Locked Out of Heaven【박지민 & 민윤기】

Moonlight

It was about 4 a.m

Jimin was watching his human closely as he tossed and turned in his sleep,a few groans escaping him. 'Another nightmare?' The angel thought to himself as he made his way to the suffering boy.

Jimin carefully shook him awake, moving the blankets off of him. "Yoongi? Hey, are you okay?" the angel spoke carefully to not scare him further. His hand holding Yoongi's cheek with delicacy

Yoongi woke up in horror striking his face, he had been sweating and his shirt felt suffocating. "What hour is it?" his chest was pounding from adrenaline. "It's about 4:30am, why?" Jimin looks at him in confusion.

"It's the same nightmare i always have, the one about the stupid darkness thing" Yoongi moves to sit on his bed, removing his shirt in the process. Jimin looks away to the window. He sits next to Yoongi merely handing him a tissue quietly.

The topic is completely ignored as the energy of the room changes. First drops of rain that start hitting the glass pane of the window are quiet and gentle, almost like a warning from what's about to come.

It always rains when Jimin's upset.

Yoongi spares a look at Jimin. His usual clothes were missing and his hair appeared to be tussled. "Are you wearing my clothes again? I thought you weren't allowed" a grin grew on Yoongi. He reaches his hand out to Jimin's thigh in attempt to lighten up his mood.

"I like how warm your sweaters are.", Jimin muttered, "It's better than whatever im given".

Yoongi gets a hold of Jimin's hand, pulling him onto the bed. "I'm not mad, it looks good on you. Although i wish you would ask me for permission before stealing my things"

Jimin's hand snakes up his shoulder and pushes him back onto the mattress. "You have work in the morning you need to rest". Jimin smiles, leaving a kiss on Yoongi's forehead in the process.

Words threaten to spill from Yoongi but the look of tiredness in Jimin's eyes was enough to make him fall silent. He stares at his features while he's being tucked into bed. Jimin's lips stuck in a pout while he concentrates, his eyes avoiding Yoongi's, the way his hands keep traveling across his torso. "Jimin-ah, why are you doing this so suddenly?"

"Because you're stressed and I want to help." Jimin tenderly answers, running his fingers through Yoongi's hair knowing that's his weakness.  "Can we at least cuddle? I know I'm sweaty but-" "Of course we can"

The night is silent outside and inside. The moonlight shining on Jimin's skin only highlights his ethereal beauty amongst Yoongi's mind. The reoccurrence of a car passing by ever so often is the only thing that could distract him from the art besides him. He's unknowingly fallen for him but only God knows what this boy thought of. Only God knows, he knows this relationship of theirs is forbidden. Only Jimin knows how he's making an uncontrollable mistake.

The rules say Angels can't possibly fall for humans, but Jimin has always been known for breaking the rules.