Writing About Love

Jamsil

 Tae was going to kill him when he found out he had set up a meeting with Yoongi but he at least wanted to clear the air between them. He wanted to be able to finally move past all of this and when he finally went back into the living room and told that to Taehyung he was rewarded with a small smile instead of the books thrown that he was expecting.

"Tell him I'll cut his balls off if he plays with your heart anymore. He already knows how you feel so you need to make him squirm. Make him come to you." Jimin laughed as Taehyung's eyes took on a playfully evil glint that usually stood for a night of stupid pranks. He threw himself towards his platonic other half and they stayed in that position until Taehyung's legs felt like putty and he had to push Jimin off for his wellbeing. "You're so overbearing, mom." He looked at Jimin sprawled on the floor staring at the ceiling with a lopsided smile on his face, "You're an overbearing mom in love." He drew out the last syllable as long as he could hold his breath for and got a pillow to the face to shut up.

"Go somewhere else to fulfill your fantasies, Tae."

"Maybe I'll go poison that workaholic while you're gone. Tell him I'm the reason and and boy wonder are getting back together so he owes me a blowjob."

"Yeah, say it exactly like that," Jimin deadpanned, " He'll love it. He will for sure fall at your feet." They both broke out into another round of laughter before Jimin hopped up and propped a leg up on the back of the couch over Tae's head. At first Taehyung was worried when he'd come across Jimin stretching out on every surface at the sharehouse they first lived in but over the years he'd grown used to him looking as flexible as a cooked noodle and instead teased him for his need to constantly flaunt the fact he was a dancer.

"You know I could cripple you just by lifting my arm a certain way right now." He cocked an eyebrow at Jimin and wasn't surprised when he stayed parked where he was. Jimin was used to his idle threats by now and Taehyung may be a bit violent when he gets happy but he'd never endanger another man's bits. "You're no fun." He pouted and wiggled out from underneath Jimin's leg and skipped towards his room to get ready. He may not use the words he did with Jimin but he did want to go bother the busybody that was always working.

Jimin hoped Jin could handle himself well enough but he couldn't go chaperone Taehyung this time. Because Yoongi. It felt so nice to be able to think about him without cursing or trying to distract himself. Things were going to be better now. He wouldn't let Yoongi out of his sight until the other man was confessing his undying love. Or at least admitting that they should see each other again. Whichever one happened to come about. Jimin was ecstatic either way.

He rushed back into his room and grabbed a few articles of clothing to put on after his shower at the studio but he needed to go release all the built up tension or he was sure he'd snap before 5 o'clock rolled around and he didn't want to be jumping down Yoongi's throat as soon as the other man showed up. It didn't take long before he and Taehyung were headed out the door and then separating at the corner to go different ways.

"Go get 'em, Tiger." Tae grinned and Jimin clapped him on the shoulder.

"Good luck with that one. Just remember he's Yoongi's friend and you shouldn't scare him too much or I'll have to hear about it."

"I'll try to keep it in mind but no promises." He was gone in the next blink of an eye and Jimin took of in the other direction. There was no containing Taehyung but he liked it best that way. He had come to Seoul to get away from his overbearing parents and Jimin wasn't going to hold him back from being himself.

His time spent at the studio went by fairly quickly and he felt exhausted as he stood under the showerhead in the group bathroom that was reserved for their most dedicated dancers and teachers. He still hadn't planned what he was going to say when he finally sat down with Yoongi but he knew that he worked better when it just came off the top of his head so he hoped this would be the same. He spent enough time around Yoongi before that he was able to predict almost every move the other made before it happened and that's the way he hoped it still was. Yoongi was safe and inviting and the more he thought about him, the more he couldn't wait to head to the rendezvous point.