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Fifth Dream

"So all those nice ladies gave me a Gucci jumpsuit and Gucci sandals! And a cute little outfit for my new friend!"

"Woah.. Gucci! Are those ladies rich?"

"Yea! I recognize one of them and they were the former prime minister's wife or something."

Taehyung couldn't stop talking. The first place he woke up in was on the bed with Jimin watching over him. From then onwards, he talked about his journey in the park from meeting a cute puppy to rescuing it.

"So did you gave the puppy a name?"

"Yeontan! You should really meet him because it heart mushy!" Little did he know he was mushing Jimin's heart. It's been a while since he's been this jumpy and excited. Taehyung came in as a shy boy but he's looking good now. "Take good care of Tannie alright?" He pats Taehyung and Taehyung nods with his box like gummy slime.

"But it's weird.. why would anyone leave him behind?"

"Maybe Tannie was destined to be with you. You did say he keeps on sticking with you right?"
True, but it still didn't change the fact that it's weird.

"Like fate and stuff? It's hard to believe something like that exists in this time of day"

"Don't be such an oldie. Of course it exists" Jimin giggles.

"It's fate that we met, no?"
Jimin's word felt sirence. Of course it wasn't fate. Everyone dreams right? Jimin was just a fictional character he create for self comfort. The only fate here is his terrible life.

"Taehyung.."
Jimin softly brushes his lips against the back Taehyung's palm, pressing a kiss afterwards.

"J-Jimin..?" Taehyung was in great confusion, in fact he was getting dizzier. The air itself felt like sweet dripping honey.

"Your palm.." Jimin intertwines his finger against his. "They say it's the size of your heart" Taehyung blushes.
"I've always loved your palm" with a few closer looks anyone could tell that Jimin's palm  was something different than his. It's much smaller in size.

"But Jimin! Your palm may be small but you have a really big heart!" Jimin blinks a few times.
"I do?" Taehyung nods

"I.. don't know Tae.. do I even own a heart?" Jimin clutches his chest.

"What if I don't? Will you.. will you hate me?.. for being heartless?"
It was a ridiculous question to Taehyung but it was a question for his bare existence for Jimin.

"Of course not." Taehyung exclaim. "The way you've been there for me. The way you comfort me... even if you don't have a heart.. I'd still love you!" Jimin looks puzzled. That wasn't a love confession, Taehyung is too innocent to properly use that word. Or was he still?

It hurts him.

"I love you too Taehyung"
but he smiles.

It hurts him how Taehyung would never see him more than a close bedtime friend.

"It hurts.." Jimin guides him to his chest. "Do you want me to kiss it to feel better?" He was right, Taehyung is oblivious.

"My lips hurts more"
Jimin leans in. The honey scented air did do something to him. It made Taehyung's lips more irresistible to be untouched.

How he wants to own that lips to be his.

Taehyung tensed. He didn't know what Jimin was planning, but he close his eyes waiting for an impact.

But he didn't woke up.

And when he did, it was on his bedroom.

The sunlight baking his skin freshly before touching his lips.