scenario: bts is tired after a concert
ship: yoonmin
yoongi couldn't believe that such a masterpiece existed. who created jimin? who allowed him to be so sexy and yet so cute, all at the same time?
top ten questions science still can't answer, he thought.
wriggling around on his bed, he squealed softly. his fanboying session was soon over when he heard a stiffled giggle from the bathroom. "hyung, what are you doing?"
yoongi looked up, his eyes meeting jimin's smiling ones. it took him about four seconds of admiring jimin's abs to realize that the boy was laughing at him. blushing, he backed up against the headboard and hid himself underneath the blankets.
"nothing, jiminie." surprised at his own weak voice, yoongi attempted to snuggle even deeper into the blankets covering him. after the room had been silent for a couple minutes, he peeked out of the covers. his eyes met jimin's, who was silently giggling above him.
not expecting the boy to be this close, yoongi jumped back, his head hitting the headboard. he whimpered softly at the pain, watching jimin's eyes soften. as the younger approached, yoongi disregarded his under-clothed body and damp hair and instead focused on the hand reaching out to pet his hair.
"are you okay, hyung?" nodding furiously, the elder scooted to the other side of the bed and curled up into a tiny ball, his heart beating furiously in his chest.
his hands are so soft and cute.
using all his willpower to prevent himself from squealing, yoongi shook his head to rid himself of the thoughts running through his head. the bed beside him dipped, leaving him with no time to compose himself. not that it mattered much, as the hand that was now running through his hair left no room for thoughts about anything that was not jimin.
unconsciously leaning into the boy's touch, yoongi sighed deeply. he missed the times when jimin used to sleep in his bed, cuddling into his hyung's side and falling asleep as yoongi hummed. turning around, he faced jimin. he reached out a hand of his own to pet the other boy's hair, meeting the younger's eyes. "yoongi hyung..."
yoongi shushed him, pulling jimin's body closer to his own. snuggling into jimin, he nuzzled his nose against the boy's neck. "let's stay like this a little longer."
jimin froze before relaxing into his hyung's embrace, his own arms reaching around the other boy's body and pulling him as close as physically possible. he breathed in the familiar scent, his mouth forming a soft smile as he leaned into yoongi's neck. "i missed you, hyung."
yoongi let out a little snort, trying to act indifferent. "i missed you too, jimin."
letting his lips ghost over the side of yoongi's neck, jimin closed his eyes as the older began to hum. soon enough, he found himself falling asleep to the familiar scent of his hyung and his calming voice. yoongi leaned back to kiss the top of the sleeping boy's head, a smile flashing on his lips as he continued to run his hands through jimin's hair.
just like the old times.
