Between Blood and Desire ~ YoonMinSeok

Insecurities.

Authors pov

Hoseok stepped out of the shower, steam curling behind him as he tightened the soft white robe around his body. The bathroom door clicked shut quietly, and he let out a content sigh, running a hand through his damp hair.

On the bed, Jimin was sprawled out on his stomach, legs kicking lazily as he typed away on his laptop. His focus on the screen was intense, but he perked up the moment Hoseok appeared.

“You took your sweet time,” Jimin teased, flashing a cheeky grin.

“I deserved a long shower,” Hoseok replied, padding over to the wardrobe. “It’s been one of those days.”

Jimin hummed, rolling onto his side and resting his cheek in his palm. “By the way,” he started, his tone casual but curious, “I’ve noticed you and Yoongi have gotten close lately.”

Hoseok froze, his hand hovering over the hangers in the closet. His heart skipped a beat as he struggled to keep his composure. “Uh, yeah,” he said, clearing his throat. “Yoongi’s a nice guy.”

Jimin smiled warmly, his eyes crinkling with genuine affection. “I love that. Two of the most important people in my life getting along—it makes me happy.”

Hoseok bit his lip, keeping his gaze fixed on the wardrobe as he rummaged through it.

“Did he take care of you while I was away?” Jimin asked, his voice softer now, laced with curiosity.

Hoseok’s cheeks flushed as memories of Yoongi’s hands on his body flooded his mind. “Y-Yeah, he did,” he mumbled, keeping his eyes on the clothes in front of him.

“I’m glad,” Jimin said simply, closing his laptop and setting it on the bedside table. He turned his attention fully to Hoseok, who had just shrugged off his robe to change into his pajamas.

Jimin bit his lip, his gaze drifting down Hoseok’s bare back. “You know,” he teased, “you could just come to bed like that.”

Hoseok laughed, turning to give Jimin an incredulous look. “You’re such a pervert.”

Jimin shrugged playfully. “What can I say? You make it hard not to be.”

Hoseok rolled his eyes but smiled as he finished pulling on his pajamas. He climbed onto the bed, ruffling his damp hair as he settled beside Jimin.

Jimin wasted no time wrapping his arms around Hoseok’s waist and pulling him close, burying his face in the crook of Hoseok’s neck.

“Jimin, stop,” Hoseok giggled, squirming as Jimin’s breath tickled his skin.

“You smell so good,” Jimin murmured, pressing soft kisses along Hoseok’s neck. But then he froze, his brows furrowing as something caught his attention.

“Wait a second,” he said, leaning back slightly to inspect Hoseok’s neck and collarbones. “What are these?”

Hoseok’s eyes widened in panic. “What’s what?”

Jimin tilted his head, his fingers brushing over faint red marks scattered across Hoseok’s skin. “These look like…”

“Mosquito bites!” Hoseok blurted, his voice a touch too loud.

“Mosquito bites?” Jimin echoed, blinking in confusion.

“Yeah,” Hoseok said quickly, cursing Yoongi in his head. “Yoongi and I went to this bar, and there were mosquitoes everywhere. It was awful.”

Jimin frowned sympathetically. “I wish I’d been there. I would’ve protected you.”

Hoseok snorted, leaning into Jimin’s touch. “You’re ridiculous. But thank you, my knight in shining armor.”