Kiss Me On The Lips | yoonmin

You're Just Too Sweet

니가 너무 달콤해 너무 달콤해

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"Please separate. Both of you are exiled from Afterlife, Heaven, and Hell."

Yoongi's glare harshened, feeling the wetness of Jimin's tears reaching his skin on his chest.

"What the fuck–"

Jaejun looked at him dead in the eye, seemingly emotionless.

"You two are meant to take different routes to Earth. Please separate."

Yoongi narrowed his eyes, gently stroking Jimin's hair, still holding him close.

"Do you know the fucking nonsense you're spouting? I'm not letting you filthy fucks touch him. We're going together, whether we go through Hell or through fucking Heaven."

Jaejun averted his gaze.

"... Alright."

Yoongi's anger calmed down a bit, feeling Jimin's hand fisting around the fabric of his top.

Kissing Jimin's head, Yoongi sat him up, sitting up with him.

"Do you want to go through Heaven or Hell, Jiminie?"

Jimin hiccuped, pain not dying down, but rather getting tolerant to it. Jimin thought about Yoongi's question, his face still buried in Yoongi's chest, breathing in the comforting scent.

"Heaven. I have some things to get."

Jimin's voice was muffled, but it was audible.

Yoongi nodded, looking up at Jaejun, who was watching them with a curious glint in his eyes. They quickly returned emotionless when Yoongi glared at him.

"You heard him. We're going through Heaven. Not one of you better touch him."

Sighing, Jaejun nodded.

"Jongsuk will escort you."

Then, he walked away.

Yoongi helped Jimin up. Jimin was still tightly clinging onto Yoongi.

"Jiminie... You okay?"

He felt a nod, allowing Yoongi to sigh in relief.

"I'm glad. We made it, Jimin. We're through. We'll be okay, now."

Jimin finally pulled back from Yoongi's shoulder- since they were the same height, when they stood up, Jimin's head went to Yoongi's shoulder- after wiping his face with the fabric. He knew Yoongi wouldn't mind.

Eyes red, Jimin nodded, smiling widely.

"Jimin."

Jimin turned his head to the voice. Jin.

He lowerd his gaze, making Jin laugh slightly in assurance.

"It's okay, Jimin. I'm not angry at you. I'm just sad you lied to me that day. I feel like you don't trust me. But, it's understandable- this is a bit of an extreme case. I understand why you kept quiet."

Jin looked at Yoongi.

"So, you're the reason Jimin always came back happy? And, always went out to do his duty when he rarely went out before. You're the one who gave him the ring? He's been protecting it like it's his life."

Yoongi's heart swelled. He smiled.

"I am. You must be Jin."

Jin nodded, then Namjoon appeared beside him.

"Well, I hope you two adjust well in Earth. I'll connect with you two. Stay safe, I have to go to work–"

Namjoon then rushed off.

"I'll be heading off, too. I need to go to Afterlife's market when I have the chance to buy food. Well, not like it'll go to much use."

Sadly, he looked at Jimin.

"You were the only one who tried my food that I experimented. Oh well. I'll hope to see you one day."

Then, Jin left.

Then, the said Jongsuk came by and told them to head towards the Heaven Gate, following them close behind.

Together, Jimin and Yoongi went through the gate, suddenly arriving right in front of Jimin's desk. The person escorting them popped up right behind them.

"You have five minutes. Get what you wanted before leaving the gate."

Jimin stumbled out of Yoongi's arms towards his desk, searching for something. Yoongi remembered something important.

"Jimin, where's your wardrobe?"

Jimin pointed towards a large door.

"Thanks."

Smiling, Jimin continued looking for whatever he was looking for. Yoongi walked into the closet after opening it, seeing a bunch of clothes.

He took buttonable shirts out, and one by one, burned their edges together, attaching them. It was one of his abilities as a demon, but he'd never seen a time to use it until now.

He attached as many shirts as he could, making a somewhat of a large square, before the escort called.

"It's time for you to leave."

Yoongi exited the closet, fumbling with the shirts. Jimin looked at him oddly.

"What's that for?"

Yoongi grinned.

"Keeping us alive."

"But, we can't even die."

"Fine. From keeping us more hurt."

The escort started pushing the two past the gatekeeper who Jimin made eye contact with. They exchanged an expecting smile before they were pushed towards the gate.

And, finally out the gate.