Sassy ☼ Yoonmin

HONESTY

The moment was enchanting, that is until someone decided to interrupt.

"Are you just gonna stand there and eat each other's faces or you going in?" Jin smirked, he was standing behind Yoongi, hand in hand with Namjoon. Because Jimin and Yoongi were in a trance, neither one was able to tell when they arrived.

"Cockblock." Jimin sighed, pushing the door open for Jin to walk in.

"Wanna come in?" He asked, hoping Yoongi would say yes. He didn't want to third wheel even though it was his own dorm. Luckily, Yoongi agreed.

Jimin holds the door open for the mint haired boy to walk in, then literally drags his feet inside and locks the door after.

"Follow me," Jimin whispers in Yoongi's ear, gently tugging on his arm so that he can follow him without Jin and Namjoon noticing.

"Thank you for staying," Jimin says as he locks the door to his bedroom, checking twice to make sure Jin can't walk in, "We don't usually bring people here because we don't like our dorm getting messy, so him bringing Namjoon must be very important to him, or -- Ah nevermind, but thanks."

"It's okay, we get more time to ourselves." Yoongi smiles softly as he takes a look around Jimin's bedroom. It's very... Chic. The walls are painted plain white, his curtains are gray with silver. He has a gray upholstered bed, and about 10 pillows cover the entirety of the bed. His sheets, white of course, some of the pillows are silver and others are fuzzy. A chunky knitted blanket hangs messily at the end of the bed, and on the white nightstands lays a laptop, a blue tooth speaker, and a nice lamp.

On his dresser stands a nice clear base with red tulips, and about any kind of cologne and body mists you could think of are laying nicely on top of the dresser. In the corner there's a nice standing mirror, and to make everything nicer, he has a white fuzzy area rug in the middle of the room. His room is pretty much like those types of aesthetically, cozy rooms from tumblr.

"You're room is gorgeous." Yoongi compliments, "Is it more gorgeous than me though?" Jimin retorts, catching Yoongi off guard causing him to keep quiet for a bit.

"N-no. Oh my god, stop" Yoongi's face flushes, putting his hands up to his face to cover himself so that Jimin won't be able to see him.

"I'm just joking," Jimin chuckles, his eyes turning into little crescents as he smiles widely.

"Come sit," Jimin pats the spot on the bed where he is sitting on. Yoongi does as told, sitting down next to Jimin.

"Tell me more about you," Jimin says, laying down on the bed attempting to get more comfortable. Yoongi sighs, doing the same. They lay next to one another, looking up to the ceiling in silence.

"I don't know what else to tell you," Yoongi says.

"Just anything, I just want to hear you talk." Jimin says almost in a whisper, closing his eyes once the words leave his mouth.

"You avoided me a lot before... Why not now?" Yoongi asks, "You grabbed my ass at a party hyung, and then all I heard around the school were bad things about you."

"Okay, makes sense." Yoongi says.

"Plus, you almost pretty much begged me to talk to you." Jimin deadpans, making Yoongi pout.

"But it worked." He says shyly, "but what if all those rumors you heard were actually true? Would you still be here? With me?"

"You told me that not everything people said was true, even Jin told me that. So why now are you telling me that some might be true?" Jimin asks.

"I'm not saying that. I'm just asking, 'what if'."

"Well it defends how bad it is. Yet again, I won't know unless you tell me with your own mouth." Jimin answers.

Suddenly, Yoongi sits up and looks straight into Jimin's eyes.

"I- I really like you. And I'm so fucking tired of everyone telling me to give up. That I'm no good for you, and that good kids like you don't like people like me. I really do like you, shit! Ever since I saw you at that party, it was like love at first sight but I thought I could just put my feelings away, you know?..." Yoongi pauses, taking a deep breath in before continuing, "And , and I don't know what to do Jimin. Tell me what should I do? I like you so fucking much but I'm afraid, I'm afraid of not meeting your expectations. I'm afraid of disappointing you, and I'm afraid that if I open up to you completely, you will go away and I will be left alone. So please Jimin, tell me . What should I do?"

Jimin is speechless. Is Yoongi confessing to him? How does he answer that? Does he like Yoongi enough to be in a relationship? What is Yoongi even talking about? Opening up? Going away?

"I-I'm- What do you mean?" Jimin stutters as he tries to respond, "I think I like you too Yoongi. And I don't care about your past or anything else, if you promise to love me and just me, then that's all that matters. Right?"

"W-what?" Yoongi looks confused.

"Will you listen to my side of the story?" Yoongi asks, watching as Jimin nods his head a bit uncertain if he's ready to hear him.

"The reason why I got expelled," Yoongi begins, "My dad was abusive towards my mom, like a lot. He caused so much damage to her, and I was too young to never do anything until last year. I figured if I didn't do anything he might end up killing her, so I- I stood up to him, and beat him up with a bat. I called the police, and they took him. I went to counseling and shit, but yeah. That's not why... After he got sentenced, my family was struggling. I was too young to support them, I mean I was just a college kid with a lot of loans to pay off so I took the easy way out and joined a gang. I sold drugs for them, and made enough money to support my family. My mom didn't know how I was getting the money, but she took it anyways. One day, some kid in class decided to fuck with me and stole some of the money, I knew I was done for if I didn't turn in the full amount to our leader so I looked and looked until I found him and the dumbass lied to my face." Yoongi's expression turned dark, "I was so enraged, and beat the shit out of him. A lot of people saw, and judged without knowing anything. I'm just a drug dealer in their eyes," Jimin's face was blank, "I got expelled, mom found out and she had a major stroke. Now she's bed-written, because of me. Luckily, the people I hung out with weren't so bad and didn't make it into a big deal when I told them I wanted to straighten up, so now here I am. Trying to finally finish school, and support my mom the right way." Yoongi let out a breath he didn't know he was holding. He slid his hand across the bed to grab Jimin's, once he found the boy's small hand, he gave it a tight squeeze and waited for Jimin to say something...

Anything.

"I thought you were a good person," Jimin said, Yoongi felt a pang in his heart. He started feeling the familiar pain of rejection.

It hurt.

"But now, I think you're an amazing person." Jimin smiles, sitting up to meet Yoongi's eyes.

"I'd be the luckiest man in the world to have you in my life Yoongi," Jimin says, suddenly, all of Yoongi's fears were replaced with joy, hope, and an unexplainable warmth in his chest.

"So, you're okay with that?" Yoongi asks, still a bit worried. Jimin nods, "Does that mean I can call you my boyfriend now?" Jimin's eyes turn into gorgeous little crescent moons when he sees Yoongi nod vigorously.

~ an; yoonmin is official. Finally! 😍