Time skip: six weeks
Yoongi's effort to stay unaffected goes in vain when Jimin softly runs his fingers through his sweaty hair at the most unexpected moment. He tried twice to subtly move away, but younger didn't get the clue. He was doing it in the softest way possible, and Yoongi feared looking at Jimin's face like he would get caught on something he didn't want to reveal.
At the moment, he was helping Jimin to get back on walking, as his physiotherapy started four days back. They were doing small exercises in the spacious living area, and it's fair to say it wasn't Jimin's favourite routing.
"Jimin, concentrate on this."
"I am tired. So are you. See, your hair is all sweaty."
"That's because I work out before waking you up. Come on, we have two more rounds."
Jimin smiles at Yoongi again and caresses his hair. He was secured in the place by Yoongi's grip around his waist as his legs weren't yet steady enouto stand on its own. At the moment, he was truly feeling tired and had no intention to worry about walking a single step ahead.
"Can't say no. We have to do two more rounds of walking."
"I am really tired. Please help me to my swing chair."
Yoongi looks at the younger's face and sighs, knowing that's it for the day. He cleared his voice and secured the grip as Jimin looked up and had his eyes on his face.
"Carry me."
Yoongi felt the way his heart beats kinda fast but managed to maintain his facial expressions all unaffected at Jimin's demand. But nothing can stop him from wondering why it is happening to him.
Yoongi put his hands around Jimin's small frame and lifted the younger who weighed nothing off the floor. His heart felt a warmness when Jimin tangled his hands around his neck and set his head on his shoulder.
"Why?"
Yoongi asked as Jimin wouldn't stop staring at him.
"You are so handsome, and it's affecting my heart very badly."
Something that changed in the past few weeks also included Jimin being dead ass straightforward toward Yoongi other than his recovering physical health.
"Ooh um..."
Yoongi got a twisted tongue at Jimin's comment, not knowing how he should react. Younger giggled and hugged his shoulders more as Yoongi's heart went beating erratically. Those giggles were therapeutic to Yoongi's ears as it's been days since those walls echos with such loudness of joy.
"Shall I carry you to the bath?"
Yoongi asked as they reached Jimin's swing chair. Nobody knows was that because yoongi thought Jimin really should get a bath before getting too late or else it was just because so he could carry him around the house for a little longer like this.
"Yes....but third floor's corner bathroom."
Jimin demanded. That was the farthest bathroom of his house that he had never even used. But that would be the longest to reach, so he shamelessly demanded his bodyguard like that was something very crucial.
Yoongi's smile threatened to break out as he knew what Jimin was doing but just maintained a very neutral face as he always did.
"Jimin...stop doing that, please."
Yoongi muttered under his breath as he crossed the second flight of the stair to reach the second floor. Jimin was burying his face on Yoongi's neck and those lips...well, those lips were doing something very subtly even though Yoongi could not see what it was.
Jimin did the opposite and did the exact same thing he got asked not to. This time, Yoongi felt the way Jimin placed a few smooches on his neck. This was the first time something like this initiated between them, and Yoongi couldn't stop those electrifying feelings running down his spine and legs as his body started to get affected.
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Dark Light || Yoonmin ||
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