THE DAWN - VMIN ONE SHOTS

TO BE WITH YOU UNDERNEATH THE BLOSSOMS 3

Taehyung had been dragging him around the market aimlessly, occasionally pulling him to the side to try out the new sweets the cheong pack had to offer. Their neighbouring pack celebrated the passing of the sowing season, and it's traditional for the cheong pack to hold their market open for a day as a gratitude towards the sky deity for blessing their land. Taehyung suggested they visit the pack, hearing jimin express his wish to eat rice cake two days ago while they were busy bantering on their walk home.

The younger had visited almost all the tiny stores that sold sweets in the pack, curiously asking for everything on display, taking time to taste and savor each one of them. They ate, danced to a street performer, bought cute tote bags from the tiny pups who were hoisting a stall of their own. A pup even gifted jimin a free keychain with a pink cherry blossom hanging from its end.

Jimin's head felt like soft cotton, mushy from the amount of sugary rich food taehyung made him try back to back. The younger didn't relent when jimin began complaining after eating the fifth dessert, something glutinous and made of rice, stuffing the extremely sweet piece in his mouth the next time he opened his mouth to whine.

So now jimin is belly full, eyes a little wild and lips glossy from the honey that coats the cookie taehyung is feeding him. His hands are curled against taehyung's chest, eyes widening in horror from seeing the younger take another biscuit to dip it in the cup containing honey.

'Open your mouth, jimin ah', taehyung brings the outrageously sweetened biscuit to his mouth, jimin trying hard to fight the younger by pushing at his chest. He chose to stay silent over taehyung calling him informally, focussing on keeping the younger at a hand lengths distance.

'N-no, please no', jimin begged, fisting taehyung's shirt when the attempt to push taehyung away didn't work, jimin doing his best to make his eyes round and watery, pleading in hopes he could make taehyung cave and relent this absurd idea of making him eat more sweets.

'Say, ah', taehyung is undeterred, nudging the biscuit to his pursed lips, asking him to open his mouth. Jimin shook his head, refusing to eat that overly sweet snack like it was poisonous.

'Taehyungie', jimin resorts to his last attempt to stop the younger, pitching his voice and fluttering his eyelashes to persuade taehyung in his favor. His lips naturally went into pout mode, highlighting the remnants of honey clinging to his lips.

'I will die if you feed me any more of this honeyed monstrosity', jimin pouts, folding his hands to beg the younger. Taehyung's eyes briefly flittered across his wobbling, shiny pink lips, lingering a touch on the viscous fluid smearing his bottom lip.

Jimin's heart rewinded only to slam into his chest with the force of a hammer once Taehyung dragged his eyes away from his lips.

There was a gentle sheen to Taehyung's honey orbs after their eyes locked together. The intensity behind the imploring eyes made jimin self-conscious, his tongue habitually licking his bottom lip and with it the sweetness on the flesh, something ugly tugging at his chest from taehyung's eyes zeroing in on his lips again. The gaze on his lips is electrifying, a course of heat bathing his cheeks and ear tips pink.

Taehyung then moved his eyes left, to the gland lying hidden under his dress and jimin felt it pulsating, cherry blossoms crowding, thickening the air between them.

'Don't be dramatic, a little bit of sugar isn't going to get you killed', Taehyung says, munching on the biscuit he was trying to feed him.

And like that, the bubble was broken.

What the hell?

Did he imagine Taehyung staring at his lips? Was that a glitch?

'A little bit?', jimin gasps incredulous, 'that's the 12th pastry you were making me eat in an hour' jimin twists taehyung's ear, glowering when the younger looked unaffected. Was he losing his charm of pulling a certain pair of big ears?