GOLDEN TALENT | VKOOK ✓

21 | WHAT THE FUCK, HEART?

The sun began to peek through the curtains, painting the bedroom in soft hues of orange and gold. Yoongi stirred in his sleep, feeling the warmth on his face, and slowly opened his eyes. Beside him, Jimin was still sleeping peacefully, his tousled hair framing his angelic face. Yoongi couldn't help but smile at the sight of him.

Careful not to disturb Jimin's slumber, Yoongi quietly slipped out of bed and made his way to the kitchen. He couldn't resist the temptation to surprise Jimin with breakfast in bed. Yoongi knew how much Jimin loved mornings filled with delicious treats and affectionate gestures. That was his love language. 

Yoongi prepared a tray of breakfast goodies in the kitchen, including fluffy pancakes, freshly squeezed orange juice, a bowl of ripe strawberries, and a small vase with a single red rose. "Good morning, pretty," he wrote on the tray before carrying it back to the bedroom.

Yoongi gently nudged Jimin and said, "Jiminie, wake up, angel. I've got a surprise for you."

Jimin blinked sleepily, his eyes slowly focusing on Yoongi's smiling face. "Yoongi? What's going on?" he mumbled, still half-asleep. He stood up half-asleep, face puffy, a slight panic in his voice from the sudden awakening.

"No, no, calm down, no one died." Yoongi replied, placing the tray on the bed in front of him. "I thought I'd treat you to breakfast in bed today."

Jimin's eyes widened as he took in the sight of the delicious spread before him. 

He rubbed his eyes and stared at the food before him. He sucked his breath as he noticed the small flower in the vase, which had been taken from his dorm, but it didn't matter. He'd never expected to be treated so gently by anyone in his life, and he had no expectations of it. ''Oh my god, Min Yoongi.'' He groaned and leaned back in his bed, his face hidden behind his hands. ''God, I can't even describe it.'' He hid his smile beneath his palm while staring at the food.

''Because I know how stressed you are these days, I thought I'd cook you something.'' Yoongi sat on the bed beside him, rubbing his puffy cheek. ''Is it excessive?''

''No, no, no.'' Jimin sadly smiled and took his hand in his, ''I really am not used to...all of this.''  Jimin said as he took his hand in his. ''This is the best gesture someone's ever done to me, Min,'' he said, smiling at Yoongi. ''Thank you,'' he said as he drew him closer, cupping both of his cheeks. He kissed him slowly, his hands resting on his cheeks.

''Angel, if you get me hard, your breakfast will be cold.'' Yoongi murmured and pulled away after one more peck. ''I'll take a shower, you eat. I need to meet up with Namjoon to work after.''

''Ohh, the second year one guy, right?'' He asked, slicing the pancake as Yoongi hummed in agreetment. ''Won't you eat as well?'' he inquired, pulling the tray across his lap.

''I'm not a breakfast person.'' He sang as he walked towards the shower, a towel draped over his shoulder.

Jimin smiled and leaned his back to the bed, leaving the pancake. 

He pressed his palm against his cheek, as if it were flushed. He immediately took out his phone and dialled Jeongguk's number. He couldn't feel better than laying on Yoongi's bed, naked (because that's how he slept) and with a soft duvet on top of him. 

''Who is it?'' He heard a deep groan from the other side of the call. 

''No joke, Gguk, I feel like I'm melting, literally melting,'' he said, still astounded by himself. ''Yoongi just-''

''Jeongguk.'' He heard the same voice to yell, then he frowned. Wait a minute, ''Jimin's calling you.'' 

''Huh?'' He rose slightly from his bed. ''Wait a minute, is that Taeh-''