Jimin tried to look away from Yoongi. He knew that Yoongi didn't like to show vulnerability, he didn't like to cry and he most certainly didn't like the feelings that came with crying... but he couldn't look any other way other than his master's weak, sobbing state. Even in sheer tears, Yoongi looked heavenly to him, without flaw. Instead of uneasiness, Jimin felt guilt as his hand was pressed fully onto Yoongi's pale, faultless face, the tears landing on the inside of his palm as he let them out with little control. He couldn't stop crying.
"Hyung..." he pulled his organ owner close to his chest, feeling how intensely Yoongi was vibrating, reverberating with heavy cries and untainted sobbing.
"I'm sorry..." he cried. "I'm so sorry..." he heaved in air, running out in seconds as he breathed in sharply and unevenly.
"It's ok..." he stroked the elder's hair, caressing it gently, trying to calm his bachelor button, even if it was just by a little. Yoongi was shivering uncontrollably, he couldn't say anything but the words, 'I'm sorry' in an answer to whatever Jimin said to him. "Hyung what's wrong?" He asked directly, even if he wouldn't be answered in the way he'd like.
"I'm sorry I'm so horrible to Minji..." but to his surprise he got a reply that weren't just the words 'I'm sorry'. "I'm sorry I demand that you come here every afternoon... I'm sorry I can't even stand on my own... I'm sorry... I'm so... I'm so weak!" He screamed as he collapsed back into Jimin's chest with a weak force, so thin he didn't possess the mass to even make Jimin budge from where he was sitting.
"Weak..." Jimin mumbled. "...weak is a weird way to describe yourself, when I don't even begin to perceive you as weak. To me... you're nothing but beautiful..." Yoongi looked up at him, only to see Jimin's eyes also brimming with tears. "Hyung... you're the most beautiful person I've ever set eyes on, and I may not see that many people, but I'm sure I could travel entire countries, the world and even all the expanding universes surrounding our own... and I wouldn't find someone nearly as beautiful as you..."
"Jimin..." Yoongi stared, as he felt hot blood rush to his cheeks and his heart fluttered with every word Jimin uttered. He didn't know what to do in this situation, it was getting harder and harder to cry.
He'd read many romance novels, those cliché chick flicks. Those confessions in the rain, the endless heart wrenching pain that comes with heart break and sorrow, the happiness that filled whatever character experiencing the confession of undying love... but none of what he'd read could compare to the real thing, none of it prepared him for something like this either.
"You're more to me than anyone in the entire universe..." Jimin continued. "I have an obligation to give you my heart when it's time, it's daunting to think about but every time I look at you... I'm filled with strength and the will to carry on... cuz when I do give you my heart... I'll know I gave it to someone who holds it with great care..." a tear emerged from his left eye. "...I called it an obligation... but it's more like a priveledge... to save someone... as gorgeous as you are..."
"What are you saying...?" Yoongi couldn't stop staring, his eyes firmly glued on the younger with anxiousness as well as a contained joy.
"Hyung..." Jimin looked at Yoongi, finally connecting eyes with him, hazel eyes filled with years of bottled emotions. "...I love you..."
~♤~
Jimin rushed out of the room, knowing how hard his heart was beating. To everyone's surprise, his heart, his supposed heart hadn't beat out of place until he'd finally said those three words. 'I love you'. Til he'd realized what he'd actually said. He didn't waste time removing himself from the room when Yoongi's expression held shock and his speech was suddenly impaired. He dashed out just seconds after he'd uttered those three paralysing words, not even thinking of giving Yoongi a chance to answer before he disappeared out the door.
Jimin caught his breath at the side of the corridor, only to run again. Faster this time, trembling more this time. Finally, he reached the kitchen where Jin and Namjoon were situated, enjoying cups of coffee on the table. Immediately, their heads snap toward the newly slammed door, finding Jimin in a panting mess.
"Jimin what's wrong?" Jin looked worried, his motherly nature leaking through in his deep voice.
"I..." Jimin's chest moved up and down as he inhaled masses and masses of air from panick. "...I TOLD HIM!"
"Told him what?" Namjoon sipped on his coffee, trying hard not to notice how loudly Jimin had slammed the newly fixed kitchen door. He'd taken the time to mend it after he'd broken it trying to hurl an oversized plant into the Min kitchen. Only God knows how he was able to break it with the help of a plant. Not even Namjoon could fathom how it actually happened.
"I told him..." Jimin paused, taking in short, sharp, panicked breaths. "I told him I loved him." He whispered, sliding to the floor with his sweaty attire making a squeaky noise against the door.
"WHAT?!" Namjoon almost choked on his coffee. "YOU DID WHAT?!" He was frazzled, the child had actually beaten him to confessing. For a while now, Namjoon had been harbouring a romantic vibe for one of his own hyungs. He didn't think it would progress into something so immense but he couldn't control it, it happened gradually and slowly that before he knew it, he was watching for his smiles and grinning idiotically while watching at a distance.
"YUP!" Jimin hollared. "I DID IT! I ACTUALLY WENT AND FUCKING DID IT!"
"HEY!" Jin shouted sternly. "LANGUAGE LIKE THAT IS NOT PERMITTED IN MY KITCHEN!"
"I-I'm sorry hyung..." Jimin whimpered. "...but I just.. oh my life what have I done?!" He covered his face in his sweaty palms, trying to hide the panick in his shaky appearance.
"Oh Jimin..." Jin went to sit next to him against the door, feeling his sympathy leak through. "Did you get turned down?" Jin doubted this, only a fool would be daft enough not to notice how the two looked at each other, eyes full of love and compassion. It was as if they were possessed by each other, while looking deep into one another's pupils. Jin found it simply adorable, in all his years of service in the Min household, he had never seen a Min look so fondly at one of his servants, nor had he ever seen a Park so dedicated to someone so picky with food.
Still, Jin knew none of that could happen. If the two were to become involved, they'd have to be secretive about it.
"No..." Jimin felt tears brim around his irises. "...I didn't even give him the chance to reply!" He pulled at his black hair in frustration, knowing how disrespectful it must've been to Yoongi. Yes, they were closer than any two people in the Min residence, but he knew his place, Jimin was organ storage and Yoongi was his master. He shouldn't have felt anything for him. He was destined to give up his heart for someone who needed it more than he did... he was destined to never find love, but there he was, finding love in the most painful of places.
"IDIOT!" Jin smacked him round the head, making both him and Namjoon flinch at the sound. Jimin released a sound similar to that of a puppy that had just been hit, short, sharp and high in pitch. "COULDN'T YOU HAVE WAITED FIVE MINUTES FOR A REPLY?!"
"I COULDN'T STAY IN THERE AND GET REJECTED!" Jimin fought for his say, nursing his freshly smacked cranium. "I hurt enough as it is." He muttered.
"Jimin how the hell do you know he doesn't love you back?!" Jin sounded as if he was going to break something, so frustrated at the density contained in his younger friend.
"CUZ I DON'T DESERVE HIM!" Jin almost fainted with annoyance.
"You, boy," Jin hurled himself off the kitchen floor. "have been watching way too many Korean dramas." He sighed in irritation, walking back to the table to gulp down the rest of his coffee. What on earth was he thinking? Just confessing like that, he was asking for a romantic encounter.
What was he to do?
Jimin pulled again at his hair, whining as he banged it on the door...
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| White Bachellor Button || Yoonmin |
Fanfiction"I was born in order to die..." "Well I order you to live..." In which Yoongi has been weak since he was young and Jimin was genetically engineered to store his organs.
