You know... I know...- Yoonmin

15. A fear

Yoongi's PoV:-

The sight of Jimin sitting on the corner of the couch of my studio, all curled up in his white cardigan, had me in every possible way. His phone lay on his side as he stared at the only source of light in my studio, the lamplight. I didn't like to light up my studio, I'd rather keep it dark with my favourite lamplight that he himself had gifted me.

Was he thinking about something? I didn't know. Do I need to know? Definitely yes! But will I ask him?! Absolutely no! Uhhh... Why am I like this?!

I cleared my throat and pretended to write something. "Did you say something?" He asked. "Me? Nah! You were saying something!" I confidently exclaimed. He pointed at himself in a questioning manner. "Yeah, you called me. So, you were saying?" He didn't complain further and uttered his thoughts. "I was thinking what if this lamplight switches off-" And the room went silence when the lamplight went off and room lost all the light. "What the-" I stepped towards power board and tried to turn on the light but my attempt failed. "What the actual fuck?!"

"Hyung, hyung, sit down don't panic!" Jimin tried to reach for my hand but failed too. "I'm not panicking. Wait.... Wait a moment, it's sunday, right?" Jimin reached for his phone and rechecked the day, "Yep! It's sunday!" I sighed. "That's why! How could I forget it!" He went silence. "Oh my goodness, that's right! Today was maintenance day!" He realised a little late, but it's fine.

"Do we have candle?" I reached for my table where a half over candle was kept. I lit it with the lighter just beside it and placed it on teatable in front of couch.

"We should leave instantly!" Although I couldn't clearly see him but I knew jimin would've nodded at my statement. "Gimme your hand!" I said. His woolen paw hand reached mine. "Get up!" I said. He tried to stand up but tripped on my leg and fell back with..... Unfortunately or fortunately me on his top. I might've landed near his colorbone.

"Oh my god!" He murmured. His little whisper sent chill down my spine. His perfume that smelled like combination of lavender and gold was more strong right here. My forever favourite fragrance. I rose up a little and my eyes found his. The eye contact same as of today morning's. This time his eyes held an intensity, they were saying a lot of things and I couldn't read them at all.

If I was shamelessly staring at him, he was doing the same. If I wasn't thinking about anything but him, I hope he did the same. This sight of him was greater than any God for him. He was my God. The one I completely trusted and dedicated myself to. "You're mesmerizing." I whispered. I didn't want anyone to know that.

"Is that it?" His reply was not expected. "That's the least I can say about you... Saying a word to define you is the hardest task." After a moment of silence, the heat of the moment and my lack of self control, I leaned toward him. He parted his lips when my hand encircled around his wrist. I closed the distance between us and he closed his eyes. Before I could do anything further, I backed away. I stood straight. He opened his eyes. "We should leave now!" I said and gulped. He also got up. I held his hand and walked out taking both of our phones and car's keys.

The whole and the day was silent after that. Nobody spoke...
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Jimin's PoV:-

I punched the wall behind me thinking of yesterday's incident. Just an inch away but he backed away. Why the fuck did he!? The music was blasting in the hall as my feet followed it. Dance was my only therapy when my mind couldn't process things.

He says he likes, but is always cold around me, and not to mention 2 times he dogded our kiss. I moved aggressively as the beat shifted to faster pace. Tomorrow was my solo performance and I didn't care much about it. Choreographer was looking at me, trying to take details out of it.

The music stopped and I sat down. Breathing heavily, my chest went up and down. I unbuttoned all the buttons of my shirt excluding one and ruffled my hairs. After another 1 hours, choreographer was satisfied and walked out with instructions for tomorrow. I sat there, drank water and went over the music player. I played a random melody... A soft, calm and fragile melody that filled the room, encouraged my body to move and it did.

I closed my eyes taking my own energy out. I swayed and danced in that melody, pouring my heart into it. All these things about Min Yoongi, were making me somewhat confused. More or less I could see fear in his eyes in both the kiss events. I needed to know what was that fear. I surrendered myself to the ground as the music stopped. The room oddly felt hotter. I drank some water and sat up properly until my breathe became even again, opening the last unopened button of my white shirt which had become see through with all that sweat.

The door opened suddenly and the person I was thinking about all day entered. "What are you doing here?" I asked. His eyes lingered on my bare ummm... chest... Yeah! "Hello to you too! Jin hyung told you to bring some things your way back home!" I didn't reply and looked away in rather angered manner. "Rude." He muttered enough for me to hear. "What?" He stared at me for a minute and then walked toward the sitting area. He took one of the chairs and pulled it until it was just in front of me

He sat on the chair, completely manspreading and leaned over me, staring down in my soul. "You know how to respect your hyungs, don't you?" He said in a rough and husky voice that sent 100s of jolt in my body. "Should I teach you some manners, huh?" I gulped while trying to be less obvious. His voice and the way he was topping me.... Uhh... That felt sexy. "And what are those manners?" I answered back in rather a whisper. His face showed a surprised look for a minute moment before he covered it. "Park Jimin... "

I looked into his eyes, intensity and confidence was the key to bring man on his knees. "Tell me honestly... Are you... Unhappy about... Yesterday's incident?" I am not. I am. But the reason is different. "I am." I said. He might've continued to stare at me for some seconds before he stood up. His face now showed a guilt, a regret. "I'm sorry, actually I didn't mean to kiss you! I know you'd be very much-" I scoffed.

"You didn't meant?" I also stood up. "Okay great!" I walked at the sitting area collecting my mobile and bag before walking towards the door. "Where are you going, Jimin?" He asked but I didn't look back not answer. Then I felt a forceful hold on my wrist. "Stop!" His voice was full of anger. "Leave me!" I unwillingly sounded cold. "I said leave my fucking hand, Min Yoongi!" I almost yelled but he stayed silent. I left my hand and.... Started....

He started buttoning my shirt which I forgot about being open. "You're free now!" Atleast try to stop me again you dumb! I waited for a second before actually leaving the room.

Just wait for it my dear hyung, I'll rip these gentleman out of you until I see that hidden beast inside you...
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