Sex with me? - yoonmin ✔

just... one hug

Jimin huff angrily upon the wall that's about his hip's height, using both his arms to climb the thick concrete. His little legs hanging off from the ground eith his eyes closing slowly as he breathe in the night smells.

Yoongi had asked him to wait at the campus' garden and it make Jimin thinks to himself, the older really love abandoned places like this. Although it's kind of scary here but alas, Jimin love horror. Might seduce the demon if Yoongi didn't come in any second.

Campus' garden is infamous for its variation of flowers growing freely in somehow, perfect circle. Like a place where fairy was born. But too bad, students aren't allowed to get inside to touch the sacred flowers. They are allowed to watch from the fence or over the low wall that Jimin just stubbornly climbed on.

"This place is so nice," Jimin whispers to himself, swinging his feet as he watch the leaves dancing along with the wind. Currently giggling because his hair are also caught in the rhythm of the breeze, covering his eyes.

"Why didn't you wear your jacket? It's so cold."

Jimin isn't surprise with the rough voice that's coming from behind him, instead, his smile grew big at the pressure and the warmness of Yoongi's arms being wrapped around his torso.

"It's okay, now you're here you can warm me," Jimin answers softly, his voice almost inaudible, for him too focused with the atmosphere around him. The moon shines bright in the night sky as it's accompanied with thousands of little stars, it's so quite and Jimin's ears twitching at the faint sounds of crickets singing.

'This doesn't feel real' is what Jimin has been thinking ever since he let himself being involved more around the older lately. Little lunch date, late night texting asking about assignment question that Jimin doesn't understand, Yoongi kissing his eyebrows every now and then.

It feels odd, but Jimin love how it also feels like– like he has been at home for some time awhile.

Warmth.

Innocent touches on his cheeks, wondering gaze, hands brushes with shyness, purposely bumping their shoulders together–

"Quit dreaming, I'm right beside you right now."

The older has already sitting closely next to him, Jimin's eyes wonder to the paws that's peeking through the older's sleeve.

"You're wearing my sweater," Jimin pointed out after taking a quick glance toward Yoongi's outfit.

"itscold."

"Oh my God, there we go again with your pouty language. Hyung!" Jimin's little giggled reached the older's hearing and faint red quickly spreading on Yoongi's cheeks. Not wanting to be too obvious, Yoongi turn his face to the other side with a small stretch at the corner of his lips.

"I'm cold," Yoongi repeats himself. His leg now bumping with the younger's and he couldn't fight off his smile any longer the second Jimin start laughing.

"What are we doing here hyung?" Jimin asked after they've done playing kicking with their feet.

"Nothing."

Jimin furrowed his brows at the blunt answer, turning his head to look at the older's profile.

"Just wanted some fresh air..."
"-with you."

Yoongi trace his fingers onto the soft skin of Jimin's hand, his thumb rubbing gently the palm before pulling it to his face.

"Night date," Yoongi whispered, pressing his lips firmly on the back of Jimin's hand and he smile over the skin seeing how flushed red the blond right now.

The moon is so bright, Yoongi is grateful for that because he can clearly see the way Jimin's cheeks puffed and the tip of his nose red. Yoongi is grateful for the wind that's blowing away the hair from Jimin's eyes and he's grateful for life when Jimin smiles at him.

"What do you like doing in your free time?" Yoongi asked, his voice is hushed as if afraid to wake up any pixies that might be sleeping on the flower petals.

Their eyes met and Yoongi hold tighter Jimin's hands.

"I love to, um sleep?" Jimin mumbles, tilting his head trying to think more of acceptable answer. His cheeks hurt from hiding the smiles that keep on trying to break off his face but he won't complain. He wants Yoongi to see his smile, wants the older to smile back at him.

"It's your turn to ask me now," Yoongi said, his eyes still glimmering in something Jimin couldn't exactly interpret.

"When was your last relationship?"

Jimin chews his bottom lip when the softness on Yoongi's face slowly fading into a confused one. Afraid he must've said something wrong, he tightened the older's firm grip on his hand and lean a little more closer.

"It was almost," the older paused in hesitation, "–a year ago."

Jimin nods as he watch their feets now tangling together, his body are reacting in odd way. Perhaps, an explosion of endorphins? Jimin scoots closer, impossible for there to be any space in between them now.

"Hyung."

"Hmm." 

"Do you mind if we just... one hug?"

Jimin squeeze his eyes hard when their body pressed together, with Yoongi's head resting on his shoulders and he can feel the older's breath on his neck. Jimin hopes his heartbeat aren't that loud or his shaky breath isn't so suspicious.

"I'm so comfortable with you," the older murmured into his ear and Jimin almost jump but a strong arms is holding him firm on his back.

"You give me happiness."

Alright, maybe this game isn't so bad, right?

Jimin doesn't want to understand anything that's filling his mind right now. Doesn't want to remember what is it that's happening between them. What's connecting them? A lie Jimin had made and a game with a bad ending.

Is it okay for Jimin to wish for a night where they just truly love each other presence and not because one's intention is to trick the other into giving up?

"I really wish you never ask me the stupid question, Jimin."

Jimin lift his head and turn to see the older clenching his jaw, Jimin's eyes wide and curious as Yoongi trace his thumb over his lips.

"I really don't like losing, I'm going to win this game. So if I hurt your feeling, I'm sorry beforehand."

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*breathe in* WHAT IN THE EVER LOVING FUCK IS YOONGI DOING????????