Yoongi's POV//
I'd managed to pace around my room forty times this last minute, which is quite an achievement if I do say so myself, but I needed to pull myself together. I'd been preparing myself for the worst and playing out different scenarios in my head, but after a while, I realised that doing that wouldn't help... at all.
So, there I was, standing in front of my open window and looking out, more specifically looking at Jimin's window which had a blackout-curtain pulled down over it. I stopped thinking completely and crawled out of the window, it went way smoother than I'd thought, taking into consideration that I am no athlete. Then it was just a short stroll and a small jump, and before I knew it I was standing in front of Jimin's window.
I hadn't thought this far, so I stood there completely frozen for another two minutes before I actually man-ed up and knocked on the glass. At first, I couldn't hear or see anything inside his room, so I assumed he wasn't in, but I knocked again for good measure. And thank the heavens I did that, because shortly after I could hear a soft: "What?" Being mumbled from inside.
"I- uh, it's me, Yoongi. You probably don't want to-" I didn't get to finish my sentence as he opened the window and pulled up the blinds. He looked worn out. I'd never - within the short period of time that I'd known him - seen him this, grey. His eyes were all puffy and his hair was a greasy mess, his sweatpants hung low on his hips and his t-shirt fell oh so very flattering over his chest. Despite looking like he'd just binge-watched all seasons of F.R.I.E.N.D.S he still managed to look good.
"What do you want?" He crossed his arms over his chest and his tan skin looked even better as his muscles moved under it. I stood still for a moment, (not sure how I could've looked at Jimin before this and not cum on the spot) just looking at Jimin in pure awe.
"I came to say--I came to say I'm sorry." I tipped myself from toes to heals, back and forth, feeling incredibly watched as Jimin didn't say anything for a while.
"For?" Jimin seemed as stubborn as I remembered him, then I remembered that there wasn't much to remember in the first place. It had only been a couple of days for Christ's sake.
"For- for upsetting you?" I looked up, big and sad puppy eyes on full display.
"I'm not upset," Jimin leaned nonchalantly against the window and raised a brow at me. "Why would I be upset?"
"You- I made you cry." I didn't feel like playing games at the moment, and I think Jimin noticed that by the tone of my voice because he immediately straightened up his posture and his look changed completely. He nodded as he opened the window further to let me in. "Thanks," I mumbled after making my way through the small hole.
I looked around in his room, realising that I'd never been in it before and that I'd never really gotten a good look at it despite living literally window to window with him. He had a whole bookcase worth of cd's and LPs, some classics and some I'd never even heard off, mostly foreign music. He also had a desk - probably the same cheap-ass IKEA desk as mine if we're being honest - but his was decorated with a fancy drawing table and extra lamps. Pens were neatly arranged in different cups and such; everything looking so very, untouched.
"Wow." Was all I said as I looked around the room. I'd only ever seen the bed-area because it was the part you could see from my window, so seeing all of this made me feel a bit weird. "Your room's really pretty." I turned around to smile at him, but instead of just Jimin, I was met with a soft force being applied to my chest and my back hitting the wall that was previously a few meters behind me.
Suddenly, Jimin's lips were all over my face and my neck and my jaw and my everything. The one thing he avoided was my lips. When he finally stopped I'd already turned into a flushing red mess, he looked at me through his eyelashes and I gulped before he very, very softly pressed our lips together.
Fireworks.
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Window to Window [Rewriting 1/24]
FanfictionIn which Yoongi and Jimin have never met. Until they become neighbours in the first chapter.