Just give me a chance [Vmin ff]

Chapter Thirty three: Stuck with you

Jimin's fingers stilled against Taehyung's back when he felt the subtle tremor coursing through him. The soft, uneven breaths were the only hint of the tears Taehyung was trying so hard to hide. Jimin's heart clenched, and he instinctively pulled Taehyung closer, his hand moving to cradle the back of Taehyung's head, fingers threading through his hair.

"Hey," Jimin's voice was barely above a whisper, as if speaking too loudly might shatter the fragile moment. "It's okay, Tae. I'm right here."

Taehyung's grip tightened around Jimin's waist, his face buried in the crook of Jimin's neck. The warmth of Jimin's skin against his cheek and the steady beat of his heart beneath his ear both served to anchor him. But the tears wouldn't stop. They weren't the kind of tears that came from sadness or pain. No, these were different-softer, almost gentle, but just as overwhelming. It was the realization of how deeply he was loved and the weight of their shared journey that moved him so profoundly.

Jimin felt the wetness against his skin and didn't say a word. He didn't need to. Instead, he pressed his lips to the side of Taehyung's head, a silent reassurance that he didn't need to hold anything back. The room was quiet, save for the faint sounds of Taehyung's shaky breaths and the rustle of their clothes as they clung to each other. The gentle hum of the city outside was a distant backdrop, the only other sound a soft creaking of the old wooden floors beneath them.

Finally, Taehyung managed to speak, his voice thick but filled with something much deeper than sorrow. "I'm sorry," he breathed out, as if the apology would somehow cover the intensity of what he was feeling.

Jimin pulled back just enough to look at him, his hands moving to cup Taehyung's tear-streaked face. His thumbs brushed away the dampness beneath Taehyung's eyes, the touch gentle and soothing. "Don't apologize," Jimin said, his tone gentle but firm.

Taehyung's eyes searched Jimin's, and in them, he found only understanding, only love. A raw, unfiltered laugh slipped past his lips. "I'm so happy," he confessed, the words tumbling out in a breathless rush, as if he had to say them before the moment escaped. "I didn't know I could feel this... this much."

Jimin's chest tightened, not in pain but in a bittersweet kind of joy that brought a smile to his lips even as his own eyes grew misty. He leaned in, pressing his forehead to Taehyung's, his breath mingling with Taehyung's in the small space between them. "You're crying because you're happy?" Jimin's voice was laced with a soft laugh, but there was nothing mocking in it-only warmth, only love.

Taehyung nodded, a shaky exhale escaping him as he pulled Jimin closer, their bodies fitting together in a way that felt like coming home. "It's just... you. Us. Everything," he whispered, the words almost lost in the air between them, but Jimin heard them as clearly as if they'd been shouted.

A soft chuckle rumbled from Jimin's chest, and he let himself relax into Taehyung's embrace, resting his head on Taehyung's shoulder. "You're something else," he murmured, the affection in his voice deep and unguarded.

Taehyung's arms tightened around him, his hands splaying wide against Jimin's back as if he could hold onto this moment forever. The bed beneath them felt like a cocoon of warmth, and the soft glow of the bedside lamp cast a gentle light, illuminating their faces in a warm embrace. The room was a cozy refuge from the world outside, filled with the unspoken promises of their future.

Taehyung buried his face in the crook of Jimin's neck once more, feeling the last of his tears slip away, leaving only the overwhelming sense of peace that came from knowing, without a doubt, that he was loved.

Taehyung's arm tightened around Jimin's waist, his heartbeat syncing with the warmth of Jimin's body against his own. The comfort of their embrace brought a smile to his lips, but a mischievous thought tugged at him, coaxing out a smirk. Slowly, he leaned back, just enough to catch Jimin's gaze. His eyes sparkled with mischief as his voice dipped into a playful whisper.