reset ; ym

November two years ago

Hey! Read the end for an explanation on why I disappeared. Thanks for reading <3

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"Yoongi?" Jimin knocked on the door. He waited for a reply from inside the room that never came.

"Yoongi? Are you in there?"
He heard something – someone? – shuffle, and the next moment, the door was being opened. Jimin pushed inside the room.

The hotel room was bigger than he had expected before he and Yoongi had arrived a few hours ago. He liked it; it was cozy and bright, and the bed looked beyond comfortable. The bed, on which Yoongi had returned to sitting on after opening the door for Jimin.
"Sorry," Jimin breathed and smiled, "I forgot my key card."
"Figured."

He walked over to the desk and grabbed his key card from there, then he turned back to Yoongi. His smile faltered when he saw his boyfriend hunched over, elbows on his knees, head resting in his hands and slightly tilted down.
"Hey," Jimin said carefully, "Are you alright?"
Yoongi glanced up at him. "Huh? Oh, yeah, sure." He rubbed his eyes and then sat up properly. A soft smile tugged at his lips. "Come here."
He held his hands out and Jimin immediately complied. He grabbed Yoongi's hands and let himself be pulled against him; Yoongi leaned his head against his stomach.

"Talk to me," Jimin whispered, running his fingers through Yoongi's soft, black hair. His other hand came up to massage Yoongi's shoulder, and when the elder hummed at the touch, Jimin slid behind him, sitting on the bed with both his legs on either side of Yoongi's hips. When he started to massage Yoongi's shoulders, Yoongi leaned back against his chest, his eyes fluttering shut.

"I guess... the amount of people out there is just a bit overwhelming," Yoongi eventually said. Jimin pressed his lips against his temple, again and again.
"Did you know how many would come?" he said. Yoongi shook his head.
"My aunt didn't tell me."
Jimin kissed his cheek. "We can stay here for a little longer, we still have enough time," he informed Yoongi, "I can help you relax a little bit."
"Oh, you're doing an awesome job at that already," Yoongi sighed. He tilted his head a little, and Jimin got the message. With a little chuckle, he kissed Yoongi's lips.
"Sure?" he teased and kissed him again. Yoongi huffed.
"Jimin-ah, we're already dressed," he replied, though not with a lot of convincement behind his words. And when he kissed Jimin again, this time pressing his tongue against Jimin's lips, Jimin couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"We still have, like, two hours."
"One and a half," Yoongi corrected as he mouthed along Jimin's neck.
"That's more than enough, though," Jimin gasped. His eyes fluttered shut and he tilted his head when he felt Yoongi's tongue lick his skin.

"You think you can get ready again in half an hour?"
"For you, always."

Suddenly, Yoongi turned around and grabbed Jimin by the hips. Jimin gasped when he was manhandled over to the head end of the bed so he could settle on the pillows. A grin grew on his lips.
"You look so good in that suit, though," Yoongi said as he kneeled in between Jimin's legs, "I almost don't wanna undress you."
"Oh come on, I'll put it on right after again – "
Yoongi shut him up with a kiss. His hands came up to Jimin's pants and he unbuttoned them.

"Let's make this quick, okay?" Yoongi mumbled against Jimin's lips.
"Quick and sweet," Jimin said with a grin, "I like that."

And when Yoongi dove down between Jimin's thighs, a breathy chuckle fell from the younger's lips, and he threw his head back as he wondered what he did to deserve someone like Yoongi.

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"Your hair is still wet," Yoongi noticed once he left the bathroom. Jimin glanced at him through the mirror.
"Huh? Yeah, I'll blow dry it in a moment."
He sat in front of the mirror in their hotel room, his hands holding two little silver earrings Yoongi had gifted him a few weeks prior.