BTS-Brothers

I've got you.

"When we were young we were the ones

The kings and queens oh yeah, we ruled the world

We smoked cigarettes man no regrets

Wish I could relive every single word"

Yoongi smiled, pushing away his curly hair, tucking it away before it fell back over his forehead in messy waves, not wanting to be tamed. He had yet to be used to the new hairstyle, but everyone seemed to like it, and to be honest so did he, it was refreshing...
He had this big smile, showing a bit of his gums and the full rows of his white teeth, cheeks puffed up and bubbly, eyes shining, as he looked at Hobi splashing Taehyung with water in the ocean, Jungkook a few feet away being hit by a small wave and being even more soaked, since Joon had pushed him in there in the first place.

"We've taken different paths

And travelled different roads

I know we'll always end up on the same one when we're old

And when you're in the trenches

And you're under fire I will cover you"

Sometimes, Yoongi remembered how this all started, when he was still a small Daegu boy, who named himself Gloss, and when his life was sucking the happiness out of him, when the struggles and the tears made him unable to see the future clearly to the point where he wanted to close his eyes and never open them again, never see the sky again, just be at peace for once.

"If I was dying on my knees
You would be the one to rescue me
And if you were drowned at sea
I'd give you my lungs so you could breathe

I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er"

He looked back up, letting the thin rays of sunlight brush against his skin as he rolled his head back, parting his lips in a moment of bliss, eyelids closed so that his lashes would brush his cheeks.
Bliss, like that moment between awakening and sleep, where you are conscious of how comfortable and warm you are, not wanting to wake up, yet not wanting to go back to sleep and miss this unique moment, that seems so fragile, like a feather that might float away with the smallest breeze.
He heard Seokjin's laugh, like a peal of bells in the distance, resonating within his head. he looked back to see namjoon had moved from Jungkook to his other victim, trying to tickle Jin, punishing him for yet another bad joke the elder had made.
Yoongi loved these men, he truly did. They had changed his life.

"Oh brother, we'll go deeper than the ink

Beneath the skin of our tattoos

Though we don't share the same blood

You're my brother and I love you that's the truth"

These people were part of Yoongi's life. They were his family, and this would never change.
His mind drifted to the few times he had almost left, thinking that this whole concept of a group was not for him. Yoongi always had known that some blessings come in disguises.
He would have never taught that these 6 blessings would have made him this happy.

"Hyung?"

He smiled at the soft voice, and turned to Jimin, who was now awake again, yet still leant on his shoulder, eyes looking up to Yoongi as the elder looked back into his eyes, the two tints of brown meeting,irises recognising each other and shining with the same brightness as both their smiles held.

"Yes Jiminie ?" He asked, shifting the hand that was around Jimin's shoulders to his hair, playing with it, selecting out the highlighted parts to twirl them around his long bony and veiny fingers.

"We're living different lives
Heaven only knows
If we'll make it back With all our fingers and our toes
5 years, 20 years, come back
It will always be the same

If I was dying on my knees
You would be the one to rescue me
And if you were drowned at sea
I would give you my lungs so you could breathe

I've got you brother-er-er-er
I've got you brother-er-er-er"

Jimin smiled gently, turning back to stare at the others as they played, seeing Tae had jumped On Kookie's back in yet another challenge to test his strength, arms wrapped around their maknae's neck, head next to his own, talking into his ear.

"Nothing... I'm just happy."

Yoongi smiled and nodded a little, feeling his heart swell up, yet feeling like it clenched in a rush of feelings, nostalgia and happiness overwhelming him suddenly, rushing to him and hitting him like the waves had hit Jungkook's back a few seconds ago, making him feel light like the breeze did, yet feeling heavy with the warmth of the sun. He felt like crying sometimes, he knew they all did.
Jimin recognised the look on his face, he knew Yoongi so well now. He had known him for years, he was his family, he loved him, they all did.
By now, they could all notice the slight frowns of annoyance, the smallest dips of the corners of his lips when frustrated, the small crinkling in the corners of his eyes when he held back a smile.

"If I was dying on my knees
You would be the one to rescue me
And if you were drowned at sea
I would give you my lungs so you could breathe"

And Jimin ? Jimin knew Yoongi like he knew himself : he taught he knew it all, but was always surprised to discover something new.
He stood to his feet, detaching his body from his elder's and turned to him, reaching out an inviting had, providing an unspoken promise of distraction, comfort, joy, company and elated smiles.

Sometimes, Yoongi swore Jimin was an angel, and right now, the taught could not leave his mind.
He heard Jungkook laugh as he and Tae fell in the water, immediately initiating another splashing fight. He smiled, when he heard Joon holler, running away from Jin but tripping in the sand.
he chuckled, when he heard Hoseok call out his and Jimin's names, inviting them over. And he felt uplifted when he took Jimin's hand to stand up, only to shove him playfully and to run away to the ocean, towards his family.

Jimin turned to follow, jumping high and gracefully, a ghost of his ballet classes always lingering in all of his moves as he eagerly joined his friends, no, his brothers.

"I've got you brother...

I've got you brother..."