Always

XXII. Back in your arms

He is home. Jimin smiled and scanned all the corners of their old apartment. Although most of the old furniture were gone, their old sofa was still there. Some of their group pictures were still hanging on the wall. He walked slowly and smelled the scent of the apartment. The old scent is bringing him too many beautiful memories. They had celebrated their birthdays here, their failures and successes. This is where they forged their dreams, where they fought and reconciled, where they laughed and cried. From the living room, the kitchen, their bathroom, their shared room. The apartment was their second home.

Jimin went to the room that he shared for seven years with Hobi. He smiled seeing Hobi and his old bed were still there. Then, Jimin headed towards the shared room of Jin and Yoongi and opened the door. A smiled played on his lips. He looked at Yoongi's bed. Sitting at the edge of the bed, he ran his hand on the cover. They had their first night on this bed. Just thinking about it was giving him goosebumps. He wasn't able to look in Jin's eyes when the members arrived back home after their official date at the apartment. Jin kept on teasing them for days. Yoongi would just shrug his shoulder and would give him a peck on his cheek while he would turn red like a tomato. He'd slept on Yoongi's bed too many times waiting for him to come when it's their busy days. He'd wake up with Yoongi giving him little kisses and he'd fall asleep like a baby on his arms.

I wanna be in your arms forever, Min Yoongi. He thought.

After some moments, he slowly headed towards Yoongi's studio. It was empty, except for the sofa and some frames hanging on the wall. If only the walls could talk. He had so many memories in this room. Him spending nights with Yoongi, his confession, their kisses and heated make outs. He shook his head and let out a laugh.

He slowly walked to the window and sat, lifting his legs up. The lights from the outside were peering through the window. The apartment is healing him completely. Busan, his parents and Aera, his old room in their old house were like a balm to his heart. But the old apartment makes him feel complete again. This is where he started his dreams, he found his friends who turned into family...and Yoongi. There is nothing in this world that could replace his memories here. The past three years had been painful leaving one truth: that he loves Yoongi. The sacrifice that he made for him and for the group. Yoongi forced himself to lie to him. His decisions kept the band together. It wrecked him, but he understood him now. He loves Yoongi and he will love him even more.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a voice at the door. It was Yoongi. Yoongi leaning at the door, hands on the pocket of his jeans. He looked so devastatingly handsome with the faint light on his face. He held his gaze on Yoongi admiring him from a distance. It was just like years ago, crushing on Yoongi so hard.

"How long have you been standing there?" He asked gently and smiled at Yoongi. And Yoongi was taken aback. He could see Jimin's eyes adoringly staring at him. Just liked the old days.

"Just a moment ago." He smiled back.

"How did you know?"

"Intuition. Then Kook called me that you might need a ride later."

Jimin sighed then looked outside the window. Yoongi adoring him from the distance. This was the same Jimin who sat down, same spot, same position many years ago. Except in his memories, it was raining then, but now the weather outside is calm with the flickering lights peeking through the window.

"Can you believe this is where I'd confessed to you?" Jimin looked at the sofa, then at Yoongi.

With the faint light, Yoongi knew he's blushing. He smiled, his eyes fixed on Jimin.

"I do. And I remember everything."

Silence.

"Would you still do it if given the chance?" Yoongi asked. There is something about this conversation that's keeping his heart beating faster.