⇝Love Is Blind, So Am I⇜ •ʏᴏᴏɴꜱᴇᴏᴋ• {English}

⇱Gift⇲

Yoongi's POV

He woke up screaming, his hair attached with sweat to his forehead. It was the same nightmare, all the nights the same story. He couldn't see, so when he woke up, it was even scarier. He often started to cry, shouting for Jimin's name. His best friend always came running like that night, pushing the door opened and rushing to the bed.

At that point, Yoongi could hear him and place his hands on his face and shoulders, for then hug him tightly when he knew it was him. But he could recognize him by his voice, since his other senses grew stronger to compensate his blindness.

"Hyung, are you okay? The same nightmare again?" The younger asked, hugging the older back and stroked his hair softly. He tried to calm him as much as he could, often ending up singing Yoongi's favorite melody.

Yoongi nodded eagerly, gripping Jimin's fabric of his shirt and pulling him closer. "Stay with me tonight... please." He begged with a weak and trembling voice.

The younger couldn't say no, because he loved him and wouldn't leave him alone. He knew what Yoongi's nightmares we're about, because he was there with him from the start. So, he crawled under the blanket, surrounding Yoongi's shoulders and let him place his head on his chest.

"Can you sing?" He asked again.

"Yes, of course." Jimin answered.
'His voice is sweet so he probably is smiling', Yoongi thought.

Jimin started to brush the other's black hair and to sing a sweet melody, which often calmed the older. Infact, he drifted to sleep after few minutes, the pink haired boy still stroking his hair for then fall asleep too.

The next day, was like all the others. Yoongi woke up when the alarm clock rang, Jimin stood up from the older's bed, since he stayed with him all night, and headed downstairs to prepare breakfast. Meanwhile, Yoongi sat up and patted on the chair next to the bed, taking his stick, which he used to guide himself throughout everyday's life. He couldn't see nothing apart black shadows. It was weird and difficult to describe, but apparently his doctors perfectly understood.

He stood up and tapped the stick in front of him, walking over the wardrobe and took the first shirt and pair of jeans he found. He wore only black and white anyway, whereas he couldn't see colours. He sat back on his bed and dressed up, for then stand up again and go to the bathroom. When he exited, he made his way downstairs to the kitchen. Usually Jimin helped him with that, but sometimes he did it by himself.

He safely reached the end of the stairs, making his way to the kitchen counter, sitting on a stool. Jimin placed a plate in front of Yoongi, giving him a fork too. They started to eat.

"Oh Hyung, I have something to give to you~". Jimin announced 'He is probably smiling since his tone is cheerful', Yoongi thought.

"If it's another dose of those pills Doctor Kim gave to you, I'm going to make him swallow them with-".

"No no, it's nothing like that. It's something I bet you're going to love, but I'll give to you tonight. Until then, it's a surprise~" Jimin said.

When they finished to eat, they got on Jimin's car and went to work. Since Yoongi couldn't drive, Jimin decided to take the driving licence to take him everywhere he needed to go, for example at his work place.

Yoongi worked in a garage where he placed all the music production stuff, a microphone, headphones and a MIDI, which he made his music with. He also had a keyboard which he could write lyrics using braille. He was an underground rapper, he sold his CDs and made money out of it, even if they were not enough to live in a house. His dream was to become a famous rapper and composer since he was young, but he didn't become that yet. He wished though. He worked really hard, but it seemed like nobody truly appreciated his work.

Jimin instead was a professional dancer, but who worked as backup dancer of many famous people or made collaborations. He had money, so Yoongi lived with him. Thought he felt guilty, because Jimin had always to buy everything.

Yoongi spent his day working on new songs and instrumentals, taking a lunch break, eating what Jimin made for him. It sounded boring, but it was all Yoongi had left, together with his best friend. In the evening, Jimin came to pick him up and both went home. When Yoongi sat on the couch, Jimin sat with him.

"Hyung, here's my surprise." Jimin announced; Yoongi heard him take something from the pocket of his jeans and placed it in Yoongi's hand. He started to feel it, understanding that there was braille on it. It was a rectangular peace of paper, Yoongi understood. He widened his eyes and smiled hugely when he understood what it was about.

"You bought me a ticket for fucking J-Hope's concert?! I-I thought they were sold out!". He exclaimed.

Jimin giggled. "Well, here's the news: I'll be J-Hope's back up dancer in his concert! We both seeing him! Because yes, yours is a special ticket, which permits you to go in the backstage after the concert!". He told Yoongi.

Yoongi felt like crying from happiness, it was the best thing it happened until now. He hugged Jimin tightly, the other hugging him back.

"Thank you Jiminie, you're the best friend in the entire world".