The Moon Nymph and the Wolf [JimSu Angst AU]

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"Moonlight drowns out all but the brightest stars." 

|Jimin's POV|

"Jimin hyung, don't you wanna watch a movie?" my little brother said after he knocked at my door.

"No, Jihyun-ah... I don't feel like watching a movie. You go and watch it for me, please... I just wanna be alone right now..." I told him.

He opened my door and he walked inside to the seat beside me on my bed and I put my head down, I didn't want him to see me crying like this. I didn't want anyone to know that the one to whom my heart yearns for still aches for him. And I still cry over the same person every night when everyone is asleep.

"You can't go outside, sneaking like you're gonna steal something from someone's house and just cry as you watch the Moon hyung... it pains me to see you like this. Please... move on. He moved on without you, it's time for you to move on from him. Hyung I just don't think that-"

I cut him off by my sudden sobs. It hurts me. It affects me like he has no idea. I lost someone whom I used to have a strong connection with. How am I supposed to just ignore it?  

It was as if time stopped and there was only him and me standing in this open space and the whole world stopped existing for a short while. He was fond of me... just like I was fond of him. I felt overjoyed, I felt my heart racing hard in my chest.

I don't know if the stars made this possible, but I was finally having someone correspond to my own feelings. I kissed his forehead again.

"I'm fond of you too, Min Yoongi... My little Moon Nymph," I smiled and put my forehead against him.

Yoongi rested his head on my shoulder and then whispered, "Can you sing for me? Please?"

I chuckled, "Anything for you, just as long as you wish me to sing for you."

"I'd always want to hear you sing, no matter what. Your voice is beautiful. Let me hear it once more," he nuzzled my neck.

I kissed his hair and did as he asked, I sang for him the love songs I wrote on my notebook back at home, the lyrics that he inspired. I was unsure if he would like the songs I've written for him, but once I realized that he wasn't complaining, but actually listening to the lyrics, it made me feel complete.

"Sing me another one," he made a cute voice.

"Did you like that one?" I asked him.

"I loved it, the lyrics have such beautiful meaning, who sings this song?" he asked.

"I wrote it for you... and I'm happy to know that you loved it... you were my inspiration to write it," I confessed.

"Thank you, no one ever has written such a beautiful song for me, you're the first one," he giggled.

"And you're the first one who I've ever written love lyrics to, so really, expect more as time goes by," I told him.

He looked up at me, "You'll keep writing them?"

"Of course I will! Why wouldn't I?" I chuckled.

He didn't say anything and looked down, burying his face on the crook of my neck again. But I saw his sparkling freckles glitter, does this happen as a result for him of blushing? Since he's pale and from the Moon people, I guess his freckles give him off when he 'blushes'. And to be very honest, that is very adorable.

"I love your freckles, they are beautiful," I whispered in his ear.

"I hate them, they look ugly on me," he said, still his head on my neck.

"Why? I think they are very adorable," I told him.

"They're just... annoying," he told me.

I laughed a little, "But those starry freckles are what made your beauty so breathtaking Yoongi hyung. Without them, maybe I wouldn't be so deeply in love with you."

He pinched my side and I yelped, "Stop saying none sense, Werewolf."

"I won't, little Moon Nymph," I teased.

"You're really cheesy... oversized puppy," he giggled.

I laughed and kissed his silver hair, "Your only oversized puppy who will always be excited to see you, okay? Only yours and nobody else's."

"Oh my goodness," he said breathlessly.

"What? I'm being honest here!" I told him.

After that, we laid down and looked up at the stars. Yoongi put my head on his lap and I closed my eyes, breathing in his galactic scent. And then he sang, his voice was deep but soft. His voice was perfect for a lullaby. Then more I listened to him sing, the more I felt sleepy, but I didn't want to go to sleep. I indulged his company.

"Go to sleep Jimin, you must be tired, go to sleep my little puppy," he told me. 

And he kept singing, instead of fighting him, I decided to listen to him. I felt like my head melted in his cold thighs as I drifted to my dreamland on the hot summer night. His cold fingers playing with my hair made me sink deeper into my dreamland.

I felt safe, I felt good, I felt happy, I felt comfortable in the presence of someone who was not Jungkook, or Taehyung, or my family. I felt comfortable with him. It was so easy to breathe with him. I felt like I finally found a place for my heart. A little home that was with someone who lived up there in the sky but decided to come down here to bless me with his presence.

I felt euphoric, it was the first time I felt like this. And to be honest, I didn't want this feeling to go away. This feeling of loving and feeling loved. This is the best moment to be alive. The best moment to live, and the best moment to breathe with someone who made me feel all those good emotions and feelings.

My heart is content with him, I don't think I'll ever find this kind of contentment with someone who isn't him. I've completely belonged to him.