The boy next door(Jimin x Yoongi) {Compleated}

Is this it ?

(A/N ~× Sorry as this fanfic is unexpectedly longer than I expected but I couldn't stop writing when I started 😂but hope you have enjoyed it so far!!×~)
                 
                    ~~Jimins pov~~

Was this all a dream?

I opened my eyes to see him laying nexto me once again, I must have fallen back to sleep.

Yoongi looked so peaceful when he sleeps.
Even so, I had to get out of here as quick as possible but once as I tried to sit up his grip me tightened as Yoongi let out a small humm 'Jimin... stay.."

I looked up to see a few drops slide down his pale skin. What was I suppose to do, he looked like a child having a nightmare so I decided to pull him closer and whisper.

Yoongi took a deep breath, there was no point in me trying to escape. I had been laying for hours but I decided to close my eyes and go back to sleep, but as I did this from the corner of my ear I heard 'i love you park Jimin'. Was I dreaming?

                     ~~time skip~~

I opened my eyes and saw a small fluff ball curled around my body, I saw a pair of fluffy red eyes tucked into my chest.
Jimin was wearing an oversised shirt.
It was quite a view first thing in the morning but I had to get up.

I decided to make some breakfast, Jimin's favourite from when we were kids, but when I walked back into the room with a plate of food Jimin was still tucked in under the duvet.

I sighed and poked his cheeks which made him flinch and slowly pull himself up, he had bits of hair shooting in every direction and it was obvious he was drooling.

Jimin was still half asleep when he tumbled forward and into Yoongi whose plate came falling down.

'Im soo sorry, I'll help you clean it up' I tried putting on a fake smile but it just turned into a face of disappointment as the breakfast I had prepared was splattered all over me.

'Im so sorry' Jimin said as he grabbed a towel and started drying my shirt not realising the position we were in, Jimin was sitting on top of my lap but even so he was too innocent to realise.
'I can put on a different shirt so don't bother'

                   ~~3rd person~~

Jimin's face flushed as he realised the position he was sitting in, but suddenly his face turned the deepest shade of red as Yoongi took off his shirt and started to dry his pale skin with a towel.
Jimin started fangirling when suddenly Yoongi gave him a death stare and turned around.

'Was that dream real?'

'Could those have been my missing memories?'

He stopped thinking as he saw the other neck.

That wasn't only a dream.