Writing About Love

Phone Call

 Jimin awoke with a crick in his neck that was only made worse when he rolled over to his side. It took him a moment to remember why exactly he was on the floor of his kitchen with Taehyung half on top of him, squishing all chances of air out of his lungs. He tried to shift without waking up Tae but with every limb intertwined he knew it was a fruitless endeavor.

"Tae. I have to piss and I'd like to breathe at some point again soon." Taehyung shifted and mumbled something that Jimin couldn't understand but it actually put more pressure on his bladder than the previous position. "Tae, I'm going to shove you into the counter if you don't move right now." Panic had entered his voice because he was sure he'd piss himself if he didn't get to the bathroom asap.

He shoved Taehyung with a little more force than was necessary but it did the job and he was free in another moment. As he got up, he kept his head at the weird angle it had been forced into for the duration of the night so as to prevent any more pain in his neck. He'd deal with it once he properly woke up after relieving himself.

He had to sidestep the mess he made the previous day in the bathroom searching for Tae's inhaler but once he navigated the maze to the toilet everything about his day got a lot better. His tunnel vision lifted and Taehyung's grumbling from the other room reached him through the open door. He couldn't understand it but he was sure he was being cursed to the high heavens. Tae was more difficult than even Yoongi was to wake up and the rough greeting he got first thing probably put him in more of a funk than Jimin really wanted to deal with today but the situation had been urgent.

He washed his hands and began trying to rub the crick out of his neck as he re-entered the kitchen to find Tae halfway inside of one of their cabinets.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm looking for the extra boxes of cereal I bought when they went on sale." Taehyung was obsessed with sales and they had at least three of everything in their house thanks to the two plus one deals that seemed to crop up everywhere. Now wasn't the time to call him out on it though.

"We finished it the day before yesterday and my parent's aren't sending money again until next week."

"That's okay. I get paid tomorrow." Jimin felt a bit bad that Tae had to work so hard and it all fed into bills but they both wanted an upgrade after their last apartment and Jimin's parent's refused to send up more than what they had been. He picked up teaching classes at his studio and made a bit there but most of his money went into savings. He wasn't entirely sure what he was saving for but Taehyung insisted that was what responsible adults did and refused any extra payments towards their nicer apartment. It was probably twice as big as Yoongi's place and it was more open so you weren't screaming through walls to get someone's attention.

"Tae, I wanted to say I'm sorry for last night. I knew how bad you get with being held down and it just kind of slipped my mind. Not that it was okay to-" Taehyung cut him off by flying across the room and landing a punch that caught Jimin's right arm he had been using to massage his neck. "What was that for? I was apologizing!"

"Well don't. You know my policy." Taehyung had several policies and each one was stranger than the last so Jimin wasn't quite sure which he was referring to. "No saying sorry to each other. We don't need that negativity in our lives."

"An apology is a way to make the negativity go away."

"No, it makes the person apologizing feel like shit. They feel the need to apologize to relieve their own guilt but what is the person accepting the apology getting out of it? Some empty promises? I hit you so we're even. I don't want to talk about or remember my dad right now though so if you would kindly accompany me to the store I would like some cereal or at least a breakfast bar." Jimin just nodded and moved to go change his clothes before he was yanked from behind into a hug and then steered to their couch behind the bar.