divine ; yoonmin

act 5, scene 1

act 5, scene 1
what them bubbles do?

YOONGI squealed once finally making it inside jimin's warm apartment. he tugged the sweatshirt further down, even though it was covering him perfectly fine. the goosebumps that had pricked his exposed legs were now fading and he sighed in content.

jimin shut the door and watched as yoongi wrapped his arms around himself and breathed in deeply.

"what are you doing?" he asked, always finding yoongi to be increasingly odd. granted, he knew the boy would never stop being such, but it always took him by surprise.

"it's so warm in here. much nicer than my pond." muffled, yoongi answered with his face still tucked in the large arm sleeves. jimin's mango orange apartment walls with the golden beams of sunlight streaming into the room looked magical and complimented the picturesque being that was min yoongi.

"anyway," jimin turned away from the scene and sat down on one of his couches, propping his foot up on the dark wood coffee table. "you said you were going to show me what you were." he reminded the older who seemed to have temporarily forgotten.

"sure," yoongi's arms fell to his side. "i'm just going to steal a pair of your underwear and then i can reveal my identity."

jimin tilted his head to the side, the thought of yoongi's strangeness still ever present.

the older bounded off into jimin's bedroom and came out only moments later. he stood in the hallway, catching jimin's eye and gave a thumbs up.

however, to jimin's complete surprise as well as embarrassment, yoongi pulled up the sweatshirt to his stomach. his legs were on full display as he showed jimin that he, indeed, was now wearing a pair of underwear. the black fabric clung to his thighs and the white band hung his waist in a way jimin knew he definitely should not have found arousing.

he looked away quickly, his flaming ears hot to the touch. his heart picked up speed to the point of him having to place his hand on his chest to will the erratic beating to slow down.

"jimin! your assistance is needed." yoongi called from the bathroom. the sound of the tub being filled with water caught his attention, and he really hoped yoongi wasn't planning on taking a bath in clothes.

"yes?" jimin stood at the foot of the tub, where yoongi was half bent over, swishing his hands about the rising water.

jimin looked about the room, trying to figure out if anything's changed, but the place seemed normal. "i looked through your things a while ago—" yoongi started, instantly grabbing jimin's attention.

"what the fuck?"

"—and i saw that you have a butterfly knife. can you please you get it?"

"why?"

"i need it."

"you're going to kill me in my own bathroom, aren't you."

"i could do that with my own claws, you speck. bring forth the damn knife."

jimin huffed and hesitantly asked, "can you at least tell me what you need my baby for?"

"so i can make sure it's you who doesn't try to kill me." the tub was full now, so yoongi stopped running the water. he looked to jimin expectantly, but there was a dark edge to his gaze that pushed the younger to hand over his gold finish knife.

"but then again," yoongi mused inspecting the object that glinted under the lights, "if you try anything i can't just bite straight into your jugular." his sharp, vulpine eyes moved to jimin, sending a chilling shiver down his spine. "and that doesn't sound to fun, now does it min jiminie?"

the younger shook his head rapidly and took several steps back. yoongi instructed for him to sit in the toilet seat for what he called 'precautionary measures and the sorts'. jimin was skeptical about everything going on at the moment, and he also was half expecting for his death to entail by the end of this ordeal.

"henceforth the lights are to be off," yoongi explained as he switched the only thing allowing them to see off and plunging them into complete darkness.

an eerie feeling settled in the room as jimin didn't know what to anticipate. already, sitting in a dark bathroom was scary. if you add an equally questioning creature to that occasion, the scariness increased tenfold.

the sound of water being disturbed caused jimin to jump; he wasn't expecting it. the sound wasn't loud or obnoxious, rather it was calming like the trickling of a fountain or the splashing of a small bird in a bath.

with one of his senses deprived, the younger relied completely on what he could hear and touch. he had a secure grip on the countertop beside him and his ears were trained to the sound a little across from where he sat.

yoongi made no other noise since after the lights went out. jimin wanted to call out for him for some type of reassurance, but he didn't know what to expect, so he kept quiet.

suddenly, faint lights came from the tub. jimin's eyes that had adjusted to the seemingly depthless darkness took a few seconds to focus on what the cause of the light was.

there were different sized bubbles beginning to float upwards from the half-full tub yoongi prepared. inside those bubbles were sizzling jumbles of electricity. an exhale of wonder came from jimin's mouth as he leaned forward on the toilet lid to get a closer look.

the harder he looked, the more he saw that the objects weren't just bubbles. they were literal blobs of suspended water, moving occasionally after being guided to a position in the air by yoongi's lovely hands.

"how are you doing that?" jimin asked, his voice was soft and barely there. he didn't want to startle yoongi with his sudden talking after having sat in silence for so long.

"i'm water."

the older turned to look at him, the side of his face highlighted and shadowed by the light casted from the water blobs. he smiled faintly before gently pushing a medium bubble of electrically charged water in jimin's direction.

the water sloshed and moved in a way jimin could only describe as surreal. his eyes widened in curiosity and fascination as he saw the inside of it resembled that of an incandescent light bulb.

not being able to restrain himself as well as partially hypnotized, jimin reached out to touch it; the bubble popped, and with it, all the others did as well.

the lights had abruptly come on afterwards, too, and yoongi gave jimin an accusing look. not knowing what he did, the younger cutely coward in on himself. his shoulder moved upwards to his ears as his hands kept clasped between his knees. he leant forward with an embarrassed laugh, closing his eyes from the way yoongi was glaring at him.

"sorry, yoongs," jimin smiled, "can't keep my hands to myself."

"are you ready for round two?" yoongi asked instead of indulging in jimin's weird state.

jimin looked up at the boy in confusion before understanding what he meant. round two was the reason behind the scaled wings and tail. round two was what yoongi truly was.

jimin gave a silent nod of affirmation.

yoongi pulled jimin up to his feet. "then we shall commence onwards to the second one, follow me."

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this is 1,230 words so you better be happy. i think the may by the longest chapter or at least a close second.