soft - YMN.

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part one !

THE SOFT DAWN light compliments jimin's beach blonde hair and soft skin. his shirt rides up his torso, left arm placed on yoongi's. his body sprawled about so much that yoongi almost falls off the bed.

as of now it's six thirty and it also happens to be a very special day and while yoongi wasn't so excited about it, jimin certainly was.

the first day of december, a blanket of snow had fallen upon the ground, freezing merely every blade of grass.

the youngest of the two had been dying at the thought of 'december first' because on this very day, two years ago at exactly five-forty-two p.m. (strictly counted) the slow, cranky boy with black hair and a faintly ab covered tummy had asked out an oblivious, blonde haired boy to be his boyfriend.

oh, but that is not all. it's also the day they go shopping for christmas decor and for a certain luxurious best friend's birthday.

jimin's heart almost detonated at the thought of spending the entire day (and night) with yoongi himself, doing 'cute couple things'—he claims.

the way jimin imagines this day, well, it probably won't go as he plans. holding hands in public and wrapping his body around yoongi's to keep warm, cuddling on the couch while wrapping gifts, etc. yoongi isn't like that, and he very well knows that, but he also thinks that maybe he can get yoongi's mushy side to show today.

"get your big ass arm off of me." called out a raspy voiced yoongi as the alarm sang it's obnoxious song of 'chimes.'

jimin groaned and lifted his arm off of his boyfriend before he began to smile widely, eyes haven't even begun opening yet.

he sits up and stretches—quite possibly the most cutest thing that yoongi has seen jimin do in about two years—. while yoongi knew jimin was excited, he underestimated it because the next thing he saw (and felt) this early in the morning was the boy flopping on his chest and squeezing him tightly, as if it were some weird hug.

"good morning!"

his smile never leaving his face as he untangles himself and hops out of their full sized bed decorated in grey silk sheets.

jimin didn't have pants on and it was as if he unconsciously took them off in the middle of the night and unconsciously knew it would possibly give his boyfriend a heart attack in the morning.

"wake up quickly so we can get this day started. I'll go make breakfast."

yoongi sighed and closed his eyes once again, trying his best not to fall back asleep. he knew he'd better get up before he really begins to piss jimin off. after all, today is the day he "mistakenly" asked him out two years ago.

like anyone with actual feelings, jimin likes celebrating little things like this, it reminds him of a happier time in their relationship where instead of speaking two sentences a day to each other that doesn't involve calling each other 'bitch ass' or 'fucker' they called each other 'cutie' and 'honey.'

downstairs jimin filled the bowl with milk before adding cereal. his idea of making breakfast only involved cereal mostly because he can't cook anything but ramen and rice, eggs on a good day.

"did you just pour milk before cereal? remind me why I date you again."

spoke yoongi, his shirt now off and plaid pajama pants down a bit, allowing the brand part of his underwear to show. jimin sneakily bit his bottom lip and turned his head away, now focusing different artificial marshmallows floating around with the rest of the bland cereal.

yoongi sat down and slid a bowl towards him, looking up at jimin wondering where his mind had wondered off to.

"what're you thinking about?" he asked, genuinely curious.

"just about how much fun we're gonna have. first we should stop by a cafe to get hot chocolate, wait no! first we have to unwrap our gifts from each other! then we can go, oh! and then let's go to gucci! I saved just the right amount for taehyung's gift. it only took me a year. that reminds me, we owe rent for about two months..anyways then let's..."

yoongi smiled somewhat lovingly at his rambling boyfriend, actually taking in what he was saying as he stuffed his mouth with lucky charms.

"slow down, you're gonna choke. I don't want your throat to be scratchy before for ton—"

a cough interrupted the rest of his suggestive sentence while jimin's cheeks began to heat up. he slapped them couple times and rapidly took both bowls to the sink.

"anyways I'll go change, get my present ready you fucker, it better be good."

jimin rushed off while yoongi yelled; "your present is right here, baby!" a door slamming soon followed.

a little later, both were ready for the day. but there was a small problem. jimin had forgotten to get a present, with all the hype that he had, he tried to figure out how he'd forgotten.

"park jimin! let's get this process going!" yelled yoongi from downstairs, probably already wanting to turn on tv and doze off.

he slowly walked downstairs and smiled sheepishly, not so much that his oh so loving S.O. noticed.

"well, come on. here." yoongi stretched his arms out so that the box lightly hit jimin's chest. the fair haired boy sat down close to yoongi and opened it agonizingly slow and careful ultimately annoying the older next to him.

his heart automatically began to beat expeditiously as he viewed a framed picture of him and yoongi cheesing at the camera with whipped cream on their noses, holding a mug of hot chocolate whilst sitting on the bleachers next to the ice rink complimentary with a bag of his favorite candy and a ring pop—blue of course— along with both tickets that he'd saved from that night.

sure, it seemed like a gift from a teenager but he couldn't think of anything else, plus he knew jimin liked hard candy.

"y-y-yoongi you're so....I love you so much." his eyes filled with tears of guilt and joy as he sat the box down and pulled yoongi in for a long kiss, tasting the mint from his toothpaste.

and for the first time in what seemed like two years, yoongi's face turned red and his stomach erupted with tiny, fluttering butterflies.

"anyways," he pauses for a bit to look down at jimin's lap—since they were only an inch apart—shyly "where's my gift?"

knowing this was coming, jimin frowned and pulled away. "I kind of...forgot."

expecting yoongi to get mad and storm off, jimin swallowed the lump in his throat. but he didn't, he stayed put, trying not to laugh.

"it's okay, jiminie. I thought it was kind of cliché anyways. but let's go get decorations now—I mean hot coco first, sorry, it'll be kind of like a tradition."

and with that, jimin couldn't help but to smile. he knew yoongi could be soft, and it was starting to show. oh, how it seemed their love reborn.

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preview for part two;; —

"no, you dumbass. red and green, not red and blue." commented jimin quite loudly as he put the box of blue fairy lights down.

"this is green!" he glanced at the box again. "oh..."