pastel pink | yoonmin

red - extra #1

"Kitten, do you know where my red shirt is?"

Yoongi furrowed his brows and slowly walked towards the bedroom to peek his head inside from the threshold.

"Why would I know where you put your red shirt?" he mumbled with a small grin "You mean the one with the low v-neck, right? It doesn't sound like something I would usually wear, love"

Jimin turned around from where he was crouched down on the floor to rummage through his clothes inside the lowest drawer of the closet. A lot of shirts were already scattered around him.

The younger had the habit of losing most of his things around the house, especially clothes, so Yoongi wasn't surprised at the sight. He only smiled even more, amused by his boyfriend's pout.

"You would look hot with that, though. You should start wearing daring clothes more often, this way you could show off your muscled chest"

Yoongi laughed and his shoulders shook while he threw his head back. He took a step towards Jimin and reached the centre of the room as the other started searching inside the closet once again with a huff.

"Why do you need your red shirt now? Are you going out?" he asked, even more confused when he glanced at his watch "It's almost 7.30 pm, you won't be home for dinner?"

Jimin yelped when he thought he had spotted the shirt hidden at the back of the drawer, but he whined loudly when he pulled the piece of cloth out and discovered it was just a pair of bright red sweatpants.

He threw them somewhere behind himself carelessly and Yoongi almost managed to catch them before they fell right at the end of the bed.

Yoongi stifled a laugh at the other's funny behaviour.

Jimin seemed to finally give up on his research then, and he stood up with another frustrated huff. Without turning around, he reached for the hem of his sweater to pull it over his head and change into a black suit shirt he picked randomly from the closet.

"No, love... I told you I have a stupid meeting for that special project for the contemporary art class at 8. The other students in my group wanted to meet tonight to 'get to know each other'... Pff"

Yoongi tried to focus on his boyfriend's explanations, but his gaze was on Jimin's naked back, which was serving as a great distraction.

The muscles under his smooth skin flexed with the movement and the sight of his tiny waist made Yoongi bite his lower lip. That was nothing that Yoongi hadn't already seen before, actually, but that caused him to gulp and freeze on the spot for a second.

Even if sometimes he still couldn't believe it, he had also touched that waist and caressed that back multiple times. He had traced the expanse of Jimin's back with his fingers and he had grazed those arms with his lips every night.

As Yoongi walked towards his boyfriend, a smirk appeared on his face and he sighed dreamily.

Jimin was really his boyfriend.

And he was allowed to touch and kiss and love him.

When he stopped behind him, he reached out towards Jimin and circled his waist with his arms before he could get dressed once again.

He leaned down to kiss his shoulder and that made Jimin giggle.

"So you are really going out?" he mumbled between wet and sloppy kisses on his skin.

Jimin held his hands over his own tummy and pouted again.

Yoongi noticed the slight red flush of his skin and that encouraged him to kiss more.