FATE // vminkook

9

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  Jimin was confused. Jungkook was so angry at him for buying food for him, but here was Taehyung actually asking for it. Taehyung looked up at him with big brown eyes, fidgeting with his jacket sleeves.

"Follow me," Jimin says, grabbing his hand. He had really long fingers, his hand was big in general, witch was weird since he makes himself seem so small. Jimin went to his balcony and easily jumped and grabbed to the railing, pulling himself up. He looked down at Taehyung who widen his eyes.

"You expect me to do that?"

Jimin smiled, "Wouldn't hurt to try."

Taehyung huffed and jumped, missing the railing. He tried again, grabbing it, but then letting go when he couldn't support his weight.

Taehyung pouted.

Jimin giggled and he leaned down, telling Taehyung to grab his hand. He jumped, holding on for dear life as Jimin helped him up enough to grab the railing himself. Taehyung watched as Jimin's muscles could be seen through his long sleeved shirt. For a smaller guy, he had a pretty muscular body.

He finally hauled himself over, landing in Jimin's arms.

"You aren't that coordinated," Jimin stated helping an embarrassed Taehyung to stand by himself.

"You can say can that," Taehyung mumbled and watched Jimin smile.

Jimin has one of those smiles that made you want to pinch his cheeks. His eyes got smaller the wider his smile was.

The only flaw Taehyung could find was that his two front teeth slightly over lapped each other, though to Taehyung it made him even more perfect.

Jimin opened his balcony doors and lead him into his room. Taehyung stopped and stared at the white, clean room that was twice the size of his.

"You live here? Taehyung asks, his face still amazed.

"Yeah. Stay here, and I will bring you some food," Jimin said, walking to the door.

Just then Taehyung remembered his hunger. He nodded and he patted his stomach, feeling his rib cage.

Jimin walked out and Taehyung awkwardly stood the the middle of the room, not wanting to touch anything and ruin it.

Taehyung noticed the soft carpet was white, and Taehyung dirty shoes stood on top. Taehyung rushed to remove them, throwing them on the balcony so he couldn't ruin Jimin's beautiful room.

He didn't have socks, and he worried his feet where going to stink, but lucky he didn't have the shoes on long enough.

Jimin came back in, closing the door behind him, "My Butler is cooking some spaghetti and he's super fast, so I hope you like it," Jimin says, noticing Taehyung hasn't moved from his spot, but his shoes where gone.

"You know this isn't a museum. You can sit down."

Taehyung bit his lip and sat on the floor. Jimin raised his eyebrow, "What are you doing?"

"I don't want to get anything dirty."

Jimin sighed and grabbed Taehyung's arm and lifted him up, "Don't be stupid. Go lay on the bed," he pushed Taehyung towards his king size bed. His sheets where silky white and Taehyung slowly sunk into the softness.

"Ohh," Taehyung moaned as he relaxed his body on the soft bed.

"It's just a bed, Taehyung."

"I've never known a bed to feel like this."

Jimin stayed quite. He noticed that Taehyung's clothes seem to be old looking. Should he offer him some clothes to wear? They would probably be a little short on him, but at least they are new.

"Do you want to change into something more comfortable?" Jimin asks, trying to sound casual as he walks to his walk in closet.

Taehyung froze. Did Jimin think that he was dirty? Is that why he's trying to give him clean clothes?

"Sure," Taehyung said, getting the hint.

Jimin walked back out with a pair of black basketball shorts and a white v-neck. He hands them to Taehyung and tells him he can change in the closet.

"Wow," Taehyung mumbles when he enters the huge space for Jimin's clothes.

He takes his time to change, and looks in the full length mirror that stands in the closet. The shorts stop above his knees and he guessed since he was taller than Jimin, his shorts weren't as long, but they where pretty loose on him since he was so skinny. The shirt was loose and almost hung off Taehyung's shoulders, and he could see the scabbing of the nail prints. He adjusted the shirt as he walked out and his eyes instantly went to the food that was sitting on Jimin's desk.

Jimin looked at him. He always knew that Taehyung was attractive, Like, he tries to hide it but it obvious, but right now Jimin was really noticing to his beauty. Jimin knows that a male really shouldn't be considered beautiful, but handsome didn't fit Taehyung.

"Is that for me?" Taehyung asks, pointing to the plate piled with noddles and garlic bread.

"It is."

Taehyung walks over and picks up the fork. Twirling the spaghetti around the fork. He carefully took a bite, not wanting to get the sauce anywhere.

Taehyung groaned as he sat down and started to eat faster. Jimin was worried because it looked like he wasn't chewing.

Jimin didn't bother the boy, clearly seeing how hungry he actually was. When was the last time he ate?

Taehyung ate everything. The plate that had a mountain of food, but it was gone now, only the sauce being evidence of food that was there.

Taehyung leaned back, rubbing his stomach.

"When was the last time you ate?"

Taehyung hummed as he thought, "Sunday?"

Jimin didn't try to hide his gasp. Today was Wednesday.

"Taehyung..." Jimin whispered, going over to the boy.

"You know you can always come over if you need to eat," Jimin says, watching as Taehyung gets shy, looking away. He nods.

"Can you not tell Jungkook about this? I don't want him to know that I asked you to get me food," Taehyung says, looking up at Jimin.

Jimin bent down to be eye level with Taehyung, "I won't, but I'm very glad you came to me," Jimin whispered, wiping away sauce that was on his cheek with a napkin.

"Me too," Taehyung whispered back, letting Jimin bring him into a hug. Tae wrapped his arms around him too, and this time it didn't feel as weird.

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