Jimin would be lying if he ever told someone that he isn't a crier.
Yoongi would be lying if he ever told someone that it doesn't sadden him.
Yoongi felt all the air being ripped from his lungs as he sat next to the younger in his bed, and it's late sure- but Jimin called with voice cracking and tears brimming at his his eyes. They shine in the moonlight that pours in from the open window, even if it looks artsy- it pains the older. Have you ever tried to talk to someone you care about who's in tears? It's hard-really hard- for Yoongi, who leans against the bed frame clinching his eyes shut so he doesn't have to deal with the sickening feeling brewing in his stomach. It doesn't go away, it wont- not until Jimin's giggles ripple throughout the tiny room and pale blue house. Not until they can be heard as far away as his Camaro or the other end of the tiny town. No, not until he can hear them from his former home in Daegu and especially not until he can hear them from what feels like empty space next to him.
Jimin doesn't have to explain his current predicament, that meaning it's clearly about earlier today- hell maybe even before then. An overwhelming emotion of the past school year and how much has changed in the younger's life since he entered, Yoongi know's he shouldn't but he can't help but feel the least bit guilty.
He can't handle the muffled cries anymore as he leans over the younger and wraps his arms around him- for a short second the wails grow louder but soften to almost nothing quickly after. Yoongi rest his head in the crook of Jimin's neck- he tugs at the younger to switch his position and instead sit on the older's lap and curl into his chest.
"You know what-"
"You know what-"
"...."
"You first" Yoongi whispers into the dark.
"I- I sometimes wonder if these things are actually destined to happen- I'm so confused on what I'm supposed to learn from this. Grandmother always said life has its lessons and reasons, but whats this lesson".
"I believe in fate" Yoongi mutters, "but I also know that sometimes bad things just happen for no good reason".
"I don't know if I can come back from this Yoonie" Jimin blinks back more tears- attempting to spare Yoongi the pain.
"I think you will".
"I don't know anymore" Jimin breathes out tiredly and honestly, "I think Tae and I both fucked up, I shouldn't have been so snarky in the first place-". Jimin was prepared to spew a 5 paragraph rant then and there about this situation but he's cut off by Yoongi's lips meeting his own. At first, the younger tenses completely not expecting this- but he eases into the kiss. It's softer than usual, yet filled with just as much passion if not more. The two's lips working with each other lightly completely swoops Jimin off his feet. He squirms to get into a better position with hopes of deepening the kiss. Yoongi doesn't fight the younger as he pushes the older back into the pillows- there lips finally breaking.
"What the heck was that rude interruption for?" Jimin cocks an eyebrow gaining a laugh from they Min Yoongi.
"You don't mean that" Yoongi whispers as his eyes pour into the younger's that finally flick away from the olders gaze. "Ha, I knew it" Yoongi smiles as rolls his eyes and wraps his arms around the younger boys waist, "you seriously think you can just look away?"
For the first time all night giggles erupt from Jimin's throat even though he was sure he had swallowed them down, yet insted the remained as bubblegum caught down the back of his throat that are finally being released. He felt that he could finally breathe on his own after they leave his lips, he rubs his eyes tiredly and finally in the mood to sleep. He rolls off Yoongi's chest and onto the mattress lying next to him instead. His eyes flutter shut but he smiles large as Yoongi's grip on his waist tightens and pulls him into a spooning position.
"Go to sleep" Jimin croaks at the older who's chuckle in return is muffled by the younger's hair.
"Shouldn't that be my line?"
"Hmm" Jimin hums, "maybe so- but I'm stealing it".
"Whatever asshole".
"Whatever dickface".
Quiet chuckles bounce throughout the bedroom and bounce back of the walls most likely all night long, needless to say- Jimin isn't mad about it. Sure he's lacking sleep on a school night but, these moments mean the most to Jimin. Like how the veranda is his and Grandma parks place- well his bed at 1:58 am is his and Yoongi's. The stories they share in soft whispers into the darkness of the tiny space fill Jimin's head with his favorite memories. Late night talks are a usual between the two but Jimin always appreciated the ones that required Yoongi lying next to him and lasted till the sun rose.
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sorry for the short chapter! this week has been super busy because of homecoming (i'm supposed to be getting ready for that rn oof), but its been a week and i felt you guys really deserve an update- apologies again:) ily guys
unedited as always ;)
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