Jimin's muscles ached terribly. He had stayed at the studio for hours after the other members had left, just to improve his already flawless dancing.
Sighing, he slowly climbed the stairs that led up to their dorm and checked his watch.
2:37, it read. "Aishhh, it's so late," he mumbled quietly. "I hope everyone is already asleep---I don't want to wake them."
The red-haired boy pulled out his keys and carefully unlocked the door, before slipping inside.
He tossed his duffle bag in the living room and made his way down the hallway to the bedroom that he shared with Jungkook.
*5 Minutes Earlier*
Jungkook rolled around in his queen-sized bed, unable to sleep. "Where is Jimin-hyung?" His mind wandered as he stared into the darkness. He turned his body and glanced at his alarm clock; shocked to see that it was practically 3 in the morning.
Suddenly, he could hear the sound of the front door being pushed open, and someone trudging toward the room.
"It must be him!"
The maknae decided to pretend to be asleep; he knew how much his hyung hated to accidentally wake people up.
He shut his eyes just as the wooden door creaked open, revealing a zombie-like Jimin.
The sleep-deprived boy trudged into the silent room and shifted his gaze onto the "sleeping" maknae, a small smile gracing his lips.
Jimin grabbed a towel and his pajamas, and then stumbled into the bathroom and turned on the shower.
Stripping his sweaty clothes off, he stepped in and instantly felt the warm water run down his back. His body didn't want to move; the water was so soothing and every movement felt like a stab in the gut.
Meanwhile, Jungkook had tiptoed out of bed and into the bathroom. "He looked like he was in so much pain when he walked in," he thought to himself sadly. The maknae's suspicions were confirmed when he heard a miserable groan come from behind the shower curtain. It really hurt to see his hyung like this.
Jimin let out a low moan after reaching his arm up to grab the soap, and could swear that he heard a small gasp.
Suddenly, he sensed a presence behind him and a pair of strong arms started massaging his throbbing shoulders. He sighed and leaned his head back onto the younger boy's chest; letting him gently wash him off and rub his sore muscles.
"Kookie........I...." he croaked out.
"Shhhhh.......its okay hyung; let me help you."
Jimin could all but nod, he wasn't really in a position to decline the offer anyway. Jungkook finished rinsing him off and pulled him out of the shower, and then patted him dry softly.
The older closed his eyes in exhaustion while Jungkook helped him put on his pajamas. Grabbing him around the waist, the maknae carried him over to his bed and set him down gently, before climbing in next to him and pulling up the covers.
Jimin slowly rolled over so that he was facing Jungkook and snuggled into his chest.
The younger wrapped his arms around his hyung and softly murmured a lullaby; and within minutes Jimin was fast asleep.
The boy smiled to himself before kissing the older's head sweetly, and pulling him closer.
"Goodnight hyung," he whispered. "Sweet dreams."
