Providence of the Universe

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Taehyung makes his way inside his place, sighing tiredly and taking his tie off. He unbuttons his shirt as he makes his way up the stairs in search of Jimin. He must be in his room. Maybe he’s sleeping, since it’s very late. It doesn’t matter. Taehyung just wants to lay down next to him, hug him tight and fall asleep with his face hidden in Jimin’s warm neck. He just wants to feel him and forget about everything.

It’s been a very long time since he got this stressed out with work and he’s glad he has Jimin there to just hold him and take away that stress. The past few months with him have been...something else. He knows that he should talk to him, tell him what is on his mind. But he’s too deep in to say something, knowing it could ruin what they’ve somehow built.

His eyes sting and he feels like crying, but it’s mostly because he’s so exhausted and he just wants Jimin. He’s been thinking about him all day, pushing through the day only because he’s had him on his mind. But as he reaches his bedroom, he spots the bed undone and empty and his heart drops for a few seconds. The sound of the shower running calms him down immediately and he’s fast to make his way towards the bathroom.

He opens the half open door and steps into the steamy space. As he closes the door behind him, he spots Jimin’s body through the glass of the shower. He’s beautiful, as always, head tilted back and eyes closed as he rinses off his hair. Taehyung swallows down the lump in his throat and takes his clothes off as fast as he can. He stumbles with his boxer briefs as he steps towards the shower in a hurry to get in before Jimin is finished and as he opens the door to step inside, his eyes trail down Jimin’s body.

He looks up from his ass because he doesn’t really have plans for anything to happen tonight and instead focuses on stepping closer. The water is hot as it falls on his body but his mind is on Jimin’s smaller one as he presses against his back, his face falling to the crook of his neck.

Jimin tenses up for a second, but then he relaxes and reaches up to thread his fingers through Taehyung’s hair. He’s wet within seconds, his arms wrapped tight around Jimin’s waist and his body relaxing under the stream. He’s always one to take care of Jimin, to do everything in his power to make him smile and feel special. It’s not like he doesn’t. He always does, he’s always there, he always makes Taehyung feel good and better.

“Jimin,” he whispers against his skin, letting his lips float up to Jimin’s ear. He doesn’t say more, just hoping that Jimin will somehow know.

And surely, Jimin turns around and tilts his head back, giggling softly when water falls to his face. He turns them until Taehyung’s head is receiving the water stream and shielding Jimin from it. Then, he cups Taehyung’s cheeks and brushes his thumbs under his eyes, making him close them and just focus on that.

“Are you tired?” Jimin asks. “You seem like you had a rough day.” Taehyung nods gently, trying to focus on his breathing because he feels like he’ll break down any second. “It’s okay,” Jimin whispers. Taehyung feels his body move closer and he opens his eyes to look at him. Jimin presses a kiss to his chest and up his neck. “I’ve got you, hyung. I’m here.”

Taehyung can’t help but wrap his arms around Jimin’s waist again and hold him tight against his body. He feels so warm and calming. He feels like home. Taehyung knows these are dangerous lines he’s overstepping but he couldn’t care less. He’ll tell Jimin, he’ll confess the way he knows he should. But today, just today, he wants Jimin to be in charge.

“TaeTae, you’re gonna have to let go of me so I can wash your hair,” Jimin whispers, pressing a gentle kiss on Taehyung’s shoulder.

Taehyung obeys. He leans back and lets his hands fall to his sides. Jimin pours shampoo onto his head and scratches on his scalp, spreading foam all over his hair. Taehyung closes his eyes again and just lets go. He lets himself relax, he focuses on Jimin’s fingers, he tilts his head back when Jimin starts rinsing the shampoo off. Soap is spread across his body, Jimin’s hands gentle as they trace his body. There’s nothing sexual about it but Taehyung finds himself thinking about Jimin, about feeling him, about... more .