Morning came too soon.
Jimin slowly opened his eyes, blinking against the soft morning light filtering through the window. He stretched slightly, his body still warm from sleep.
For a moment, he just lay there, staring at the ceiling.
Then, he turned to his side—
And saw that Yoongi wasn’t there.
Jimin’s brows furrowed. His heart skipped a beat.
"Huh?" he muttered, sitting up quickly. His eyes darted around the room. "Where did he go?"
Panic bubbled in his chest. Did Yoongi leave? Was he already downstairs?
Jimin ran a hand through his messy hair, sighing. "Maybe I was just overthinking things last night."
But just as he was about to get out of bed, he turned again—
And his breath caught in his throat.
Yoongi was there.
Sleeping soundly.
Right beside him.
Jimin froze. His heart pounded against his ribcage.
"Wait… I just saw that he wasn’t here—" He rubbed his eyes as if to make sure he wasn’t imagining things.
Nope.
Yoongi was definitely there, lying on his side, his arm tucked under his head. His dark hair fell slightly over his forehead, his lips slightly parted as he breathed in slow, steady rhythms.
Jimin gulped.
"How can someone look this soft while sleeping?"
His gaze softened as he took in the sight before him. Yoongi, who usually looked so cold and distant, looked so peaceful like this.
Jimin’s chest tightened again.
Then it hit him—today, they were leaving.
Jimin’s stomach twisted uncomfortably at the thought.
Why did that make him feel so… sad?
His fingers curled into the blanket.
"I don’t want to leave."
The thought came so suddenly, so naturally, that it startled him.
He turned his gaze back to Yoongi.
"Or… is it because I don’t want to leave him?"
His lips parted slightly, his breathing uneven.
Without thinking, he leaned in. His heart raced as he got closer, his eyes flickering to Yoongi’s cheek.
Just one small kiss.
Just a little closer—
But before he could move any further—
Yoongi’s eyes snapped open.
Jimin’s body stiffened in horror.
His face turned bright red, and in a panic, he squeezed his eyes shut, as if pretending to be asleep would erase everything.
Silence filled the room.
Then—
A low chuckle.
"What were you doing, hmm?"
Jimin’s eyes shot open again.
Yoongi was smirking. His voice was teasing, low, and filled with amusement.
Jimin wanted to disappear.
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