pastel pink | yoonmin

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Jimin only had class in the afternoon the day after, so Yoongi decided to not wake him up and he left some coffee and something to eat on the kitchen counter for him.

He also texted him on his way to campus.

'I had class early, I hope you slept well. Have a good day!'

Cheesy.

He grimaced as soon as he clicked 'send' and he knew the tip of his ears were red, but he brushed it off because he knew Jimin would have giggled while reading his text and that was way more important than his own embarrassment.

Jimin texted back almost an hour later with a selfie of him still in bed, his eyes sleepy and his smile bright.

Yoongi had to bite his lips to not smile too widely and catch his professor's attention.

Jimin was so beautiful Yoongi couldn't believe he was real and that, on top of all, he had the privilege of seeing him everyday and of having him so close.

His professor didn't notice him staring at his phone screen during class, and at Jimin's photo in particular, with glistening eyes, but Hoseok, who was right beside him, did. And he lifted a brow at him before pushing his shoulder lightly.

"Hey... You know it's been almost five minutes since you received that photo, right? You are going to consume it if you continue looking at it like that..." he murmured, making Yoongi's cheeks grow hotter in a second.

"I-I wasn't..." he stuttered dumbly as he scrambled to put his phone away, but Hoseok was already snickering at him from behind his hand to not be noticed.

"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone..." he whispered teasingly, grinning as Yoongi rolled his eyes and looked back at the front of the class.

Hoseok didn't stop glancing at him from time to time with a mischievous smile and Yoongi had to turn to him with a frustrated sigh at some point.

"What?"

The other shrugged but he leaned closer to him.

"You two are cute"

Yoongi's eyes widened and he spluttered something incomprehensible before Hoseok could speak again.

"I mean, I know you told me he's just your roommate, but you are clearly head over heels for him. I just think you two look cute together"

Yoongi looked down at his hands, at his yellow nail polish, slightly chipped by now, and he gulped as soon as he noticed another notification appearing on his phone screen from where it was placed on the empty chair beside him.

"We are not together, we are really just... best friends" he whispered, his voice breaking as he pronounced the last syllables.

He heard Hoseok snort beside him and someone, seated some chairs in front of them, turned around to glare at them.

Hoseok ignored them and turned to him again, his fingers tapping on the desk.

"I know, but I'm not stupid. Neither of us is, and I think Jimin isn't too"

"What are you trying to say, Hobi?" Yoongi muttered, his teeth gritted and his fingers restless.

He knew very well what his friend was trying to say because it was what his heart had been trying to tell him since he was a teenager and he had started to notice how pretty Jimin was.

It was what his mind had been trying to tell him everytime he found himself thinking about Jimin and Jimin only.

He loved Jimin, that wasn't something he had to reflect upon that much anymore.