Love At The Bakery: A Yoonmin Fanfiction

Chapter 7: Cuddles and Beer

Yoongi's Point of View..

I smile softly as I open the fridge and grab a can of soda. I end up grabbing a bottle of beer for myself and walking back to the living room.

“Thanks, hyung.” Jimin smiles, taking the can of soda gratefully.

“Of course.” I smile as I sit back down next to him. I open the bottle of beer and take a sip and sigh as I feel the satisfying burn as it makes its way down my throat.

“Yah, why did you give me soda?” Jimin pouts as he gazes longingly at the bottle of beer in my hand.

“Aren't you driving home later?”
“Uh— y-yeah..” He stumbles over his words.

"Besides, I thought you preferred soda?"

"I do, but.."

I chuckle as I understand what he couldn't put into words as I stand back up and get a bottle of beer for him. “Here, Jimin-ah. But you're staying the night.”

“W-what?”

“I'm not letting you drive yourself home after you've been drinking.”

“I— don't have any extra clothes..”

“It's not a big deal. We're basically the same size.” I let my eyes wander over his small frame as I sip my beer once more.

Jimin flushes red in the face as he gazes down at his lap. “Don't stare at me like that, hyung.. I'm shy..”

I scoot closer to him and place an arm over his shoulders. I hear him gasp softly before coughing abruptly and putting some distance between us. “Uh— sorry.. I didn't mean to..”

“I didn't say stop..” He mumbles in a voice as quiet as a light breeze on a sunny day.

I glance at him and smile, gently pulling him in for another embrace, with me laying on the couch with my arms placed on his back as his face gets buried in my chest.

Jimin sighs as he snuggles closer to me. I chuckle as I rub his back soothingly and glance at the clock, showing it was already 10 pm. “Tired?”

“Mm-hmm..” He mumbles in a soft voice.

I place a hand on his back and another underneath his thighs as I slowly stand up with him in my arms. “Off to bed, we go.” I carry him to my bedroom and lay him down on the bed.

He whines softly at the loss of my touch. “Mm.. Yoonie..”

“Yes, Jiminie?” I chuckle as I come back to him with one of my sweatshirts and a pair of shorts.

“No leaving.."

“I haven't left, Jimin-ah..”

“No, stay..” He mumbles again.

“Are you sure? I was going to sleep on the couch.”

I hear him gasp. “No! Stay with me..”

I hand him the clothes before smiling. “Get changed, hm?”

He sits up and nods his head. I leave the room to give him some privacy, and I hear him from outside the room. “I'm changed!”

I come back, and my jaw almost drops. The sweatshirt I had given him was a bit big on his smaller frame. You could see this from the sweater paws the sleeves formed on his arms. If anything, I have more muscles than him. As for the shorts.. they're a bit shorter than I thought, so it almost looks like Jimin's not wearing anything underneath. “Holy—” I mumble as I gaze at him with a predatory glint in my eye.

“What..?” He mumbles as he brings his knees up to his chest.
I shake my head to get myself out of the trance I was in that Jimin had lured me into.

This was going to be a long night..

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