yoongi and jimin accidentally kissed.
the two were playing the push game on the treehouse but apparently, jimin fell infront of yoongi and their lips accidentally touched.
the embarrassed younger apologized and ran away as quick as possible.
jimin couldnt sleep the whole night, thinking of what just happened.
he didnt know what to feel.
frustration, happiness, regret.
he had mixed feelings about it.
--
yoongi didnt appear for a week.
jimin felt depressed, maybe he broke their friendship with one accidental kiss.
he wishes that the kiss never happened more often.
mrs. park saw the depressed boy on the couch, staring into space.
she sighed as she sat down beside him.
"what's wrong, jimin?"
"i-i... i think i broke our friendship. y-yoongi hasnt visited me for a while. i'm scared- i dont want him to leave me, i miss him s-so bad-", mrs. park was shocked to see jimin open up his fragile heart so easily.
mrs. park really regrets not watching closely over jimin a few months ago once she saw tears roll down jimin's cheeks.
jimin sobs quietly as mrs. park held him protectively and gently.
"i want to die, i messed up mom. all of you think that yoongi isnt real and if i actually believe you guys- what would i be entitled as?", jimin sobs harder, "a foolish boy head over heels with a ghost who he thought was real."
"oh jimin... take your medicine later, okay?"
jimin couldnt do anything but nod as he hugs his mother back and cry into her shoulder.
mrs. park felt like crying but she's going to be strong for jimin.
--
another week.
mr. park and jimin are currently eating breakfast.
"so, i heard from your mom."
"mhm."
"its tragic but.. isnt it kinda great?"
jimin rolls his eyes, 'what's so great about that.'
"i mean, you could take a break from yoongi and start a new hobby."
jimin cleches his fist as he sat up, not wanting to deal with this bullshit.
"yoongi is not a fucking hobby!", jimin spat out with venom as he sprinted out of the house.
he's so done.
he's just so fucking done with what the world sees yoongi as.
yoongi's not a hobby. he's not jimin's imaginary friend either.
he's just a boy looking for someone to call home.
as jimin ran towards the forest, yoongi was all he thought about.
yoongi
yoongi
yoongi
jimin stopped as he saw the treehouse.
he climbed up the ladder- he didnt care if his pajamas got dirty.
as soon as he pulled himself up, he sees a boy sitting down on the mattress.
"yoongi..?"
yoongi looks at jimin, "oh, hey. it's been a while."
"y-yeah. it has."
as much as jimin wanted to hug yoongi tightly, he stayed calm and composed.
yoongi pats on the mattress, motioning for jimin to come sit.
gulping, jimin walked over to the mattress and sat down.
a moment of silence.
jimin hesitated for a bit, "u-um, i came here to apologi-"
"dont you dare complete that sentence," yoongi says as he pushes his lips to jimin's plump ones.
jimin was shocked but decided to kiss back.
yoongi pulled jimin to his lap and held him closer. jimin cupped yoongi's jaw lovingly.
their lips moved in sync and that moment just felt so perfect.
jimin wanted time to stop again.
the two pulled away as they try to catch their breaths.
"why did you run?", yoongi asks.
"then why didnt you kiss me back?", jimin asks.
another moment of silence.
"jimin- i dont want you to just hear this. but i want you to listen to what im going to say."
"what is it?"
"i love you. i fucking love you. i love your voice, your eyes, your lips, your skin, your hair- everything. im so, so fucking inlove. im sorry it took two weeks to make me realize it. ive been thinking about it a lot and- i really do love you."
jimin felt like crying.
"i love you too. i love you so much. i was afraid that i scared you away and you might leave me. i was terrified and now- im just so happy. im so fucking happy," jimin hugs yoongi tight.
yoongi kisses jimin again and pushed him down on the mattress.
"will you show me how much you love me?"
"of course. i'll show just how much i love you and how you mean the world to me."
*
loud moans and groans filled the whole treehouse as yoongi pounded into jimin.
jimin clung to yoongi like his life depended on in as he lets out screams of pleasure.
the two made love on this mattress and on that treehouse.
they have never felt so inlove.
《A/N》
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existence ➳ yoonmin
Fanfiction"everybody's always fucking sorry" sometimes, not all things that you think are real are not real. and sometimes, the things that you think are not real are real.
