~first love~ |yoonmin|

07.

Jimin's POV

"Hyung, come have lunch with-" Jimin started only to realise that he was talking to the retreating back of the elder. 

Again he heard a noise, the same one that caused the elders sudden reaction. He looked in the direction of the distraction and he saw his best friend and roommate, Tae motioning towards the table he was seated at, calling Jimin to join him. Realising that to was futile to call after Yoongi anymore, as the striking elder had already sped away, he started (a little begrudgingly) towards the call. As soon as he took a step, he felt something come under his feet, a small box. He picked up the square, purple box and on it he saw the initials, M.Y, lettered in gold. His mind immediately went to the individual he was just speaking to, Min Yoongi. He contemplated, in place, for a few minutes, whether he should open it or not. He decided against it, his conscience winning against the small part of him that wanted to know more about the person that was overriding his very being since their first encounter. 

He put the box into his bag and walked towards Tae and an uneventful lunch.

The rest of the day, for Jimin was the same as it always was. Subjects that he was good at and conversations he was bored of. It was during the last hour of his day, in his maths class that he dozed off in between the most boring lecture about calculus.

he stood directly in front of yoongi, the scene feeling incredibly familiar in jimin's experience, the inviting smell of hibiscus and honey taking over his senses and at this, jimin once again felt himself embracing the elder. something in him told him that he needs to protect him, that he was fragile and needed him. he felt as if he would be happy only if he could see yoongi happy. he held him strongly but gently. after a few seconds of staying in his loving embrace, yoongi pulled away and started to lean into jimin, he wanted to feel his lips against his own. jimin noticed his advances and leaned in to meet him halfway. slowly and steadily, both males worked to reduce the distance between their faces, each with small smiles on their faces. after what felt like an eternity of  being lost in the others eyes, their lips touc-

"Park Jimin you better be dreaming about integration." the maths teacher jokes as he lightly threw a pen cap that landed perfectly on his face. He knew that Jimin knew everything that he was talking about, but to keep up his image amongst his other students, he had to. 

"Im sorry sir, it won't happen again" Jimin said (almost irritated at the rude interruption), also knowing that his teacher was not at all serious. 

Finally the time of day that Jimin really looked forward to came, dance practice. He formed some sort of crew of people that were in his school. They got together almost everyday and worked on routines. Jimin mostly choreographed all of them with his friend and co-creator of the group, Hoseok. This was the only thing that made Jimin excited, this, and the classes that he takes as part of his dance major. Today, there were about 15 of them all working on their newest piece, a more sexy one to 'Havana' by Camila Cabello.

After a long and tiring dance practice, Jimin bid all his fellow dancers goodbye and headed back home, to his Tae. The dream that he had had during math class had been on his mind since it had happened. He remembered having the similar dream of himself and Yoongi when he first met the stranger.

Jimin didn't know whether it was normal to have dreams, that were quite intimate to be honest, with someone he barely knew. And on top of that, the same dream twice. He didn't want to admit it to anyone but himself, but he didn't mind as much, he loved the sense of familiarity that came with the dreams, he loved the warmth that Yoongi gave out in his dream, and he would have loved to hug the older in real life. But the thing he loved the most, was the faint but present fragrance of hibiscus and honey. He honestly didn't know what was happening to him though, he didn't know if he was catching feelings for the stranger, or if he was simply bored with his pre-existing set of friends  or whether it was that he had found something new in his life that demanded his undivided attention and he never knew the need to be around another human being like this. 

He sunk down on the sofa next to his best friend and let out a sigh, hoping that Tae would notice and ask him what was wrong (not that he was very gifted in the romance department), but he figured another opinion wouldn't hurt.

To his disappointment, Tae was too engrossed in the video game he was playing to pay any attention to his roommate. So Jimin sighed again, not so subtly this time.

"I heard you the first time, you attention seeker. I was just trying to win this level" Tae said, after pausing his game. 

"Tae what do I do? He's been on my mind since I've seen his face and I can't get him out of mind and I don't know if I want to and that scares me and I didn't want to have said this to anyone but you're you and its fine but I dream about kissing him and I don't know the first thing about him and am I going crazy?" Jimin gushed in one single breath.

"Wait calm down chim, whats happening, who are you talking about?"

"YOONGI TAE!"

"Oh, Yoongi, I understand, he is in my economics lecture and I tried to make conversation with him but he just plugged his earphones in and paid no attention to me. Maybe he's just cold, but maybe he's just insecure, I don't know?"

"That doesn't answer my question Tae"

"I just mean that you should talk to him and get to know him a little better before you go on jumping to your conclusions. Is there any way you can talk to him again?"

"yES! I have a box that he dropped at lunch today" the realisation hitting him like a tonne of bricks, he found his second in with Yoongi. "Im going to text him right now."

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