Yoongi POV
He looks really cute as his cheeks turn cherry red and he turns away trying to hide them.
I chuckle at his actions as he turns around looking straightly into my eyes.
We just stare at each other until he looks down onto his little hands playing with his shirt.
"I'll eat, you don't have to feed me" He says softly, almost a whisper.
It's doing something to my heart, it.. it's weird...
"Okay" I answer quietly while walking into my room.
I immediatly lay down on my bed and stare at the white ceeling.
What was that feeling?
I made me feel all warm and... loved
Still confused I decide to just ignore it.~timeskip~
I wake up from something pressing onto my shoulder.
In the little moonlight that shines trough the curtians I can make out Jimin's sleeping silouhette beside me.
His head lays on my shoulder, his arms holding tightly onto my left arm, our feet tangled together under the warm blanket.
I put a strain of his fluffy hair behind his ear, looking at his peacefull face.
"Good night my little Jiminie" I whisper, placing a peck onto his hair.
Without thinking twice I turn completly towards him and pull him into my embrace before falling back alseep.~the next morning~
The sunshine wakes me up early in the morning.
As I open my eyes I'm shook.
Jimin lays almost on top of me hugging me so tight that I can feel every part of him pressing against me.
But why do I find it comfortable?
Why do I even like it?
Why do his arms feel so good hugging me and my arms connected behind his back.
I try to get up without waking him up.
But after just a short time I give up as I realize I can't escape this situation without waking up the sleeping mochi.
So I tug on his shoulder attempting to wake him.
"Wake up" I say watching him slowly open his eyes.
He yawnes before realizing that he lays litterly on top of me.
"I'm so sorry!" He gasps, rolling off of me.
He hides his blushing cheeks into the pillows, altough I already saw them.
Cutie.
"Why did you even come to my bed?" I ask curious.
"Well, I had a nightmare and was to afraid for staying alone in the dark" He says his cheeks turning even redder, if that's even possible.
"I'm sorry I disturbed you" he apologized, his voice muffled because he still tries to hide in the pillows.
"I actually don't mind" I comment making him turn around.
"Really?" But before I can answer he pulls me into a hug.
As he realizes what he did his cheeks flame up and he leaves awkwardly.
I chuckle as I get up and get ready for school.
Today Jimin is also gonna come to school.In comfortable silence we walk together.
As we step trough the gate everything goes silent before the whispers start:
"Look, it's the boy that tried to hunger himself to death"
Somehow the rumor spread that Jimin tried to kill himself by hungering. Which is total bullsh*t, like almost every rumor.
He walks beside me his head hanging low.
I grab his hand giving it a ressuring squeeze.
"Don't worry about those idiots. I'm here to protect you" I whisper.
"Thanks" He breatches out sqeezing my hand tightly because of nervousness.We walk hand I hand until we have to split to go to our classes.
And I kinda miss his hand holding mine so tightly as if I am really important to him.
Time goes by painfully slow until it's finally lunchbreak.
I head to our table, Jimin cuddeling into Hoseok while a huge smile ist displayed on his face.
Somehow this sight makes my heart hurt a little.
Why the hell am I so jealous whenever he's happy with someone else?!
He is my best friend, I should be glad that he is happy, but I'm not happy when he's with Hoseok.
I try to ignore the two love birds and start eating my lunch although I have no appetite.
I stare at the tasteless food because I can't stand those two laughing and cuddeling.
It's just to much for my heart to take.
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🌈Love without borders (Yoonmin)✅
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