βallerino ✧ Yoonmin

THE END IS NOT THE END

April 10, 2021
Seoul, South Korea
8:30 AM

When Min Yoongi wakes up the following morning, he's welcomed by the sweet scent of maple syrup and butter, somewhere within the mix, the delicious smell of bacon enters his nostrils, the cheery sound of far away giggles spike up his curiosity, making him gather himself up from the comfortable spot in his king bed, and groggily makes his way in the direction of the sound.

A smile creeps up on his sleepy face, leaning his body on the door frame and watches in awe. Jimin is obviously awake, Hye Jin is sitting on the edge of counter where she's spreading butter on a pancake, and messily squirting syrup on top of it. Jimin is busy singing a song that is playing on his cellphone, and flipping the pancakes at the same time. On a separate pan lay several strips of bacon, eggs laid out ready to be scrambled and devoured.

He likes the domestic feel of it.

He clears his throat rather loudly, hoping to make his presence known. Jimin  doesn't notice, but the young lady does and gives him a blinding smile as a form of greeting, "Good morning!" she shouts, her small hand signaling him to come closer. When he begins nearing the island in the kitchen, finally, Jimin acknowledges him and smiles, soft shades of pink brush his cheeks, "Oh, I'm sorry, I hope you don't mind..." he says with a small tinge of embarrassment in his tone.

"Good morning to you too," Yoongi says with a teasing smile, then starts making his way towards his sister and gives her a messy peck on her forehead, which she whines about it being gross—Yoongi swears she's only saying that because Jimin is there— he gives her a lazy good morning and then goes to the stove to inspect what Jimin was making.

"I made breakfast, I hope you like it."

"Thank you, you didn't have to," Yoongi says, "What time is it? Don't you have to go to the academy?"

"I- yeah, but I wanted to. Plus, Hye Jin said she was very hungry and that you wouldn't wake up until later," Jimin shrugs, "It'll be okay... I also get to spend more time with her and hopefully we can become friends," he smiles and ruffles the little girls' hair.

"Oppa, did you know Jiminie since a long time ago? He said you went to school together.." her face sparkles with curiosity. Yoongi can't help but chuckle at her.

"Yeah, we went to college together," he smiles, then starts by grabbing three plates for the food, he hands Jimin one and then begins by filling it with the eggs and bacon, then heads back to the island and picks up the child, carefully placing her on the ground and telling her to sit on the table.

When the child takes a seat, Yoongi glances over his shoulder to look at Jimin , "You sure you don't have to be at school?" he whispers.

"One day won't hurt, I don't know about you though," Yoongi grins and tells him that he literally works on his own and that he won't be fired for missing one day. Jimin responds with an airy giggle, then grabs his food to the a seat next to Hye Jin, "Do you go to school?" He tries making conversation with the small girl, Yoongi's heart swells with adoration, watching them interact with one another makes him think that maybe everything will be alright.

He takes a seat next to his sister, opposite of Jimin and just listens to them talk with a fond smile on his face.

How have you been?

She replies with a so-so and a small giggle.

Do you have a lot of friends?

She says she has a ton, but she misses them a lot.

How is your sister?

She says she loves her lots even though she never plays with her.

Do you want to learn how to dance?

Her eyes sparkle at that, and eagerly nods her small head.

Does your brother still play the piano?

She says that only around Christmas.

Do you like the United States?

She nods with her mouth full of pancakes.

Do you speak English?

She replies with a "Yes I do" in perfect English.

Can you teach me?

She giggles at that, but nods nonetheless.

Do you want to be friends with me?

She gasps, and says she thought they already were, which makes Jimin and Yoongi both laugh with their mouths full.

Their morning goes on like that, and suddenly its almost eleven in the morning.

Yoongi argues that he should be the one to do the dishes since they cooked, and that it was only fair that way. Jimin pouts but obliges at the end, then heads to the living room while Yoongi washes the dirty plates.

Yoongi can see that Jimin is typing something on his phone, but all of a sudden the phone starts ringing. He picks it up immediately, standing on his feet and heading to the bathroom, locking the door once inside.

Yoongi can hear him talking, but cant make out the words. The door flies open rather quickly, Jimin heaving a sigh with his cellphone to his chest. He storms towards the kitchen where Yoongi is staring at him, "Everything okay?"

"Um, yeah... Actually, I gotta go." he says with his head hanging low.

"Oh, do you need me to drive you?"

"No, it's okay." Jimin smiles sadly, "Um... can i have your number?"

Yoongi  stays stills for a minute, "Oh, yes.. Sorry," he laughs awkwardly, then he gives Jimin his number. The pink haired dancer thanks him, then heads towards the door to put on his shoes, he waves good bye to the little girl who constantly keeps asking why he's leaving so soon, but he promises to come back soon. With that, he disappears behind the door leaving a slightly confused Yoongi behind.

April 10, 2021
Seoul, South Korea
11:45 AM

When Jimin pushes the door to his apartment open, he's greeted by an unhappy Hoseok sitting quietly on the edge of the couch. He slowly looks up, eyes peeking through his messy wavy bangs, his eyes red and glassy.

"It's funny isn't it?" he says bitterly.

"Why are you even here?"

Jimin makes his way towards him carefully, his eyes threatened to spill some tears.

"Seokie," he cries, "We talked about this—"

"Yes, yes we talked about this Jimin! I know what we talked about, Fuck!" he spits, tears rolling down his beautiful high defined cheeks, "but I never thought about the possibly of actually happening... Jimin, you know I love you right?"

Jimin doesn't know how to respond because he knows that it's not true, "No, you don't. You love the idea of being in love, you and I both know it. You don't love me Hobi, maybe as a friend you do, maybe it's because we grew used to each other, but it's not love... You know this." Jimin says with tears, he kneels down next to Hoseok and holds him in his arms.

"I know," he says softly, "But I never thought it could happen.." Jimin doesn't hold his tears anymore.

"T-this is it, isn't it?" Hoseok sniffs, his tears wetting Jimin's shirt.

"It is," he answers quietly.

Hoseok breaks down yet again, his grip tight around Jimin's body.

This is it.