he spoke.

"Do you wanna go somewhere?"

"Our place?" I asked. It was an abandoned park on the east side of the town, our favorite place. We always go there when we need some quiet time. .

"Oh, perfect. I completely forgot about that." The happiness on his face was what I wanted to see.

"Do you want to go shopping before that?"

"See, I told you, you are a magician." he said, kissing me softly.

"Okay." I'm glad to be his magician.

"Yoongi?"

"Hmm?"

"You are my favorite singer." he said, smiling in the most endearing way possible.

It made my heart glow.

My heart yearned for a life which is perfect like him. A life where there was nothing to bother us.

We ate as we talked about what to do in the fair

"Ok wait, what about our homework?" He laughed as finished eating.

Ah. The work. Of course.

"Who cares? We can just pull an all-nighter if required."

"So that you can sleep through classes and then whine about missing them?" He teased me

I shamelessly nodded my head smiling like an idiot.

It was 3pm already, why does time fly so fast?

"We didn't go shopping for a while."

"Jiminie, we went shopping like some weeks ago." I laughed.

"That was for groceries dummy. And even then it feels like an eternity back."

"It was still shopping." I joked.

"How can someone be so lame?" He rubbed his eyes like a baby rubbing off sleep.

I pulled his hand back and saw that his eyes turned red.

"You got these bad habits, Park Jimin ." I tightened my lips to a straight line frowning my eyebrows and narrowing my eyes.

He pinched the bridge of my nose saying, "Okay daddy. Let's get ready."

I hit his arm and it fell off. I had tears in my eyes cause he pressed my nose so hard.

"It hurt."

"Awe, you kinda deserved it." He said taking away the plates and putting them on the sink.

I shook my head and just threw open my sweatshirt.

I kept glancing at him because I was a little jittery about his health.

"Why are you standing half naked? You will catch a cold Yoongi ."

"I can't find a shirt. And are you my mother?"