Exulansis

Chapter 5

Yoongi continued his days as normal, working himself to the bone.
It always angered him how much he worked for so little.
Two of his jobs wages went directly towards rent and the water bill.
His other job went towards heating and then basic needs like clothes for work, and his bus.
There was often a day yoongi chose the bus over dinner.

It was when he had just finished work, brushing his teeth in the kitchen as always when it hit him, tomorrows Thursday..

He quickly finished up, splashing his face with cold water before hitting the hard mattress.

Please god, make this easy for me.

Yoongi awoke the next morning with a start, Another nightmare.

He got up and stretched, already feeling relaxed at the idea of visiting his boyfriend.
But first, gardening.
Yoongi will be honest, he's never done gardening in his life. Never.

He stepped over to his clothes pile, picking out a clean white shirt and dark jeans, then wearing a dark sweater, hiding his small body.
While putting on his busted up runners, yoongi began to put up his guard, subconsciously tensing up his shoulders and clenching his fists.

Yoongi knew he was broken. He was okay with that. What he wasn't okay with was letting others know how broken he is. That's why he gave a fake name. That's why he wears long sleeves. That's why he doesn't trust people.

Yoongi took a deep breath before opening the door.
Okay. For Joonie.

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"Today's the day" Jimin mumbled to himself as he got dressed. He chose his specific gardening jeans, they're for the job cause he doesn't mind them getting dirty, also wearing a pastel blue t-shirt. It was mid August and the temperature was predicted to be high today.
He slipped on his soft shoes, them being the best for gardening, and headed downstairs to meet his partner.

Unlike the previous Thursday, Jimin didn't have work today. Jimin was more of an on-call employee. He did most of his work from his home office, only needing to attend his work building once or twice a week.

"Morning babe" Jungkook greeted as he always did, kissing his short husbands cheek. Jungkook wore a simple pair of cargo shorts and a khaki green t-shirt. He was standing by the stove making pancakes.

"They smell divine" Jimin hummed from his seat at the island counter.

"I'm glad, I hope Suga likes them too" Jungkook stared, almost as if he were reminding his lover of their coming guest.

"Aww babe you made him pancakes? That's too sweet" Jimin pouted cutely.

"Well it's not like you're going to be easy on him, so he needs energy right?" The taller laughed.

"You talk as if I'm going to treat him as a slave or something!" Jimin defended from his seat.

Jungkook started plating the perfect pancakes, "babe, I've been married to you 3 years now, I know what you're like when working" he chuckled lowly.

Jimin puffed his cheek as the beautiful pancakes were placing in front of him, "I'm not that bad" he mumbled quietly to himself, yet Jungkook heard. He soon erupted in laughter, Jimin was about to defend himself further when the doorbell rang.

Both males looked at each other briefly, Jungkook the gestured to the pan in his hands, jerking his head towards the door to make his partner take the hint.

Jimin took a deep breath and made his way to the door.

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