Rain [yoonmin]

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YOONGI'S POV 

Being impatient with Chim won't help, I'll have to handle this maturely.

"You're leaving?" He is so abrupt sometimes that it's scary.

After he switched away I could see the change in his face. Jimin's soft eyes, warm look, it was all there.

He didn't look okay, he was pale.

"Jiminie?" I held his face in my hands.

"I'm feeling lightheaded, it doesn't feel great."

He placed his head on my chest. It reminded me of his old habits. I combed his hair with my fingers.

Jimin cutely stayed like that for a while playing with his own fingers without saying much.

"Are we eating?" he asked in a low voice.

"Mmhm, it's done."

He sat on the table and smiled with sleepy eyes.

"I am hungry." he mumbled.

"I know."

"Yoongi?"

"Hmm?"

"I don't want to hurt you, ever."

It gets difficult when life throws to us these challenges when we are unprepared. What hurts the most is when you see your loved ones suffering. Then you'd wish to take the pain away from them, but you can't.

"A cute little boy whom I adore so much would never hurt me." I pulled his soft cheeks.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever, just sit." he tried to hide his smile.

"You know, I can see the smile you are fighting back." so he let go.

I served us two bowls of stew with rice. He looked so happy just to see them.

"Your hands, I don't know, but they create magic."

"You like it that much?"

"You don't give yourself enough credit." I would happily watch him eat all day.

We kept talking about how to take care of Cloud as we ate. He is a lot more concerned than I am.

Jimin was browsing the net for ways to look after a cat and glanced at me every once in a while, giggling all the time.

I was staring at my ring, I didn't open it once. I kept it close to me all this time and I kept Jimin's with me.

"Minnie? Do you want yours?" I asked him.

He was looking at me with hopeful eyes and when his eyes went down to the ring his smile didn't disappear like I thought it would. There was a warm smile on his face when he held my hands and brought them to his cheeks.

"Thank you for loving me the way you do. Thank you for making me yearn to remember what my life was like with you."

"What would I do without you?" I got up to get his ring.

He took it very carefully from my hand and slipped it on his ring finger.

"Now they look better." he said, holding out his arm in front of him.

"They do."

"Let's go to sleep early tonight. We have to buy things for our baby."

He makes my heart flutter with everything he does.

It was a good night and I could only hope.

I hope this winter takes away all the pain and all the sadness.