good luck kid ☾myg.pjm

Ch.4

The fire has been put out, and the students have returned to their respective tents for a few hours of much needed sleep. Jimin's too cold to sleep though, and he spends a majority of his sleeping time rolling around in his sleeping bag, stuffed to the tee with all of his extra clothes and jackets. Yoongi's staring at him from the other side of the tent, and rolls his eyes.

"How do I sleep when you're making so much noise?"

Jimin stills, lifting his head. He can't see Yoongi, but he can imagine where Yoongi would be. "Sorry," he whispers hoarsely, and lays flat on his back, still too cold to get any sleep.

He can hear Yoongi sighing from the other side of the tent, then suddenly he's unzipping his sleeping bag. "Come on," he says in resignation, and Jimin lifts his head again, staring over at him in confusion.
W-what?"

"I said, come on. It'll be warmer with two people. Hurry up and zip your sleeping bag with mine."

Jimin blushes and stays silent for a moment or two, until he figures he's been quiet for a little bit too long. Yoongi groans to himself, sitting up and slowly making his way over to where Jimin was. They're both wrapped up in thermals and layers of clothing, so it wasn't as if it were inappropriate, per say. Yoongi was just being a good senior, taking care of his partner.

That is all.

Jimin still doesn't move when Yoongi forcefully unzips his sleeping bag, then joins both of theirs together, laying down beside Jimin. "Want to cuddle?" Yoongi asks sarcastically, and Jimin laughs in embarrassment.

"Boys don't cuddle with each other!" he cries out, a little too loudly, and Yoongi rolls his eyes.

"Gee, announce it to the world, why don't you? Sleep then," he mutters, shutting his eyes as he turns away onto his other side. And Jimin just stares at the back of Yoongi's neck, knowing he'll never get any sleep now.
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Turns out he was wrong, and he actually sleeps just fine. He doesn't realize it, but at some point in the night, he had become tangled up with Yoongi. Yoongi's cold nose was pressed against his neck, and their arms were wrapped around each other. Yoongi's hair tickled his own nose. Yoongi was pressed flush again his chest, creating warmth.

But Jimin never realizes, and wakes up to an empty tent when the supervisors come around announcing breakfast.