mute | yoonmin

eight

the sun was leaking into jimins bedroom and shone on yoongis face, the sudden heat woke him.

the room was bright and yoongis eyes were still adjusting, he couldn't spot anything familiar until he remembered he stayed over at jimins.

heat suddenly ran to yoongis cheeks, as he looked under the quilt cover and saw jimins hands snaked loosely around his slim waist and his body pressed against yoongis back.

overwhelmed yoongi wanted to run away and hide but as he moved slightly jimin moaned and tightened his grip on yoongis waist.

the older looked at jimins sleeping state his eyes were shut tightly and his lips were parted and slightly swollen as soft snores escaped his mouth every once in a while. yoongi mentally cursed himself jimin looked adorable he didn't have the heart to wake him.

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eventually yoongi had fell asleep again nuzzling his head into jimins warm chest.

"jimin do you want—" mrs was taken back by what she saw but found it incredibly cute.

mrs park didn't care that jimin was gay and threw her husband out for not accepting it.

"jimin" mrs park repeated loudly.

both the bright haired boys quickly awoke and sat up avoiding gazes and blushing brightly.

"cuuuuute" mrs park squealed "i just wanted to ask if you wanted any breakfast".

"yes please" jimin muttered to embarrassed to look his mum in the eyes.

"would you like some too dear?" mrs park questioned yoongi.

"yes he would" jimin spoke for yoongi.

mrs park shook her head.

"jimin im sure he can speak for himself"

"no mum he's ugh mute" jimin whispered the end part scared he might offend yoongi.

"oh well that's fine then" mrs park answered confused but couldn't get over how cute both the boy looked.

"mum can you leave now" jimin moaned ushering her out the door.

"okay okay you two get ready and ill make pancakes" mrs park smiled and headed downstairs.

jimin shut his bedroom door and looked for some clothes for the older.

"im sorry about her she's so embarrassing" jimin sighed digging through his wardrobe.

yoongi stood up and started making jimins bed feeling bad for burdening him. he blushed as he remembered the way jimin held him.

"you didn't have to do that" jimin giggled poking the olders cheek.

yoongi just smiled which melted jimins heart. both the boys just stood in the silence looking into each other eyes.

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"boys" mrs park shouted setting two plates of home made pancakes on the kitchen table.

both the small boys ran down the stairs yoongi timidly following jimin into the well decorated kitchen. jimin pulled a chair out for yoongi and then sat across from him.

"ill see you two later im meeting taehyungs mum for tea and cake" mrs park chirped picking up her brown handbag from the cloakroom.

jimin face palmed at his mums words.

why is she so embarrassing.

as jimin scoffed down his pancakes yoongi sat looking at his now food.

jimin noticed yoongi hadn't touched his food and became concerned.

"you're allowed to eat yoongi" jimin beamed eye smiling at yoongi and liked the golden syrup off his sticky fingers.

and with those words yoongi bowed slightly at jimin and picked up his knife and fork, cutting his pancakes neatly and then sprinkled sugar on top of them.

jimin watched the older eat his food, yoongi would only take small bites and lick his lips after every piece he put in his mouth. jimin found it weirdly attractive and couldn't help but stare at yoongi lips.

yoongi had tried to ignore jimins stares and quickly finish his breakfast but he felt he cheeks heat up and cursed in his head, he found jimins gaze rather sexy and felt self conscious.

"yoongi" jimin trailed off.

the mint boy looked up with his cheeks chubby from the pancake in his mouth.

"what happened why were you at the store?" jimin hoped yoongi would answer him, he wanted to find out who he was.

yoongi swallows his pancakes and went stiff, he'd forgotten all about last night and began to cry again.

"oh yoongi jm sorry i didn't mean to make you cry–" jimin was interrupted by yoongi who had ran into jimin bedroom leaving jimin at the kitchen table.

instinctively jimin ran after yoongi, finding the older sobbing under jimin black quilts. jimin slipped into his bed and joined yoongi under his covers.

"yoongi im so sorry i upset you i just want to help" jimin whispered into yoongis ear softy.

"...please hold me" yoongi whispered barely audible.

jimin was shocked he had heard yoongis voice a second time but he sounded different his voice was more croaky and choked up.

the older was looking at jimin with glassy eyes as tears still spilt out of his puffy eyes.

jimins heart broke he quickly wrapped his arms around yoongi protectively and used one of his hands to play with his colourful hair, he then whispered calming things into yoongis ears as he watched the older fall back asleep.   

ayeeee im sorry this is crappy i tried to make it fluffy ;—; btw thank you so much for voting my book has 1k reads like oml ily sm and sorry for any typos annnnd it's 2am and I have school pls pray for me ;w;