Who Are You? [] PJM & MYG YoonMin []

☆Thirteen: Merry Christmas☆

       Yoongi parked his motorcycle outside the hyungs' house. Seeing an unfamiliar car already beside Jin's truck as he packed away his heavy leathers into his bike's storage bin. Ignoring whatever mess his helmet made as the falling snow dampened his brown locks.
      A smile danced across Yoongi's lips as he stared at the house. Decorated for the season by Jimin and Taehyung no doubt. He could picture them skipping through the garden as they decorated. Singing carols and laughing. Yoongi felt a ping of pain in his chest at the thought of hearing Jimin's bubbling laugh. Yoongi had been obsessed with music his whole life but never appreciated any sound more than Jimin's laugh.
      Presents and spirits in hand, Yoongi mustered the courage to head past the gate and knock on the door.
     The door opened to the smiling face of Seokjin, "Yoongi-ah! So glad you came. Merry Christmas!"
      Yoongi bowed politely, "Ah, ye. Merry Christmas."
     Quickly, Jin ushered Yoongi inside. The house was bustling with music and decorations with the sweet smell of Christmas cake emanating from the kitchen. But Yoongi had learned by now not to enter Jin's kitchen when he's cooking so he proceeded past. He set the present by the twinkling traditionally decorated Christmas tree in the living room. Laughing lightly as he watched Jungkook and Namjoon sing along to the karaoke machine as Taehyung and Hoseok danced in front of them.
       "We're back!" Jimin's voice echoing from the front door caused Yoongi's body to freeze in place.
      "What took you so long?" Jin called back.
      "We were enjoying the snow and decided to walk to the store," Jimin replied, hidden around the corner.
      But Jimin wasn't the first to enter the room, it was Taemin. It was easy to admit the elder's beauty. His jet black hair split down the middle, hanging lightly over his small face. Full pink lips and delicate skin glowing under the decorative lights. His well built frame fit into all black attire. The shirt cut low, revealing his smoothly toned chest. It wasn't even a contest. Yoongi felt he wasn't beautiful like Taemin. Felt as if his smile weren't as bright or voice as soothing. The inadequacy built slowly inside him.
     "Oh Sunbae," Jimin finally made his way into the room, pausing at the sight of Yoongi. ".... Yoongi-ssi?"
      Yoongi bowed to them politely, taking Jimin in as he slowly stood back up. His muscular legs were well defined behind a pair of fitted black slacks, matching his clean suede loafers. A white button up hung loosely from his shoulders, carefully tucked in. His dark hair recently brushed back from his face by Jimin's small hands.
     "Ah, um," Jimin seemed unsettled by Yoongi's attendance but quickly recovered. "Sunbae this is Min Yoongi-ssi. He shares classes with Hobi-hyung and Namjoon-hyung."
        Taemin's smile was warm and inviting as he bowed back and introduced himself, "Oh, hello. I'm Lee Taemin. I assist with Hoseok, Jimin, and Jungkookie's dance classes."
     "Sunbae, let's sing a song!" Jimin shouted excitedly, quick to change the subject.
      Taemin agreed, both taking a mic as Jungkook and Namjoon ended their song. The Maknae going to dance with Taehyung. But Namjoon moved towards Yoongi. Giving him a welcoming handshake, genuinely happy to see him. A feeling that was mutual. Yoongi had come to quickly appreciate his growing friendship with Namjoon. The two standing to the side and quietly watching the two in front of them.