Taste Of Fate|| Yoonmin

||Twenty Nine||

ENJOY READING!!

Jimin stirred in his sleep as the sunlight filtered through the window, casting a warm glow across his face. He reached out with his hands, instinctively searching for Yoongi on the other side of the bed. When he found the bed empty, a wave of sadness washed over him. He feared that the events of the previous night had been nothing more than a dream.

However, as he looked down at himself, a shy smile crept across his face. He was wearing Yoongi's shirt, a tangible reminder that the night was real, that their love had been rekindled.

Jimin threw off the blanket and headed to the bathroom to freshen up. Excitement bubbled within him as he hurried downstairs, eager to find Yoongi. He spotted Yoongi in the kitchen, busy with something.

Nervous, Jimin crept up behind Yoongi and wrapped his arms around him. Yoongi flinched slightly, but quickly composed himself and turned to face Jimin.

"You're awake, Jimin," Yoongi said, pecking Jimin's lips softly.

"Yeah, but why did you leave me alone in bed? And where's your friend?" Jimin asked, pouting curiously. Yoongi chuckled, lifting Jimin onto the kitchen counter. Jimin gasped at the sudden change in position.

"Calm down, Jimin, catch your breath. No one is running away. I just woke up early and decided to make breakfast for us. As for Chaewon, she left early this morning because she had a flight," Yoongi said, cupping Jimin's cheeks.

"Left... what do you mean? How could you let her leave like this?" Jimin asked, his voice filled with confusion and concern.

"What did I do? She wanted to leave, so I let her go. It's a good thing she left today, it's a holiday, and I can spend all my time with you," Yoongi winked at Jimin, a smirk playing on his lips. Jimin blushed, looking down shyly. He playfully hit Yoongi's chest.

"In your dreams! Hurry up and finish cooking. I'm hungry," Jimin demanded.

"Yes... Yes, my lord. Just a few more minutes, and it's done. First, we eat this food, then I'll eat my food," Yoongi whispered seductively, his breath tickling Jimin's ear. Jimin chuckled, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Shut up, you pervert. You deserve my kick, you know," Jimin playfully threatened, raising his leg in Yoongi's direction. Yoongi smirked, his eyes dancing with amusement.

"You know you also deserve my kick, but not from the leg," Yoongi replied, his voice low and husky. Jimin gasped, his eyes widening in surprise. He couldn't believe how bold and confident Yoongi had become in these two years.

.

.

.

.

"Jimin, are you still not finished with all this....baby " Yoongi whined, trying to catch Jimin's attention. Jimin's eyes were glued to his laptop, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

"Just a few more minutes, Yoongi-ah," Jimin replied, his voice filled with concentration. Yoongi sighed, taking a deep breath. It had been nearly thirty minutes since Jimin had said the same thing.

Yoongi approached Jimin, sitting down beside him. With a gentle touch, he removed the laptop from Jimin's grasp, causing Jimin to gasp in surprise.

"Wha-" Jimin began to protest, but Yoongi silenced him with a look.

 "Shush... one more word, and you'll see how hard I'll kiss you," Yoongi said in a deep, husky voice. Jimin swallowed nervously, his hands tightening around Yoongi's shoulders. Yoongi's fingers traced sensual circles on Jimin's waist beneath his shirt.

"Yoongi... please, just a few more minutes, and I promise I'll leave my laptop alone for the whole day. I'll make it up to you," Jimin pleaded, pecking Yoongi's lips quickly. Before Yoongi could respond, Jimin snatched the laptop back and dashed away, leaving Yoongi to shout helplessly.

Yoongi sighed, his eyes following Jimin's retreating figure. He knew he should be annoyed, but he couldn't help but smile. Jimin's playful antics always managed to brighten his day.

As the minutes ticked by, Yoongi found himself missing Jimin's presence. He picked up a book, hoping to distract himself, but his mind kept wandering back to the playful encounter they had just shared.

.

.

.

.

After an hour, Jimin finally finished his work and emerged from the study room. He frowned, however, when he found the apartment eerily quiet. Where was Yoongi?

Jimin searched high and low, eventually bursting into laughter when he discovered Yoongi sprawled out on the living room couch, fast asleep. Jimin quietly approached Yoongi, kneeling down to his level before gently stroking his hair.

"Yoongi-ah, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting so long. Now we're together," Jimin murmured, the words flowing so effortlessly from his lips that he wasn't entirely sure what he was referring to. Was he thinking about the time two years ago when they had given each other space, or was he talking about what had just happened an hour ago?.

Jimin leaned closer, intending to give Yoongi a soft peck on the lips. However, he gasped when Yoongi responded by moving his lips, realizing that Yoongi was awake. Before Jimin could react further, Yoongi stood up and lifted Jimin onto his lap, capturing Jimin's lips in a passionate kiss that left him breathless.

As Yoongi deepened the kiss, Jimin's mind raced. He tried to remember what had happened in the past hour, but his thoughts were muddled by the intensity of Yoongi's touch. All he knew was that he was lost in the moment, surrendering to the passion that consumed them both.

When Yoongi finally pulled away, Jimin was breathless and flushed. His heart pounded in his chest as he looked up at Yoongi, his eyes filled with a mixture of desire and confusion.

"Lets go on date Jimmine"