>>lost<< Yoonmin

XXXIV

Jimin is out of the bath by the time I have the soup heated. He meanders into the kitchen as I am splitting the soup into two bowls. I quickly retrieve a blanket for him and offer it, smiling softly. He takes it, returning the smile as he wraps it around his shoulders.
"Mmm warm."
He hums happily, making me laugh quietly.
"I thought it would be nice."
I think aloud as he peers Over my shoulder at the soup.
"You can eat while I take a bath, okay?"
He nods and shoos me away, picking up a bowl.
"Hurry up before you catch a cold."
He encourages and sits at the table, smiling at me as I go. I grab a set of clothes and move to the bathroom, shutting the door. The air is still humid and warm and I can't help but inhale the sweet scent that lingers. My trembling encourages me to draw a hot bath, letting the tub fill as I strip. Once the bath is drawn I get in and let myself sink down, closing my eyes at the pleasant warmth. I sit in silence for a long while before there is a soft knock at the bathroom door.
"Yoongi, can I come in..?"
Comes the hesitant voice.
"I'm still in the bath..."
I inform, chuckling uneasily.
"I know, I just..."
He mutters, releasing a soft sigh.
"It's alright, you can come in."
I call to him before I can think and pull my legs closer to my chest. The door clicks open softly, opening slowly to reveal a blushing Jimin. He keeps his eyes on the floor as he turns and closes the door, moving towards me. He is quick to turn his back and flops onto the floor, his back resting against the tub.
"What is it?"
I ask softly, forcing myself to relax gradually in his presence.
"I just wanted to talk."
He muses quietly, eyes on the floor.
"Must be important."
I tease, resting my hand on the bathtub's ledge.
"I want to date you."
He bursts out abruptly, eyes snapping over to meet mine. I can't help but be surprised as I stare into his wide, teary eyes.
"Jimin-"
"Please don't lecture me."
He begs softly, turning his eyes back to the floor.
"Jimin-ah."
I hum lowly, reaching my hand out to touch his chin. I turn his gaze to me and smile softly, taking in his vulnerable expression.
"Why would the answer ever be no?"
And suddenly the water and his clothes don't matter because he turns around quickly and captures me in his embrace, his arms wrapped around my chest tightly and his face finding it's way to my shoulder.
"Yoongi, Yoongi."
He repeats over and over, sobbing my name as if he'll lose me. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and hold him until his shaking has stopped. We remain like this for a while and finally I let out a breath, grinning slightly.
"Jimin this is all amazing but... I'm still in the bath."
I muse and he pulls back quickly, turning his red face away from me as he hurries to his feet.
"Right, right, I'll wait outside!"
He mumbles as he rushes out of the room, leaving me totally confused. I shake my head slowly and smile to myself, climbing out of the bath and dry off.
I make my way out of the bathroom, tossing my towel and clothes into the laundry before I move to the kitchen. Jimin is sitting on the couch in the living room, eyes locked beyond the sliding glass doors. He has wrapped himself up in the blanket and looks like a cozy little bundle. Slowly his eyes turn to me and he blushes, lowering his gaze.
"Sorry for that."
He grumbles and I smile, moving towards him.
"Stop apologizing."
I scold teasingly, stopping in front of his little bundle. He peers up at me curiously and I smile, reaching down to brush my fingers over his cheek.
"You really want to date me?"
I ask quietly, receiving a nod in response.
"I'm glad."
I whisper as I settle onto the couch beside him, resting my head on his shoulder.
"Here."
He whispers as he untangles himself and opens the blanket to me, looking at me with expectant eyes. I smile and move against him, curling into his side as he wraps the blanket around me and I am surrounded by his warmth. His fingers make their way to my hair, running through it slowly. My soup forgotten, I allow myself to be lulled to sleep by his touch and warmth, and knowing that this timid man has chosen me to repair the shattered pieces of his heart.