grim ; yoonmin [original]

finale pt. 1

finale pt. 1

05: 27
DAYBREAK painted the sky in golden and deep blue.

as the sun's fire broke past the horizon, yoongi stood at his balcony feeling the gentle wind twist in dance through the strands of his hair.

he couldn't remember the last time he'd ever voluntarily woken up this early, but something about today made it alright. he hadn't felt the need to stay in bed, cuddled beside jimin.

and, yes, jimin was the one who spooned him rather than it being the other way around. the small boy felt this incessant need to make sure the reaper was okay. yoongi didn't mind. his heart got bigger at the fact that someone cared so much for him—he hadn't known that feeling in a while.

the street stories below were beginning to busy themselves with cars and the occasional person walking to work. today was usually the busiest day in the city, so it was expected for their to be people up early in the morning to avoid trafic.

arms snuck around his waist and something heavy—a head—laid on his back. "what are you doing out here? it's cold." jimin's soft voice added to the tranquility of the morning.

yoongi cupped his own hands over jimin's, which were firmly clasped on his stomach, and swayed the two side to side. "i just wanted some air." he answered back and turned to face his boyfriend.

in thin, gray shirt that stopped mid-thigh and nothing else on but a pair of hidden boxers, yoongi felt like he could wake up to this sight until the universe ceased to exist.

messy pink hair and eyes small with lingering sleep, jimin surely was an angel.

yoongi realized that his scythe was wrong. he surely did fall in love with another angel, but he knew this time around, the relationship wouldn't hurt so much.

"why are you staring at me?" jimin brought his sleeve-covered hands to cover the bottom half of his face in a self conscious manner. yoongi held back his adoring smile at the smaller male in front of him, and opted to lean in to kiss his forehead instead.

"let's get dressed and have breakfast with the others, okay?" he suggested, tugging at jimin's arm to head back into the master bedroom.

09:45
"today is a wonderful, glorious day." hoseok plopped himself down on the seat beside taehyung. "is it? i thought that was christmas." tae hummed as he scanned the menu.

"well, duh, but new year's eve is also a banger my mans." rather than using the menu placed in front of him, hoseok looked through taehyung's with him.

the group of seven were at yet another diner. jimin insisted that they actually pay this time, being that one of the supernaturals would either hypnotize the wait staff into thinking they paid, or they'd sweet talk their way out of the bill.

jimin was a good little boy who saw paying for their meal as a way to aid in the lives of the employees of the restaurant. he hadn't done a bad thing in his life. even as a kid, he'd do stuff like pet the cats of old ladies and return random change to police stations.

"what're you getting, baby?" jimin turned to yoongi. they were holding hands under the table, occasionally running their thumbs over the other's knuckles sweetly. "i don't know," he distractedly licked his lips, which, in turn, distracted jimin. "nothing seems appetizing. nothing but that lady's soul over there." yoongi's eyes flicked up to the table across from them.

jimin saw a group of girls chatting with each other in a friendly manner. every so often a giggle would slip out and someone would look over their shoulder to get a glimpse at jimin's table.