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     "what time is it now?" his voice cracks, quivers and the only support for him is the pair of hands caressing his sides.

     "two minutes to go," jimin smiles, it's soft and not the one where his eyes disappears. it's more of a assuring, a supportive smile.

     "fuck, i'll die like this." he groans, holds onto the smaller as tight and closer as possible. he has his head pressed against jimin's hair as they tickle him if he anyone of them move. he can smell him and it's soothing. the musk odour that his hair give off is something jungkook is addicted to.

     "you'll be fine. the video will be fine," jimin mumbles, slow and assuring. "you're going to be a star, jeon Jungkook." jimin smiles, kisses the boy's knuckles. "and girls are going to drool over you and i'm going to be so jealous."

     jungkook smiles slightly, shakes his head and backs to look at jimin who is already looking at him so lovingly. this look makes him fall, this is the look that has made jungkook soft, the look which describes care, shows love and concern, something jungkook has fallen for. eyebrows turned inside in a soft curve, bottom lip between his teeth while the corners of it turned slightly up. "god," jungkook breathes heavy. "what would i do without you?"

      jimin laughs, pokes jungkook's chest for being cheesy. "i'm here, you don't have to worry."

     jungkook nods, smiles until it slightly falls. "but will you always be here?"

     jimin frowns at how younger's voice changes. "why are you talking like that?"

     jungkook sighs, shakes his head. "i'm sorry, i'm just really scared right now."

     jimin nods a little and hugs him, doesn't say anything because that's the best thing to do. he looks at the laptop screen which they have opened since the last half an hour, waiting of the clock to hit twelve. and when it does, jimin refreshes his youtube and leans a little forward, keeping jungkook under his embrace and goes to his company's channel to see jungkook's video. his eyes land on the thumbnail and he can't look away.

     jungkook has his hands placed on the girl's cheeks whose only back is visible. jimin's stomach churns and he looks at jungkook's hands around his own waist. those hands are only made for him. he knows, believes.

     jungkook still hasn't looked up, he knows jimin had opened the channel but he refuses to look up.

     "babe, we decided to see it together," jimin says, because he can't look at it without the other. he needs jungkook's hands around his and his head on his own. he needs his attention, they both do. and once the video starts, they have each other. one for his worry, other for his insecurities.

❝each has a role to play, two equally important roles for the relationship to work❞